The power of genetics is amazing. Today I witnessed its magic in full effect as my daughter used food as an adhesive.
See what happened there? Overjoyed to finally open the remainder of her birthday gifts (further proof that i suuuuuck…yes, her birthday was January 24th on which day e, gav, and i gave her one of her gifts, planning on giving her the remainder at her party the following sunday…today i remembered those gifts were still buried in the closet…man), she disassembled this farm animal puzzle as she doesn’t care so much about assembling puzzles as she does playing with the individual pieces.
I get a brief reprieve from baby-on-boob to grab a quick bite in the kitchen. Gab’s in the floor with her farm animals and insists on a piece of the fabulous American cheese I’m wolfing down. (i know, sucky quick bite, eh? no lies here…quick bite=unwrapping cheese slices to shove in my mouth en route back to babies with insatiable appetites for boob) I know she doesn’t like this cheese, but hey, whatever. Go for it, babe.
As I’m guzzling orange juice from the carton (i am a total uncivilized pig), I look down and see the above spectacle. Gab has ‘glued’ her farm animals together with cheese.
I have no idea what was going on in her cute little head. She finished up the cheese glue fest with a small pile of queso on the horse’s head. ???
I say this is genetics in full effect as I once used ketchup to glue a series of Mickey Mouse cards all over my mother’s dining room wall. I don’t remember my age at the time, but I can recall initially having tape in my possession which Mom snatched away and dutifully told me ‘not to tape those damn cards on the wall.’ Don’t tape them to wall? She didn’t mention anything about gluing them to the wall. Gluing them with ketchup.
I think next holiday season when wrapping presents, I’ll use ketchup and cheese.
7 responses so far ↓
tpgoddess0103 // February 11, 2008 at 7:52 pm |
Wow – and your mom let you live after the ketchup incident? Guess her patience paid off as now you have mini-you exacting revenge
It’s pretty interesting actually! I mean, how creative is THAT?
onthecurb // February 11, 2008 at 8:00 pm |
Oooh, I know…I’m lucky to be alive. One of those ‘ketchup cards’ stayed on the wall for many years…it was tucked away in a corner behind a cabinet.
Yes, our kids pay us back ten-fold for any hell we ever gave our parents. I dread the eyeball rolling days. I’m really gonna pay for that.
Gab is a creative one. She comes up with some doozies.
Grandy // February 11, 2008 at 11:11 pm |
Cheese!! Give that girl a can of spray cheese and she’ll spackle your walls to boot, I bet!!
Been lookin’ for ya lovely lady. Hope you’re hangin’ in there alright!!
Nylonthread // February 12, 2008 at 10:39 am |
Adorable! Clever! And yet, eeeewwwww. I’ve found chunks of dried cheese in those childproofing doorknob covers at our house. My kids hoard like squirrels.
Speaking of food dear Dee, have you heard of menudo? It’s some kind of tripe soup with Mexican origins. I mention it because AJS has discovered it, adores it, and has been eating it for lunch on the weekends. This past Saturday he actually made a batch from scratch. It looks and smells like the vilest, foul, foul witch’s brew to me, but to each his own. Uggghhh.
mightiadd // February 12, 2008 at 5:53 pm |
Happy birthday, Dee! Don’t ask me how I know this now (and I hope I got it right?), but you’re in my calendar to remind me to drop you a line with sweet wishes for the year ahead.
It sounds like such a lovely party.
wrekehavoc // February 13, 2008 at 7:50 am |
don’t feel so bad, dee. BC’s birthday was in december. i still haven’t set a date for a party
behold the power of cheeeeeeeese. is there nothing it can’t do?
Mary Lynn // March 10, 2008 at 4:51 pm |
That’s hilarious! I can totally see my daughter doing something like that. Oh, the incredible versatility of cheese!