Well its official my child is a toddler. The dreaded stage............ where as one mommy I know puts it you have to save them from killing them selves. Gone are the days when I could cajole my daughter to sleep a few more minutes or hours. Now a days its up at dawn and start running and dont stop till ya drop. I bet she ll make an excellent personal trainer, her clients will be begging for mercy just like her number one client, her mommy.
When she was young I used to take her out for a walk in her carrier to the park where I used to meet other mommy's. At times I would lament about my massive weight gain during pregnancy to which they would reply oh don't worry about it, wait till she starts running all this weight will just melt off. Well we are at that stage now and along with the strenuous training comes the diet restrictions as well. These days my daughters choicest foods are pebbles, sand, buttons, pencil shavings, paper and such deliciousness.
One of my aunts used to say about kids who ate paper that they were little thetaz (person of very high mental caliber). Than come stuff which is on the floor. Food tastes infinitely better when its eaten off the carpet or the floor, the natural sauces of dirt and grime are much better than any Tabasco you might have tasted. Infact I can go as far as to say its better than the tasty treats at Maza grill :)
There is a famous essay by Ibn Insha on children diets. He writes about this man who is complaining of a stomach ache and goes to the doctor. The doctor tell him to start a children style diet. The man goes home but after a week is still complaining of a stomach ache, so he goes back to the doctor. The doctor asks him did you try the children style diet I told you about; the man goes yes but my tummy ache is worse than before; to this the doctor asks what did you eat? the man replies I ate tich buttons, pencil shavings, thread, paper, anything off the floor I could find.....
Even more mortifying than the dietary requirements of my child is her behavior outside the home. I mean I feed her I honest to goodness do, I infact always feed her to the maximum capacity when we are going to some one's place but the moment we enter another persons house she is hungry again. At this point I ll quickly grab a plate and load it with food and bring it to her but she just does not like to eat from my plate, it is always more fun to eat another kids food or food from some one else's plate who is not mommy.
So well these are the latest adventures in mommy town, join me next time for some fun stuff about my little tarzan and her antics regarding jumping on tables...
