You might be sitting there right now, flipping through your usual go-to pages on the Internet, drinking your afternoon cup of coffee before you get back to it. You might be bored. You might be anxious about something–say, for instance, the fact that you’re moving in a week and have been avoiding the packing for so long that you very well might still be here shoving sippy cups and ratty t-shirts into boxes when the new owner starts moving her own stuff in next Friday (no? That’s just me?). You might be cursing out the woman in the cubicle next to you who insists on microwaving leftover fish each day for lunch, or listening to your baby wake from his nap even though you were counting on another twenty minutes of relative peace (yep. That’s me). You might be sad, or hungry, or tired, or in desperate need of a pedicure and hoping the warm temperatures don’t arrive before you get a chance to get your spring toes on. Well, never mind, you. Don’t worry about it. Because here’s the thing: I have a 14-month-old. A very happy, impish, loving, cuddly, good sport of a 14-month-old, I might add. And I, as a stay-at-home, full-time, round-the-clock, primary caregiver to said happy 14-month old, I spend a lot of time with him. You know as well as I do, these kids of ours? They can teach us a lot about how to live, especially when we’re doing our worst jobs of it. My youngest, as it turns out, is no exception.
How to live like a 14-month-old:
And my favorite?
There you have it, folks, straight from the 14-month-old’s, er, mouth. And if I could just get him to show me how to use this packing tape? I’d be set.