Aargh! But Awww! But Aargh!

This is so aggravating.  I can’t remember the name of a book I had when I was a kid, I mentioned it in another post.  All I really remember is that there was a girl called Ginny and an Arab stallion in it.  It’s bad enough that I can’t remember it but since I’ve written that post, lots of other people who can’t remember the name have found my blog.

 Every single day, I get at least one view from someone who has searched for the words Ginny and Arab Stallion only to find me, someone else who hasn’t a bog.  Maybe one day, one of these people will find out the name and think, oh, remember that blogger who freaked out about finding the name of this book…I think I’ll go back and tell her, put her out of her misery….I live in hope.

That’s all I wanted to say…

That’s a lie, I want to say a lot more but I won’t 🙂

Except this one tiny little bit.  Because it made me go, awwwww.  I put my daughter into her highchair and gave her something to nibble on.  I got my son a snack too but he went to the fridge and got himself a yoghurt.  He’s only three but if anything were to happen to me, he would feed himself no bother.  He hates anyone doing anything for him.  He thinks he’s the man of the house.  He’s sitting in front of me now telling his toys to go asleep (because he knows I’m thinking that exact same thing about him). 

I didn’t pay any attention to him, I was in the middle of looking for something.  Anyway, a few minutes later I looked around and he had pulled the kitchen chair right in front of the high chair and fed his little sister the yoghurt.  Then he got some tissue and cleaned her face.  THEN he got a bottle of milk and tried to give her that too but she was too busy laughing at him to drink it.  It was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.  Seriously.  She ended up nodding off in her chair and he kept telling me to shush because “Bell speep”.  He meant Bell is asleep just in case you didn’t get it.  He put all of his trains into my bed (luckily this time I saw him do it and didn’t just lay on them like I usually do) and covered them with his blankey and whispered to them, “There, there, fas speep” (Fast asleep), my wee heart melted as I saw him.

Just one more tiny bit, I promise!  I’ve been potty training him, it’s going well.  But on two occasions today, the po has been knocked over just as it has been filled up…Sigh…I mean, Aargh!


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    yankeechick said,

    Awww! He sounds adorable!! Little boys are so damn cool! Which is a real recent discovery of mine, BTW. I never liked them until August 5, 2000, which just happens to be the day my first grandson was born! What a coincidence, huh?!

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    clairec23 said,

    Amazing coincidence! It must have been meant to be 🙂

    Boys are deadly, I was scared to have a girl when I was pregnant with my daughter because I thought there is no way they can be as fun as a boy – luckily I was wrong 🙂

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    cardiogirl said,

    It’s so sweet when siblings take care of each other and model their behavior after Mom. Ugh, potty training, I do not want to start with my youngest who is 2 years and 4 months. She doesn’t really get it, but she likes to take off her diaper and sit on the potty seat.

    Then she walks around sans a diaper and looks at the floor confused when she wets herself. So frustrating. Good luck.

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    clairec23 said,

    Thanks, mines way overdue, he just wasn’t ready before I got pregnant then I wasn’t arsed with the effort while I was pregnant or when I was breastfeeding so now I’m finally getting my act together.

    It is cute, I’m so relieved, because sometimes he completely ignores her.

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