Conversation on the couch
Posted on 28 June 2009, 08:41 by Wriggle Pot
After Scout has woken after an unusual daytime nap:
Mum: Scout, did you know you are beautiful when you’re asleep?
Scout: Mum, did you know you are beautiful when I’m asleep?
Love and Marriage
Posted on 23 May 2009, 19:50 by Wriggle Pot
Conversation at the dinner table:
Mum (to Scout): I love you Scout.
Scout (to Mum): I love you, too Mummy.
Mum (to Dad): Daddy, I love you.
Dad (to Mum): I love you too, Mum.
Scout (sniggering): But you’re married!
Dad: That’s right. Who else do you know who is married?
Scout: Me!
Dad: Who are you married to?
Scout: I’m married to the Oscar.
Mum: I see. Who else is married?
Scout: I’m married to Maeve. She’s the wife and I’m the wife.
I'm a Baby!
Posted on 10 May 2009, 18:44 by Wriggle Pot
It’s my favourite thing to do, this baby caper. I go bhaaa! bhaaa! like a total baby and I crawl across the floor. I like to have a pretend dummy and snooze in my special baby bed with Lily – she’s mummy’s teddy that she got in the hospital. It makes mummydaddy a little bit frustrated to see me make like a baby, but I can’t help it. Baby’s are cool!
Baby Bear and the Lollipop Patch
Posted on 19 April 2009, 22:20 by Wriggle Pot
Dad: Did you enjoy helping Mummy and Daddy plant seeds in our new vegie patch today Scout?
Scout: Yes, I did.
Dad: Can you remember what we planted?
Scout: Um, yes I can: strawberries … and spinach …
Dad: That’s right, and … chives and basil too.
Scout: Yes.
Dad: OK, good night, sweetheart.
Scout: Daddy?
Dad: Yes, Scout?
Scout: What about lollipops?
Dad: What about them, my dear?
Scout: In the vegie patch.
Dad: Lollipops in the vegie patch?
Scout: Yeah. I want to grow lollies. At a party I saw lollipops in the garden. Let’s grow lollipops!
Dad: I don’t think lollipops grow in the ground, I’m afraid. They’re made in a factory.
Scout: Yeah. And then we can eat the factory!
Dad: Night night, Scout.
Scout: Night night Dad. Oh, Daddy?
Dad: Yes, Scout?
Scout: Say goodnight to Baby Bear too.
Dad: Good night, Baby Bear.
Scout: She says “good night Daddy” too.
Easter Hunt
Posted on 12 April 2009, 11:38 by Wriggle Pot
Woke up this morning to a card from da Bunny with white cottontails leading a path to the backyard where there were hidden eggs! 10 GLORIOUS eggs all ripe for the eating. It took me awhile to find all the eggs as I was too busy role-playing me being Harmony and all but the search was truly fruitful in the end! Can you see me happiness?
Then me Mum took ‘em away and rabbited on about RATIONING! Rationing me sweet Easter Eggs! Me mum’s gone all hard-core on me nutrition!
I Need Poo In My Mouth
Posted on 1 March 2009, 10:58 by Wriggle Pot
(snippet from a tantrum occurring at bathtime)
Dad: I need to wash your face, sweetheart.
Scout: NO DADDY!!! WE NEED TO WASH MY BOTTOM FIRST!!!
Dad: Let’s wash your face, and then we’ll wash your bottom.
Scout: NO DADDY!!! I NEED TO WASH MY BOTTOM FIRRRST!!! ARGH!!!
Dad: Erm, sweetie, we always use the cloth to wash your face first, and then your bottom, so we don’t get poo in your mouth.
Scout: I NEED POO IN MY MOUTH DADDY!!!!!!
Mummy and her Sore Head!
Posted on 12 February 2009, 18:59 by Wriggle Pot
This is mummy and me at the hospital. I’m smiling but really I’m very sad ‘cos mummy’s having a sleepover in the hospital so she doesn’t give me special cuddles before bed. It’s too bad – mummy has a veeeery big headache so daddy whisks me away if I’m getting into the tantrum groove at the hospital.
I like the nurses though, they give me some excellent attention – I’m very charming you know. And I get to cheer me mum up. I make her very happy
Weeing Champion!
Posted on 16 January 2009, 18:17 by Wriggle Pot
It hasn’t taken me long, this weeing caper. Now, I know when I want to go and wee myself up a sweet storm on the potty. I even did a poo last week! I get me a Dora Star and when I get 7 stars I get me a sweet piece of chocolate! Now, I’ll be holding on and doing pees aplenty just to get me some choc. Hee hee – me mummydaddy won’t know about me merry dance!
I'm a Kinder Now!
Posted on 9 January 2009, 18:15 by Wriggle Pot
Oh yeah, I’m in the Kinder room at the Creche. Me mummy came to pick me up the other day and she says “Baby Scout, did you enjoy creche today?” and I say “No” and she asks “Why not, Baby Scout?” and I say:
“I don’t like the People”...
First Camping Trip
Posted on 5 January 2009, 18:21 by Wriggle Pot
I had me first camping trip out to the Brisbane Ranges on the weekend. Oh, it was fine – I slept me sweet form in a tent (in the portacot – mummydaddy didn’t trust me to sleep on an airbed with only a flimsy tent between me and the bush!)
Saw meself a koala and kookaburras! Had a massive tantrum when mummy had gone into town for firewood! Oh, I was bored! It was cool to be in the bush and all, but I had no nippers to torment or big spaces to kick a ball! Daddy said it was the biggest tantrum he’d ever seen. I did love camping though. Everytime I see the tent all packed up now, I gasp “Camping! We went Camping!” Oh yeah, give me some of that outdoor lovin’!