Pros and Cons of being a 14 month old toddler

I know what you all think. He is 14 months old. What luck. I tell you something it is not lucky. According to me there are no big advantages in being an on-the-way-official toddler.

What? I hear you say. What about all the birthday toys, the great milestone from crawling to walking, pointing at what you like, screaming at what you don’t want and most importantly what about this first word (that still does not properly exist for me)?

Well I will tell you the truth about everything.

The biggest present you get for your first birthday  is a Mega Vaccine from Mr the doctor. This is the real truth. This even includes the MMR vaccine, yes believe me. I got at least 5 needles  in my pretty little leg and little bum. Yes it’s true. It was horrific. And then I had a bump in my leg for at least a week.

Then let me tell you about this crawling to walking milestone. I started crawling when I was 6 month. Yes 6 month. So you would understand that I still want to crawl as I mastered the art perfectly. I do some walking steps to impress them but that’s all. I like my crawling, I will only walk if I have to preserve my chocolate cake while on the go from the kitchen to the living room.

And regarding that famous first word, I am what one would call a bilingual child. My mother speaks French to me, and my dad speaks English to me. Therefore my brain can only cope with so much and the only word I can really say is Nana which means nothing in either language although I should try to create a dictionary only with this word. This word can mean so much according to the circumstances.

The biggest let down is the less and less breastmilk I am being offered these days, because I am such a big boy Mommy keeps saying.

But this morning, my worst nightmare occured. You see I have a cold so I woke up at 5 am this morning for some gold healing breastmilk for my itchy throat. And there Mommy did the unthinkable. Instead of giving me my only breastmilk of the day in the morning or early morning  she prepared my cup with whole milk and honey in it.

I screamed. Yes I screamed my lungs out. And then Mommy explained, she was not feeling up for it anymore, she said something about being unwell and tired and that she was (What did she say again?) Pregnant, and she  had nausea, and she wanted to throw up all day long, and dizziness etc..etc.. and that it’s not that she did not  love me anymore  but she just could not do it anymore she was too tired. Blah blah blah… and then (finally, the most important thing she said) that I would get to have a little brother or sister in some time and for that she had to make sure she was not too tired for that… In brief, she had tears in her eyes.

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t be so dramatic, it’s only milk…And if it’s only about sharing Mommy I can do it” I thought.

I smiled to her, and took my green cup and drank all the yummy whole milk with honey Mommy prepared for me with all her love. Yummy milk!

I have to say I love my green cup, I love my milk with the little bit of honey in it, especially when I have a cold it is just succulent!

ps: Mommy if you want me to do something, you just have to explain. I am not a baby anymore,  I am 14 months old!

On my way to Bethlehem

As you noticed I have been pretty busy recently. My doudou and I have travelled around the United Kingdom recently. We like travelling.

I took my doudou to Bethlehem. You are thinking “This 1 year old has no idea where Bethlehem is” but I do.

We went to Bethlehem in South Wales!

Bethlehem road sign

We went to Bethlehem through the Brecon Beacons National Park. It was so pretty there was loads of green grass, sheep, and wind! Loads and loads of wind.

Carmathenshire, view of the river Towy

Carmathenshire, view of the river Towy

Brecon Beacons National Park sign

Brecon Beacons National Park sign

Brecon Beacons National Park Panorama

Brecon Beacons National Park Panorama

Lexicon of a toddler

Today I’d like to dedicate this post to:

the meaning of the world “nana”.

As you know I am a 1 year old toddler, and adults make no effort whatsoever to understand what we toddlers say everyday. So I’d like to share my lexicon with you grown-ups. My one word is “nana” which means different things according to the context.

Example a) Mommy when I point with my pointer finger at your right breast and I say “nana” with saliva drolling out of my mouth: It means I want your milk. It does not mean I have fever or am being grumpy, it just means I want your milk.

Example b) Daddy when you carry me, and I scream “nana” pointing at the cookie jar of Welsh cakes, made by my lovely Grandma, it means I want a Welsh cake. I don’t want to go for a nap. No, I am not tired. Just give me the Welsh cakes made by Grandma, with love, just for me.

six Welsh cakes in a plastic box

6 Welsh cakes in a plastic box

Hand of toddler in a Welsh Cake tupperware container

Hand of toddler in a Welsh Cake tupperware container

c) Why do you give me a healthy banana while you eat a  Gluten-free “Moelleux au chocolat” only for adults? If I scream “nana” pointing at your mouth full of chocolate cake. Please just give me a little crumb of chocolate cake.

Piece of chocolate cake gluten-free on plate

Piece of chocolate cake gluten-free on plate

I hope that today you have learned something valuable.

ps: Note to fellow toddlers, thank you for your support!

Whodunnit ?

There are lots of pros and cons for every situation. But one of the big cons about being a baby is that each time something happens in the house the baby always gets blamed.

