It’s a good thing she’s cute
I was late for work on Tuesday, and it’s all the Poptart’s fault.
Sometime Monday evening, she took off with my security card and bus pass. Then she was up until 10:30 (?!!) and up at 4:45 (%$*!). And CRANKY, because hello? NOT ENOUGH SLEEP. She wanted to snuggle, except she didn’t. She wanted breakfast, except she didn’t. She wanted a nap, except she didn’t, crazy lady, which is why she spent 5 minutes screaming while I held her.
When our Nanny got up, I passed her off and went to get ready for work – all I needed was my bus pass and I was ready to go.
We searched high and low, until 10 minutes after I usually leave to make the train, and the Nanny found it. Under the storage sofa.* So I missed my regular train.
She is so not playing with my pass when I get home from work. It is being clipped to the keyholder in my bag when I’m on the shuttle from the station to home.
The upside is that I got to have breakfast with her – meaning she ate most of mine and ignored hers because food always tastes better when it’s from my plate.
The downside is that 7am is way too early for wine.
But, she is cute.
* We have an extra loveseat in the living room which we affectionately refer to as “the storage sofa” because it’s where we dump all our extraneous crappe that we don’t want to deal with. The baby finds no end of amusement with this.
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I think that, "It's a good thing I'm cute," is the official motto of toddlerhood. I'm pretty sure it's their primary survival tactic, and boy do they need it. Yesterday, Jacob flushed a toy car and then also stayed up until 10pm. Toddlers!
Oh yeah, that whole good thing she is cute is like a damn motto in the house. Amelia has been waking up 2 sometimes 3 times everynight and insisting I lay on the floor of her room until she falls back asleep. Not fun.
the cuteness is the evolutionary handbrake on infanticide. it works, as shown by worldwide population growth.