A woman asked me today how old Vivi was. I stared at her and had to think long and hard about just how old the baddler (we’re going to call her a baddler for now until I can come to grips with the fact that my baby is now a toddler. Baby + Toddler = Baddler) tearing apart the Beanie Baby display was. Addie, my other kid, was born in December so the math was always easy. 12 + September (9) = 21 months. But with Vivi, it’s a little trickier. 12 + September (9) – 5 (May) = 16 months. Honestly I’m ready just to bump her up to two or keep her at one or maybe just hover at a year and a half but that seems to bother some people.
They need exact months. Sometimes even weeks.
I was very weird about the weeks and months thing with my first, this time around when people ask how old she is I usually respond with “old enough to be too old for my liking.”
Where was I headed with this? Oh yes. Sixteen glorious months. There’s a few new tricks up Vivi’s sleeves and a few little personality quirks I’d like to present to you on behalf of my “somewhere around one and a half” baddler.
Anybody else out there find their baddler on top of the kitchen table poking around in their own bellybutton?
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