Toddler years are some of the most interesting years of your life. And I don’t mean for the toddler.
In example, every now and then my son will come crawl into bed with me in the middle of the night. He doesn’t usually wake me up either. I don’t even know he is there until I somewhat wake up to roll over and there he is.
Now, he has been potty-trained for a few months now. He doesn’t need a pull-up anymore. But, there are still accidents every now and then. Ok, fine, that is part of having a toddler. The part I have a problem with is….most of his nighttime accidents seem to happen in MY bed.
Not his bed where the mattress is made for with accidents in mind. Where the wet spot doesn’t absorb into the mattress. Nope. My bed. My queen sized pillow top mattress that is NOT waterproof!
On another note, toddler years are interesting because you never know what you might find them doing.
One of my mom’s favorite events was one day we are sitting in the living room. The boy has his own little recliner and a table he eats on. He was eating cereal, and I look over and he has a Fred, from Scooby Doo, in his cereal. A toy Fred. So, with her being on her phone all she knows is that she randomly hears me say “Get Fred out of your cereal!”
Then there is what he was doing last night.
Here he is doing what looks like a normal thing. Eating some yogurt.
However, upon further inspection you find, he is doing a normal thing abnormally.
That is right, my son was using the handle end of a spoon to eat his yogurt. As you can see he knows the right way to use a spoon since that is how he started his yogurt and how he finished. But somewhere in between he chose to do things a little differently.
Oh the joy of toddlers!
“Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.”
— Psalm 127:3
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