My son just turned one last weekend!
To celebrate, I’m sharing some real images of the event. We did get a cake-smash photo, but it was not quite what I had in mind:
I wonder what the cake was telling him? I think it was a joke.
And for those of you who really wish I would have done a drawing instead, here you go:
They say with age comes wisdom; but they surely weren’t talking about the age of one. With the age of one comes the ability to rearrange objects and redistribute them throughout the house. It’s Sammy’s latest trick.
In turn, my latest trick has been to remember where I last saw the out-of-place objects.
Cooking pasta last night, I opened the cupboard to pull out the strainer only to discover that it was missing.
“That’s right!” I told myself, “It’s next to the bed.” How silly of me to forget this logical new location!
When going to bed, I noticed the baby monitor was not in its usual spot. ”That’s right!” I told myself, ”It’s under the couch!” It works much better under there.
And the tv remote? How could I forget that it now lives next to the toilet?
You could ask me why I don’t just pick up the items when I find them. I’ll tell you why. My son loses all interest in the object once it’s been moved. He has carefully planned the new location so there it will stay. If I move the object back to my preferred location (the car keys on the hook, whhhaaatt? Crazy!) he’ll get mad. He’ll think I’m ganging up on him.
Then out of spite, he’ll actually hide the item. Or throw it away. I’m pretty sure one or two of his toys have accidentally gone the way of the dumpster in his efforts to hide them from me.
So, I just have to work on remembering things. It’s good for sharpening the memory. I’d write down the items’ new location, but my pen seems to have wandered off. And yes, I know, in this age of information I should just take a memo on my iPhone, but I’m pretty sure that it now lives in the coat closet.
Have you ever found items in strange new locations?
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