More Mean Mommy

How come when I KNOW mommy knows what I want she won't do it?

She knows that when I try to get on her lap and point to the com-poo-ter, and then say "la la la" that I want her to play my "La la la Elmo song" and other videos on YouTube.

She has nothing else to do other than what I want. So why can't I watch my la la la videos?

Even if I cry, all she does is kiss my head as she says no.
A kiss?
That is supposed to make me happy when what I want is my la la la videos?

I think I will make a big smelly poopy tonight.

Rain Update

Aunt Kathy has a great idea.
She says mommy should fix the rain.
Mommy should run outside with paper towels and grab all the rain from the sky before it lands on my toys or the ground or on me.

It sounds like a really good idea to me.
I don't know why mommy made her eyes do funny things when Aunt Kathy said it.
And why isn't mommy doing it? It is still raining.

I like when Aunt Kathy visits, cause when mommy says "no" Aunt Kathy will say "Oh he's just a baby" and then give me what I want.
It is great.

Rain Rain Go Away!!

I want to go outside and play on my playset, but mommy says no.
She had me look outside and said "Look, rain."
Rain?
I guess she means that wet stuff.

When I got really mad the other day, mommy said "OK... go ahead... you won't like it" and she opened the door.
I was happy so I put my foot out to go to my playset.. but it got all wet!!!
And there was water like the bathtub falling from the sky!
I don't mind the bath, but I don't like getting my hair wet.. . and this sure seemed like my hair would get wet.
So I guess mommy was right.
I didn't like it.

It isn't fair!!
I want to go outside!
Why does this rain happen?
Why doesn't mommy fix it??
She got me the playset? Doesn't she WANT me to play on it?

Boomy Bangy

I was sound asleep.
Then, all of a sudden I heard these terrible awful boomy sounds.
Then the light outside went on and then it went off -- really fast!!
And then another boomy sound!!

I didn't know what to think, so of course I had to cry.
Mommy came in and said she heard the boomy sounds too, and she said I could take my binky and my Monkey and come to her bed with her.
Daddy was nigh-nigh too.
I guess the boomy sounds and the lights going on and off didn't bother him.
Daddy is weird.

Going to mommy's bed was much better, cause when the boomy sounds happened, mommy didn't act scared.
So I guess I didn't need to be scared either.
Mommy had me lay down with her and Monkey and I tried really hard to go to sleep.
I fell asleep for a little while, but mommy's bed isn't as comfy as mine so I kept waking up.

The boomys weren't as loud so mommy said that maybe I should go back to my bed so I could be more comfy.
I didn't know if I liked the idea, but my bed is pretty comfy sometimes.
Mommy turned on my music, and I guess I decided to go to sleep.

I am not sure I like boomy sounds.
I hope it doesn't happen again.

Mommy's Helper

I love being mommy's helper.
And she likes it too. I can tell.
When mommy is on the com-poo-ter, I will be helpful by bringing her every piece of mail one at a time.
Then, when I am done with that, I help her clean the living room floor by picking up every itsy piece of food or dirt I can find.
I know she apreesheee..... ah-pree-shee-ate.....
.... I know she likes it because she always says thank you when I hand her something.

Today I made sure to bring her (one at a time) a teeny piece of wood, part of a puff, some paper, a spec of something weird looking, a bit of fuzz, another puff, the corner of an envelope, something I couldn't see, my sock, cat hair, one of my arc animals, some more fuzz, and a bunch of other stuff that was too tiny to see.

Mommy was very happy.

I think I will do this everyday from now on.

So There

I have decided that from now on I will not tell mommy what I want.
It is her job to KNOW.
I will just scream.
So there.

Sleepy

I did not know toddling was so tiring.
Mommy and daddy and Aunt Kathy and Grandma and brother and sister, and, oh EVERYBODY has been wanting me to toddle, but I don't know. It is really making me sleepy.

Today I wasn't able to wake mommy up as usual! Mommy had to wake ME up!

I know I woke up early like always, but I was so tired I decided to just lay there saying "eeeehhhhh ehhhhh".

I heard mommy say later that she knew I was still very sleepy and that is why she didn't get me up. But I don't believe her. I know she likes her bed even more than I like mine (even though she doesn't have my bestest buddy Monkey to sleep with -- only daddy).

Finally mommy opened my door and said "Daniel, it is 11:00 aren't you ever going to wake up?"
I decided to go ahead and get up because I was really hungry for yummy things like bananas and muffins and puffs.

So I got up for a while and we went bye bye, but then I decided I needed to go nigh-nigh again we when got home. I didn't even want a drink first.

Toddling.
Tiring.

Daddy Makes a Break For It!

It was awful!
This happened a few days ago, but I was so traaahhhh...... trahmahtiz.... tramatized....
....I was so upset I couldn't talk about it until now.

Daddy came home from work as usual, but then he went back out the door without even hugging me hello!
I was so upset!
I yelled "daaaaaaa..." but I think daddy has bad ears.
So then I went and got my shoes and gave them to mommy, so that I could go with daddy.
But mommy wouldn't help!
She kept saying daddy would be back in a minute -- but she can't fool me! I know that a minute can be a very long time!

I waited and waited and waited and waited and waited.
I was as patient as my 15 months would let me be. Which is VERY patient.

Finally daddy came home and gave me a hug. But I can't let this happen again.
He must at least hug me and throw me in the air a couple times before he leaves again!
It was just not right!