Part of my little guy's usual breakfast will include a cheese-string (lately, anyway). He likes cheese, it's easy for him to hold, and when he starts getting bored I start a little string-pull for him and he's happy to rip off the string of cheese to shove in his mouth which gets him to eat just a little more.
The other day was not unlike any other. We got up, got changed and before I put on the coffee, I gave him his cheese-string to get him started on breakfast while I was busy. As was typical, he toddled off to wander about while I made coffee which took me all of 2 minutes.
By the time I was done, he'd made his way back to the kitchen...empty-handed.
me: "Baby, baby where's your cheese-string?"
Baby: "Hah?"
me: "What did you do with your cheese-string?"
Baby: "Hah?"
me: "Show mommy where you put your cheese-string."
Baby: "Bup!" *puts arms up to be picked up*
me: *picks him up* "Okay, where's your cheese-string?"
Baby: *hugs me*
Great.
I put him down and tried to retrace his steps from the last 2 minutes to see where this cheese-string had gone so I could re-claim it before it was forgotten and was left to rot in some random corner somewhere in the house.
I knew he'd come from his playroom so that's where I headed first. I checked the floor, I checked the chairs, I checked in his little pedal car. Nothing. I stood in the middle of the room to assess the situation.
If I were a toddler, where would I put my cheese-string?
Then I spotted it.
Duh, obviously, mommy. What a thoughtful little monkey.
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For those of you who don't know, this little dinosaur sings a song when you turn him on:
I'm a hungry dinosaur
Who likes to eat
So please feed me
a healthy treat!
I'm going to chalk it up to my little guy just following instructions.
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