Just when I think I'm making progress with Mommy or Daddy, one of them backslides. Just when everything seems under control (mine, that is) and as if they finally understand my nature, they floor me.
So there's this water bowl. On the floor. Mommy leaves it on the floor. Mommy leaves a BOWL OF WATER on the FLOOR, and expects me to leave it alone. What's so hilarious about this is that she keeps doing it....I've used it for my own devices 7 times now, and she just keeps refilling it and tells me to "Stay Away!" or even better "No MLS! No, no, no!" as if I'm a dog or something. Helpful hint: If you don't want your bowl of water dumped out, don't leave it on the floor. Simple. Of course she keeps giving me some excuse about it being Daisy's water bowl, but come on even I can use a cup and I'm waaaaaaay younger than Daisy; she's 22 in dog years according to the chart at the doggie doctor.
But you know how it is with older people; repetition is key. They have to know you mean business. It may take all 7, 10, 20, or more times before they learn proper responses, but you can't ever give in. If you give in one time, you'll have to start all over with whatever lesson it was you were trying to teach them. It's hard sometimes, but no one ever said having parents was easy.
About Me
- MLS
- Hi! I'm MLS and this is my blog. Grown-ups get to do everything cool while expecting us babies to lay around and drool. Babies unite! Join me in a revolution in which babies are heard! We have much to say if anyone bothered to listen. This is my way of getting my thoughts out there and maybe, just maybe, giving insight into the secret thoughts of babies everywhere!
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