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March 23, 2004
Evil at a Young Age
When you're a baby and awake at 4 or 5 a.m. bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and mom and dad are sound asleep, you can do things in your crib. You begin by removing your diaper. Easy, just pull and tug at it until it comes off. Then jump up and down in the crib, and make sure your feet land inside the diaper. Sing while you do this, because none of the grown-ups are coming into the room to silence you.
After a while you become bored. You decide to liven things up, and pick up the diaper from under your feet and play with it for a while. You find things in the diaper, strange-looking things. You pick up the things and begin throwing them across the room, hitting the walls, the floor, and your sister, who is asleep in her bed. Then you look down and see some of that stuff on your hands. You decide that the bars on the crib would be a good place to wipe it off. Then you're suddenly tired from all this activity, and find a corner of the crib that is untouched by the earlier commotion. You sit down, then you lay down, falling fast asleep.
Suddenly you awake, hearing things. You open up one eye while rubbing the other one with your hand. The next thing you know, one of the grown-ups is there, and her voice is REALLY LOUD. Since you don't speak that language yet, you wonder why it's so noisy all of a sudden. You pull yourself up, put your arms up in the air with hands open wide, speaking your own language of "pick me up!" Then you hear the loud noise all over again.
According to my mother, that's what I did when I was a baby.
Cindy
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Comments
Heh. I just came here from Kat's weblog where the hot topic of the day is feces.
What is it with the poop stories today?
Could this be descibed as a "shitty" day? Eh?
Brain matter deposited by: Casey on March 23, 2004 4:31 PM
Fecal stories and groceries. I found numerous references on groceries today.
Quite the little shit, weren't you? I got a few of those little surprises myself, when I had babies. :-)
Brain matter deposited by: Kat on March 23, 2004 5:06 PM
my daughters BOTH did that to me once. they decided that they didn't like the wallpaper and so ripped off their (full) nappies and stuck them on the wall. shit was everywhere - there hair, bodies, beds, the curtains, the bars of their cots, the floor ....
and then there was the time they found their father's pot of vaseline ....
Brain matter deposited by: zed on March 24, 2004 12:56 PM