Toddler Antics

Lil’ Toot. Can You believe I’m nine months old? I recently became a Teenager, and will be so until I’m two years old. We’ve had lovely adventures together, Gentle Reader, with more to come. As a Teen, there’s prospects to destroy Things on the Horizon. My imagination is rampant. Living unstuck.

But I’m also at the Toddler Phase, which is a challenge to Mom. When We are out for a Walk, I’m like a Hoover Vacuum. Anything on the ground is Fair Game. The other Day, I had the Runs. Yup, it was Rabbit Poo. She now has eyes like a Hawk. Any time My head starts to dip toward the Ground? She quickly moves Us along. No fun at all. Living unstuck.

I wonder: Do You have a Little One You hover over? Or do You let Them be? I say: It’s best to hover. Mom claims it saves on Clean Up Time. (I don’t get It, Myself.) Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#toddler-antics

Cleaning with a toddler around is like raking leaves in a hurricane.

—Etsy