Pictured above is Duckie— Mazzy's "Toy of the Month". Duckie is about three inches tall and today, he accompanied Mazzy to the bath, distracted her on the changing table and sat next to her plate at dinner.
By next month, she will have moved onto something else, but as of right now, Duckie is so special that Mazzy has created a home for him to live when she doesn't have time to play.
Where has Mazzy determined is the best place for Duckie's new home?
Tucked under the edge of the hallway rug, of course!
Cute, right?
Now I'd like to give you a more complete picture of Duckie's new neighborhood:
So you see, Duckie has become a bit of a hazard.
And despite repeatedly putting Duckie back in the toy bin, he always seems to find his way back home.
Take yesterday evening.
Mazzy had gone to bed. I was blogging away in the living room on the couch. Mike was in the bedroom putting away his laundry.
All was well.
Then I heard the bedroom door open, followed by a high-pitched scream and the sound of a thousand bricks falling to the floor.
"DUCK!" (At least that's what I think he said.)
Mike met Duckie.
Duckie won.
I just recently stopped laughing.
Today on Babble, I posted "Scenes from a Toddler's House". Fifteen pictures of Mazzy wreaking havoc, redecorating and imposing toddlerhood on every aspect of our apartment.
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One more thing:
This week, New York Magazine reported that "Shit Girls Say, Episode 2" was the most critically acclaimed "Shit _______ Say" with 65 "likes" for every dislike and "Shit Fat People Say" was the least critically acclaimed with .77 "likes" for every dislike.
This is not correct.
"Shit Toddlers Say" (starring my very own daughter) has 111 "likes" for every dislike. With the "top comment" being: "What kind of heartless beast could dislike this video?"
So. Who's gonna tell NY Mag about their mistake???
Don't worry. Mazzy is on it.
Have a good weekend!
— Mommy Shorts
She is brilliant with her duck placement. So much better than any French kid would do, right?
Woahhhh… I’m still hung up on the fact that your husband puts away his laundry. I MUST know how you accomplished this feat… how did you train him? Does he FOLD shirts too???
Oh yes, and I DO hope that neither of you break your neck.
But back to dreaming about a husband who folds/puts away laundry…
That is hilarious. Despite the tripping, personally I think you should be happy your duckie is a little duckie. my daughter is obsessed with her big duckie, and takes him everywhere. Big Duckie has her own seat at the table, gets buckled when we’re in the car, etc.
In fact, I made Big Duckie her own Pinterest page (because that’s sane, right?) I added Mazzy’s duckie to the page too: http://pinterest.com/annasandler/big-duckie/
Wait until she gets into lego’s, those things just look for parents feet!
Where else would one keep a duck?
I’m sorry. I only got as far as ‘Mike was in the bedroom putting away his laundry.’
After that I have no idea what the rest of the story was about.
You made that up…right?
Those pictures bring back so many memories. I’m happy to report that my apartment no longer screams toddler. Unfortunately it screams something even scarier – Hormones!! That’s right, teenagers. Very scary!
It’s that extra macaroon I started giving her with dinner.
We live in a NYC apartment so having a washer/dryer is a real luxury. However, they are very small and can’t do a lot of laundry at once. Thus, my husband and I have always been responsible for our own loads. Sometimes someone will be nice and do the laundry for everybody. But mainly, we weed out our own stuff from the hamper and wash it as the need arises.
Just checked out your pinterest page- I love the photo with the duckie priest by the casket. WHAT IS THAT ABOUT?
I have heard stories. We are lego free at the moment.
Mike is surprisingly domestic. It’s the one glitch in his whole “guy’s guy” persona. He cooks too!
Oh no. Do they just leave tubes of Clearasil and hatred lying around the house??
What a mean duck.
Legos are meanies in this house. I’ve stepped on them with my bare foot more times than I care to remember.
Time for grammy to get a doll bed (or nest?) for duckie & Minnie.
Funny, I had a tiny washer/dryer like that in my apartment before we got a house, and my husband STILL didn’t do his own laundry… LOL. I still think there’s black magic going on there, my friend 😉
My husband would have definitely screamed the rhymes with DUCK version had he stepped on that thing!
Wait a minute… wait just a gosh darn minute… Mike puts his laundry away? WHAT? WHAT WHAT???
Have you seen Sh*t Urban Moms Say?
He puts his laundry away?
No wonder you’re always smiling and happy…
Lucky woman.
it’s from the bloggess (of course!) link if you want more ducks-at-a-funeral pics: http://thebloggess.com/2012/01/the-post-where-i-make-it-up-to-you-and-then-make-things-worse-and-then-apologize-again/
Duckie found herself some kick ass real estate. I wouldn’t move either.
Just watched it. That mom has a car and a staircase. I question her “urban-ness”.
It is a lovely hallway, isn’t it?
Don’t be jealous. He gets me back in other ways.
He didn’t find it nearly as funny as I did. No sense of humor, I tell you.