Zosie's individual blog is going on hiatus

... b/c I'm combining the kids. I know, I know...

Freh frighs and munkins

 
So Z wants a "mun-kin" which is a muffin. Since she ignored her first half and eventually gave it to the dog, I wasn't keen to give the second part to him either. So I told her "Mommy's making French fries for lunch. Then she was distraught that Mommy wouldn't give her "freh fry" now. I said, "They're still frozen. You wanna see?" So I took one out of the bag and gave it to her. Happy as a clam, she skittered away to her table and sucked that fry like a Dreamsicle.

She just tossed it to the dog. In the end, he gets it all. 

Competitive parenting

I just read this at Blogging Baby. Sarah writes that she was at her pediatrician's office and some "competitive" parents decided not to waste an opportunity wherein their daughter could be learning so they put her on the floor to make her practice crawling.

Good gakking god.

I would no sooner lay my child on the floor to crawl in a public place than I would let him/her lick a restroom doorknob.

I forget where I was but I remember once running into a competitive parent who decided to one-up me with Zoe. It was some ridiculous thing like crawling. Her child was SO developed! Brag brag brag. What does your baby do? Well, she likes music and... Oh isn't that nice; mine's already accepted at MIT and on the 2020 Olympic team (or similar)

I said, "Well I guess you win." The woman sneered and left us alone.

Meh. Zoe is right on track with all of her development, she's a delight to be around, she's kind and generous especially with other children, she's healthy and happy. What else do I need?

I win.