It’s that time of year…the time of year where almost everyone* falls victim to Pumpkin Madness.
*Everyone but me.
Pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin scones, pumpkin Oreos, pumpkin Pop-Tarts…. ::shudder::
Oh, Pop-Tarts, why have thou forsaken me?
And is if that’s not enough, now there are pumpkin bagels.
Tell me: When does it all end?
Nevermind. I can answer my own question: When Christmas flavors come into season…which should be any day now since it’s mid-October.
My name is Scout, and I should be your new spokesperson. You can pay
Mom me in tall-non-fat-vanilla-bean-frappuccinos-with-a-shot-of-cinnamon-dolce-syrup.
About a month ago, Scout started rice cereal. The other day while I was mixing it up, someone stole my seat.
“Move your meat, lose your seat.”
I have no idea what they were talking about, but I’m pretty sure it can’t be good. Esme Kitty is…well…
evil a bad influence.
I hope Esme wasn’t trying to corrupt Scout’s innocent little mind.
What do you think Esme told Scout?
- A. Throw me all of your food, ok? Forget about the dog.
- B. If you promise not to grab my tail, I promise not to scratch you. Maybe.
- C. We’re the smallest people in this house, we have to stick together.
- D. It’s fun to trip Mommy. Don’t worry, she likes it. She also likes it when we attack her ankles.
- E. Other
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Scout is just a little over 4 months, and she’s interested in food. Specifically, my food.
Even more specifically, my birthday food.
A friend sent me a giant Rice Krispie Treat. It’s the length of my arm. I’m sorry I can’t hold the phone out far enough to show you the full magnitude.
Scout overheard the doctor saying she can start eating rice cereal, and she took the initiative to begin with my Rice Krispie Treat.
There was only one problem.
She is still working on hand-and-eye coordination. And she doesn’t know what a wrapper is.
May I present how Scout eats Rice Krispie Treats.
Step 1: Use Your Tongue.
Kiefer and I take responsibility for this. I may have given her a lick of my strawberry popsicle. She liked it. Then Kiefer may have given her a lick of his lime popsicle. She may have definitely not liked it.
Step 2: Try Biting.
Step 3: Show Your Frustration…
Hopefully, someone will take pity on you despite the fact that you’re a baby and have no teeth.
*Scout had her first
Pop-Tart rice cereal on Sunday. She was so excited she knocked the bowl out of my hands and all over her. Mommy Fail.