Take for example yesterday, I was minding my own business, doing my own thing. For some reason I ended up in the bathroom. And oh to my surprise what did I see in the toilet bowl?  Mommy’s plastic tea tree oil bottle of. Look you see.

Baby hands on toilet seat

So I investigated whodunnit, as I consider myself a baby detective.

Baby detective: Whodunnit?

As I was there investigating whodunnit, I asked myself these three big questions:

- Who will profit from the crime?

- Who had the opportunity and the means to do that?

- In the name of logic: Who could do something so petty?

I could only find two possible answers it could have been only either Mommy or Daddy.

Considering Daddy works hard all day and is responsible, logical and not hormonal, it could only be Mommy.

Mommy why would you throw a plastic bottle in the toilet bowl? Why? It is possible she suffers from baby brain! (She always says that to cover up any mistakes!) But her own bottle?  Really?

Hold on I know whodunnit, the toilet monster. Yes, of course, the toilet monster ate the plastic bottle!

Image of a baby head over toilet bowl

Toilet Monster reveal yourself!

Note to Mommy: I did not do it, the toilet monster did it. I love you.

Baby Game: Shape sorting, throw the ball and other stuff

Today the weather was nice, Mommy let me played outside for the first time. This morning she put me on the grass and she threw the ball at me. I crawled towards it, picked it up and threw it back to her with both my hands. It was exciting, I loved this baby game.

Later in the afternoon I played another baby game: The shape sorter.

This game consists of putting colourful plastic shapes (triangle, square, circle and others) into holes of the same shape in a colourful plastic cylinder. 50% of the time I throw the shape in the air with frustation, 25% of the time Mommy helps me before I throw the shape away, the rest of the time I do it all on my own. Boy I am good!

But my favourite baby game these days is standing up without holding anything. I only manage a few seconds but this is the real thing!

Oh I forgot, I know how to clap my hands especially when Mommy sings “Wind the bobbin up, wind the bobbin up, pull, pull clap, clap, clap. Wind it back again, wind it back again, pull, pull, clap, clap, clap. Point to the ceiling, point to the floor, point to the window, point to the door, clap your hands together 1,2,3 put your hands on your knees.” So these days I clap away…

3 Top Baby Games when it’s raining outside

What are my 3 favourite Baby Games when it’s raining outside?

1) Top 1 Baby Game: The Dishwasher.

I love the dishwasher. It is my favourite game whatever the weather.*

Top 1 Baby Game in rainy weather: The Dishwasher !

Top 1 Baby Game in rainy weather: The Dishwasher !

Top 2 Baby Game: Tearing the toilet paper apart. I love this activity, it requires a lot of attention.  You have to tear the pieces exactly straight and as long as possible and then get them as small as possible. This is quite a focused activity. This activity can be performed in any room of the house, but my favourite place to play it is in the bathroom**!

Top 2 Baby Game in a rainy day: Tearing Toilet paper

Top 2 Baby Game in a rainy day: Tearing Toilet paper

Top 3 Baby Game: The famous tricycle.  I love my  Smart Trike Tricycle, even when it’s raining I like to go outside.  My mommy is a genius. She took the rain cover from the pram and put it on the handle of  the smart trike and over the handle: So I am all protected from the rain. Although be careful not to put it on your baby’s face, so he can breath!***

Top 3 Baby Game in rainy weather: My tricycle in the rain!

Note to all parents who wants thier baby top participate in one of the Baby Games above:

*For health and safety reasons do not let your baby play with the dishwasher.  This picture above was taken by careless parents! This reminds me of the time when Mommy was explaining to Daddy why he should cut my grapes before feeding them to me longitudinally and not transversally, from the top to the bottom and not vice versa. While she was talking I took the bread knife from the dishwasher. Daddy took it away from me.

** Do not let the baby play alone with the toilet paper, he/ she might eat it!

*** Be careful not to put it on your baby’s face, so he can breath!

Enjoy your Baby Game today if it’s raining!

Nursery Rhyme: Humpty Dumpty!

I love also the nursery rhyme about humpty dumpty. Do you know it? These are the lyrics:

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

humpty dumpty had a great fall

all the king’s horses

and all the king’s men

couldn’t put humpty

together again”

Isn’t this nursery rhyme dark and dramatic. I love it! Do you also?

The seriousness of this nursery rhyme reminds me of the seriousness of watching my Mommy preparing my food when I am really hungry.

Today we were in a playgroup and my Mommy was singing to me “Humpty Dumpty” with other Moms. While Mommy was singing for my pleasure, I was trying to ride the bike and my good toddler friend “Phillipe” was crawling along, pushing a train with each hand. Just as Mommy reached the part where Humpty Dumpty fell off his wall, Phillip bumped into me, I fell on him, we both cried…As I said “Humpty Dumpty” is dramatic.

We love Humpty Dumpty!

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