Showing posts with label toddler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toddler. Show all posts

Friday, September 3, 2010

I'm too sexy for my Porsche 911 GT3.


Okay, so that isn't my GT3.  In fact, I don't even own a Porsche, but this title seemed a little catchier and interest-grabbing than "Really Cute Stuff My Chubby Toddler Does."  At least I didn't use some sexual innuendo like most marketing ploys to suck you into readership.  I have kids.  I would NEVER sink to that (wink, wink).

So, through autism and pregnancy, it occurred to me that my youngest, Maddie Reese, rarely gets any pen time in my blogs or journal, even though she is a great source of much comedic and insightful material.  Maddie (short for Madison) is 18 months old and my Valentine's baby; she even looks like a cherub with her chubby porcelain cheeks and sandy blond locks of curls.  She has hardly the sweetness of one, however, as proven by her just chucking the TV remote at the coffee table in a fit of rage.  I would like to blame that trait on my husband, but we both have Italian tempers and neither of us can lay blame. Besides her penchant for throwing things and her hot temper, she is genuinely inquisitive and extremely smart.  She is learning words by the dozen, even if there is no rhyme or reason to the order in which she obtains them.  She says the obvious, like Mommy, Daddy, baby, kitty, sissy.  And, then there are random words and phrases - get down, yo-yo, gimme, ready, okay, mickey mouse, car, shoe, juice, go, no, mine and thank you.

Maddie also has a weird obsession with shoes (gets that from Nick) and the desire to put things on her head and body...underwear, shorts, shirts, goggles, hats, headbands, jewelry, purses...you name it.  Not really sure where this one comes from.  She helps herself to the pantry and usually goes straight for the Craisins, her favorite snack.  She will eat almost anything you put in front of her, and she is no stranger to grabbing a bag of chips, pulling her yellow plush Elmo chair up to the TV, grabbing the remote and relaxing with some cartoons.  She's like an old man.  And, her signature trademark - the Maddie scowl.  She can give you a look that will melt icicles.  It is mean and jarring and she has been doing that since birth.  It even was seen in her 4D ultrasound when I was still pregnant with her.

Maddie takes after my Dad's side of the family, at least as far as height is concerned.  She is just under 3 feet tall which just so happens to be 14 inches shorter than her 6-year old sister.  At this rate of growth, she is predicted to be 5'9" or better.  I am 5"5".  Her fair skin and icy blue eyes stem from my mom's Norwegian roots, but her boisterous attitude and LOUD voice is all Nick - 100% Sicilian.  But, so is her sweet nature and cunning smile.  She is a handful already.  She will truly be a force to be reckoned with as a teenager.  Can you hear the excitement in my voice?

But, she is my baby and we share a special bond.  I don't want her to grow anymore; I want to keep her a baby forever.  Plus, my arms are tired and I need a break.  :)