Snow Days

...from Scarlett's point of view.

"Being a 6-and-a-half month old is hard work.  I don't ask for a lot -- just constant attention and entertainment every waking moment of every day.  During our snow days, Mommy likes to try to get housework, like laundry, dishes, and cleaning done. Ha! No deal.  If she's busy doing that, then she's not playing with me!  Sometimes I give her a break if she gives me a toy to play with. Oh, who am I kidding?  They're not for playing, they're for chewing.  Anyway, she must also sing and dance and just generally act goofy if I'm going to let her put me down for more than 5 minutes.

 

"Sometimes Mommy lets me get close to this elusive creature.  I don't know what it is, but it looks like my stuffed animals.  But it moves and makes funny noises.  We have stare-downs sometimes.  All I want is to grab a handful of her hair to put in my mouth, but Mommy won't let me.  It's a rough life sometimes.  At least I got to sit on the big bed for awhile.  Happy Day!

"Not to brag or anything, but I've recently learned to sit on my own.  I still need to be surrounded by pillows, because if I topple over, I'm pretty sure I will die.  It happened once, and I somehow survived.  I think Mommy's hugs and kisses have healing powers.  Otherwise I would have been a goner.  I still screamed loud and long enough to warn her she better never let that happen again though!

"Also, no big deal, but I can drink out of a sippy cup now!  And I'm even drinking water like Mommy!  I'm practically a grown up.  We practice this a lot during our snow days, and I've gotten pretty good at it.  I only drool or spit about half of every sip now instead of the whole thing!

"While I'm busy being awesome in my bouncer and speaking in my native language of squeals, whines, and pterodactyl sounds, Mommy works on cooking some yummy, healthy meals to eat during the cold and snowy days.  All I want more than anything in this world is to taste some of the food Mommy and Daddy get to eat!  It seems to be some sort of delicacy that they do not deem my palate to be sophisticated enough to eat.  So instead, they give me some cold, mushy junk every day.  It's not that bad, I guess.  It tastes exponentially better when delivered to my mouth accompanied by airplane or choo choo train sounds.  But I just know the food that Mommy and Daddy are eating is better!  Maybe someday they will let me try it.

"Sitting here watching Mommy cook sure is tiring!  Plus she stuck this green thing in my mouth that always makes me feel sleepy.  Mommy and Daddy call it "the mute button," whatever that means.  Mommy also put my soft blanket with the silky edges on me, and whenever I so much as touch that thing, my eyes just fall shut.  I protest because I don't want to miss a single moment of our exciting snow days!  But Mommy is cruel, and won't take the magic mute button or soft blanket away. I succumb to their powers and fall into a deep sleep."

 

"I don't like to take long naps, so I will probably be awake in 20-40 minutes to do this all again!  Mommy seems giddy with happiness that she gets to spend so much time with me during our snow days.  I'm pretty awesome like that.  And not to mention adorable.  She says winter is not so bad with me around!"