I have an 18-month-old that isn’t really fully talking yet and is starting to comprehend the power of the temper-tantrum. There are days, and moments, that are pretty special. Here’s an example.
Today, after my daughter woke up from her nap, she wasn’t really ready to let go of her blanky and paci. These are two very special items that she gets to have during sleepy times – and that’s it. One of my pet peeves is the pacifier. I’m not a big fan. I think it is great for comforting my babe, but not so wonderful for her budding language skills.
Anyway. My daughter wasn’t going to let go of her sleepy items. So, I let her have a couple extra minutes with them, but drew the line when she decided to drag freshly washed blanky outside with us. And, I’m sure you can figure out what happened next.
After about 20 minutes, it was time to put an end to the big mess and remove my now red-faced and snot-nosed daughter from her room. This involved prying each wee finger from the wooden slats of her crib as she desperately tried to extend her arms to reach blanky. I lugged her upstairs – upstairs to the miracle distraction.
It’s like nothing ever happened.
I make my own popsicles with these super-cute little popsicle molds out of just about anything. Me and my daughter’s favorite is lemon water because she can carry it all around with her and I don’t chase behind worring she’s going to ruin my couch. They’re my daughter’s favorite because I haven’t made her, or actually given her, any other kind.
MY favorite popsicle is chocolate pudding popsicles. Yup, just follow the directions on the box, pour them into the popsicle molds, and patiently wait for them to freeze. Chocolate pudding popsicles make me forget what I was all in a tizzy about, too.