The Simple Wife

Yes, I have coined a new phrase. Watching Robbie toddle around the house lately has given new meaning to the word “toddler”. However, seeing him in a little onesie today (as opposed to the khaki pants and button-down shirt he wore to church yesterday), reminded me that he is still a baby. That’s when it hit me! He’s a boddler…somewhere in that transition between baby and full-blown toddler. Of course, he’s working very hard on the transition. Just last week, while I got ready to vacuum, I ran into my room for a minute. When I came back into the living room, lo and behold! Robbie had taken the vacuum cleaner cord, dragged it across the living room, and was attempting to plug it into the outlet. Needless to say, I was impressed. He followed that impressive feat with going into the laundry room, getting the broom, and carrying it around the kitchen. And all this time I thought I should do chores while he was sleeping!

He’s also finally figured out how to clap his hands…of course, it could just be that he’s known how and hasn’t wanted to. It could very well be that he is merely following in the footsteps of his parents and loves applause. This coincides with how we’re learning to fold our hands when we pray. Sometimes he gets so overcome with joy that he claps instead of clasps…it’s all cute, though.

Today at lunch he surprised me by not only eating a whole bowl of mixed vegetables but half a burrito as well. As I write this he has alternated between playing with my ponytail, coaxing me to come play with him, and is now sitting on the edge of the couch turning the fan and lights off and on. I love being his mommy!

On Monday the weather decided to cool just enough for me to justify turning on the oven and baking chocolate chip cookies…something I really miss when it’s too hot to bake. Robbie happily pulled pots and pans out of their drawer and banged them on the kitchen floor until I had almost finished mixing up the batter. And suddenly…he noticed mommy doing something that looked more exciting than what he was doing! So I put him up on the counter so he could “help”. I gave him one of the beaters to lick and the next thing I knew he was trying to re-dip it in the bowl! He quickly decided that sticking his whole hand in the bowl gave him even more cookie dough, and before I knew it, not only my baby, but also my kitchen cabinets and counter were smeared with cookie dough.

Over the last two days we have both more than satisfied our cookie cravings. Robbie enjoyed having a cookied tacked onto breakfast, lunch, dinner and anytime inbetween that he could get his hands on one. Here’s some pictures of my little cookie monster.

Staying busy while mommy started the cookies

Yummy!

Cookie dough everywhere!