Tuesday, November 03, 2009

A Blog Post by Baby

Hi.  It's me.  You guys know me here as Baby.  I'm 4, so I'm actually NOT a baby.  I'm a big boy. 

I thought you might want to know what it's like to be me.  Here are some highlights of my day yesterday:

Got up.
Begged for Halloween candy.
Cried when Mommy said no.
Kept asking, just in case she changed her mind. 
Pouted, trying to make Mommy feel guilty that she was making me sad.

Went to preschool.
Learned about the letter B.  It stands for bat, ball and bumblebee, you know.

Got picked up from preschool by my babysitter.
Told her LOTS of stories because I want them to come true.  Like how I told her that I was going to Pump It Up with my buddy Joseph.  And like that other time I told my grandma that I got to ride on the bus to go to the pumpkin patch, even though I hadn't!  Grandma totally believed me!  Cool.

Got picked up by Daddy at the babysitter's.  She told Daddy about my stories.  He told me that nobody likes a liar.  I don't even know what that word means.

When I got home, Mommy was making dinner.  I asked her if I could have some candy.  She said no.  Then I grabbed some dry angel hair pasta out of the box.  When I was waving it around, I poked myself in the eye.  With the pasta.  It hurt.  I cried. 

At dinner, Mom and Dad talked to me about some guy called Pinno...Pinnok...Pinnochio?  And how when he told stories, his nose grew.  I made sure to feel my nose.  It felt the same.  Whew.

I thought I wanted meat sauce on my pasta.  But then I didn't.  Mom wouldn't scrape it off for me though.  So I didn't eat.  Or drink my milk.  No dessert for me, but I didn't care.

I got my jammies on.  And then Daddy and I had some snuggle time.  I was tired so I closed my eyes.  And fell asleep at 6:30.

It's totally exhausting being me, don't you know?

15 comments:

SugarBritches said...

But you are totally adorable and that makes up for it all!

Manic Mommy said...

Oh, Baby. This mommy would rinse off your pasta. Not like that mean mommy of yours! And candy for breakfast? Every day of the week. No bedtimes and no baths either!

Oh wait, this is Pinocchio.

beenomom said...

Too funny!! I know all about making up stories! Last summer at the baseball skills day everyone I knew kept coming up to me and asking me if we were moving. Upon further questioning and investigation we found out the athlete told everyone in school, teachers and all that his Dad got a new job and we were moving to Narragansett RI!!

He had his friends in tears! Even shed a few himself! Keep pushing that whole Pinochio thing, it takes a while to sink in!! Good luck!

Suburb Sierra said...

Wow - you must know my Baby and he's 4, too.

And I blame this week of meltdowns, exhaustion and bad behavior on the time difference. It can't be the sugar-high crashes.

Vodka Logic said...

And I am guessing still no candy at the end of the day.

Still cute though. xx

amanda said...

baby you made me smile.

Jules said...

What, that's an exhausting day for a little guy...

Deborah said...

Very cute! You have to eat your dinner before dessert!!!

Fishbowl said...

one of your best posts yet Visbeek! love it!

KK said...

You are adorable. The noodles are much better with sauce, you know!

DysFUNctional Mom said...

Those parents will learn one day.

gaelikaa said...

Pretty cool kid!

Pollyanna said...

Don't come crying to me, kiddo. You'd probably suffer the same fate over here, except you'd have another 4 year old to complain to.

Life is tough.

You are pretty adorable though. Maybe you'd get just a little slack of the fun-size m&m variety.

jenny said...

My son got dry pasta stick in his eye too. It got stuck in the corner of the eye and was sticking straight out. It was creepy, and yes I just pulled it out.

The (Un)Experienced Mom said...

How cute is this post?! My oldest is 2.5 and I am pretty sure this post just summed up his usual day.

Great blog!

Tamara
www.theunexperiencedmom.com

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