Monday, September 22, 2008

Ride 'Em Cowgirl



I've become quite a pro on pulling a wheelie on my rocking cow and I'd like to share some of my tips with ya'all.

First off is the distractionary tactic. Your parents will probably have a coronary if they see you standing up on your ride so I suggest a good "oooh look over there!" before attempting. Handy hint: Moms love things like "can you believe she is wearing THAT out in public?" and if Dad is watching you try something like "can you believe that is ALL she's wearing out in public?" A subtle distinction makes all the difference in the world.



Once you have them good and distracted, you can initiate your standing sequence. Make sure to shift your weight forward, as your diaper will offset your weight and make you bottom-heavy, particularly if you are in need of a changing.



If you are discovered standing one of two things will happen: said adults will either:

a) Shriek, wring their hands, and run over to save you from imminent fallage

OR

b) Run to get the camera to capture imminent fallage on film for all posterity

In the case of a), the recommended reaction is your best "baby" face. Apologetic, raised eyebrows, a look of confusion and maybe a little drool. When in doubt, claim ignorance. I recommend something alone these lines:



If b) has occurred, rejoice! You got the pratfall parents in the grownup lottery. The only downside is they're probably recording all of your embarrassing moments and posting them on the Internet as we speak. Look ma, on one leg!


Friday, September 19, 2008

Ahoy, A Pirate Baby's Life For Me



Shiver me timbers! Today is Talk Like A Pirate Day (in case you've been living under a rock or don't have access to FM radio.



Avast yer belly-achin and get thee to the diaper-table. My poop-deck, it needs aswabbin, lassie!




Aye? What's that? (*) Yer sayin I'm not a real pirate 'cause this is red licorice remnant on me mug and not the blood of my foes? A curse and pox on yee! You'll be ruing the day you ever made such a foul utterance come nap time. Now where's my grog, wench?!

(*) This photo is NOT photoshopped and she is NOT drunk, I swear!