Monday, September 13, 2010

Tickle Monster

Eden did something today or said something... I don't even remember what, that irked me... more than irked me... made me steamed.  I mean really steamed.  And in the moment of wanting to throw something or kick something, I decided to attack her.  I let out a Mama bear roar and then...
I attacked her viciously with tickling.  I tickled her and tickled her.  I took pleasure in seeing her crumple helplessly to the ground, incapable of giving me any impish looks, defiant stares or devilish grins.  Incapable of anything but uncontrollable twitching, snorting and writhing.
Then I stopped, my desire to maul something sated.

Later today, I got that "look" on my face because I was getting to be an unhappy camper again.  She was doing something or saying something that was getting on that same last nerve.
She recognized the look and asked:

"Mommy, you going to tickle me now?"

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Waaaaaaait . . .

Eden came up to me just now with her snack tupperware container that she discovered in her toy box.  She asked me to put cereal in it.  Since she just finished breakfast a half hour ago, I said no.  I told her she could pretend there was cereal in it.
She asked me to put Kix in the cup.  Of course, I said no.
She tried another tactic.

Eden: "Wait for to put Kix in the cup."  This is her way of saying, "What you really mean isn't that I can't have them at all, but that I just have to wait a few minutes, right?"

Mommy:  "No.  I'm not putting anything in that cup any time soon."

Eden, nodding her head to help the cause:  "Wait for Kix."

Mommy:  "Nope.  You can pretend."

For her final attempt, she placed the top of the cup over my eye, pressed it against my head and very purposefully said, "Waaaaaaaaaait for Kix..."  She left the cup there to allow the implanted thought to travel through my eye deep into my brain.  Then, a few seconds later, she took the cup off my head and looked at me.

I looked at her.

Sorry honey, you're no jedi.