Especially Different
Every once in a while someone will ask me how I manage to post something here every. single. day. I normally respond by saying it's really not that hard once you get in the habit of doing it. Plus, I genuinely enjoy the challenge of figuring out what about that day made it different from all others. That's really the key for me; if I don't know what to write I ask myself, "Self, what did Alexis do today that stood out?" Good, bad, or ugly, it's a question that always has an answer.
Yesterday, however, my brain couldn't process that thought all that well. It was nonfunctional after rushing around like a crazy person to get errands done then capping the day with the mind-numbingly awful music at that cult-like place we call gymnastics. I totally slacked on managing to note that a couple of really "outstanding" things transpired.
1-It's hard to explain why this is a HUGE FREAKIN' DEAL, but Alexis went first during an activity at gymnastics. Alexis is not a Go First kind of girl. She is a Hang Back and Watch Everyone Else kind of girl. It's not to say she doesn't have some signs of mad leadership skillz goin' on, she just prefers to observe before showing everybody how it is done. I can absolutely relate (hello? Apple? Tree? Yup.), but there is NO WAY I would have been willing to be the first to show a new thing on the balance beam. So, go Team Alexis!
2-Somebody needs to fess up. In our midst is someone who has clearly tortured the poor Toddler in a way that defies logic. For two and three quarter years, the child has been zen with the vacuum. She has ignored it, rode it, pushed it, licked it (seriously), and generally been totally OK with its existence. She's had plenty of opportunities to turn against the thing. After all, we have lots of furry things running around our house. If we don't vacuum up all the fur the cats, dogs, and husband leave behind at least once per day the living room floor starts to look like a giant crusty sheep.
And yet, yesterday the poor kid started shrieking and bawling as she climbed walls in a fit of sheer terror while Mr. Husband vacuumed. The vacuum is SUDDENLY Toddler Enemy #1. The only explanation I can think of is that someone has either been giving her Dyson hickeys in her sleep or they've been dumping the dust/fur/food/other things too disgusting to think about in her bowl of Wheaties. Who did it? Who traumatized the kid into being scared to death of Mr. Dyson?
When I find out? That will make for a "different" sort of day. Ahem.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Reader Comments (26)
I cannot understand a toddler mind--their thoughts are more chaotic than mine and that is scary ;)
little girls crack me up!!
so serious, and so sensitive.
LOVE IT!
What a sweetie!
And dude, you post EVERY day?
I bow down.
asks (crossing out said) if we can make Team Alexis t-shirts or web buttons? You know, to be like "The Hills" or something.
Hehe! My oldest son has always had a love hate relationship with the vacuum, it's so strange! Hope she gets over it soon.
Our children are endless surprises. going first, then screaming in the presence of the vacuum cleaner. What next?
J FREEZES each time I turn on the vacuum. In the middle of playing with a toy, FREEZE. Walking around, pulling the toilet paper around the house. FREEZE. Eating. FREEZE. You get it . . .
It is so funny, that I vacuum just for the entertainment value.
My floors are really clean . . . kinda. No. Not really. Hello CHEERIO.
I think she is trying to tell you to give the Dyson to me.
Cause I totally want one. But my 'Dyson fund' keeps getting raided to pay for pretty shoes... ;)
I LOVE that she went first! Go, Alexis! I know the music is annoying, but that had to make up for it, somewhat. I need to write a post about freakity fracking Kindermusic soon.
Ha Ha. She's just setting you up so when she's 10 and you give her vacumming as a chore, she can say "It hurts my ears"
Its all a set-up for preteen years.
I've never known Dyson to be the hickey-giving kind. He'll suck up puppies though.
Silly girl! Dysons are great and not to be feared! YOu have to fix that fear! No girl in her right mind would fear a dyson...a hoover maybe. Maybe mr husband chased her with it recently trying to be funny? Mine would do that just for a laugh....no wonder we have so many issues!
Our dog used to never be afraid of the vacuum, until my husband was running the sweeper on the stairs and didn't bother to do it properly and it fell down the stairs - on him, knocking him on his butt. The dog went crazy - barking and running around. Now, she is scared to death of the vacuum. I blame my husband.
Not comparing your daughter to my dog, but I'm just sayin....
No telling what set off the Dyson fear. May be something harmless. Our dog chewed up our expensive Kirby, though, because the Hunny teased her with the ancient vacuum we first had. They'd play a game with it, and she'd attack it when he vacuumed. Or when the door bell rang. or the phone rang. Or someone walked down the street.
at least she hasn't resorted to trying to destroy the thing... yet. Justin bought me a vacuum one year for my birthday (I totally asked for it, so against his judgement, he did buy it for me), and the VERY NEXT DAY when I went to vacuum? yeah. My dog had chewed the plug off that sucker. He really really REALLY hates that vacuum with a PASSION. I have to kick him outside before I vacuum. Heck, I can't even say the word vacuum!
Blame the daddy. Always blame the daddy.
My puppy developed a sudden fear of the vacuum. She was fine for 6 months, then suddenly she wet herself when I turned it on. I blamed my husband. Odd, considering he never touches the vacuum, but I still say he caused it.
She is absolutely adorable!
Poor Alexis. She can join Alex and they can take on the vacuum together. He's petrified of it when it's on and when I turn it off, he runs to it and tries to knock it over, banging on it and yelling.
That's great that she went first! Way to go, Alexis :)
Posting every day is so hard! BUT, I'm glad YOU do it because I know I'll get my daily dose of 'burgh humor!
And, GO ALEXIS! Being first is hard!
Yay for Alexis for going first! That's awesome.
Wonder what's up with the vacuum thing...
What did I take from today's post (besides thinking A is adorable)? Jealousy of your Dyson. I need one. Badly!
I hope I never have to choose between my toddler and my Dyson!! I love them both so much :-) !!!!
*Discreetly points at Papuga*
I'm not even saying anything...but you know what I'm talking about.
*wink wink*
poor girlie! Who knows why they snap, but they do. Sissy still hates the vacuum and she's 9. I'm not sure when it started but she wasn't always that way. Hope this vacuphobia doesn't last!
So this would make my Mr Husband Christmas gift suggestion of the hand-held a no go?
I'm still jealous that you have a Dyson. I have a p.o.s. that just pushes the pet schmutz around instead of sucking any of it up. *sigh*
LOL! I call it delayed toddler reaction.