Our Little Man is innovative. When he wants to do something, he will figure out a way to do it. Whether he’s trying to figure out how to open a cabinet or take something out of his pocket, he can figure it out. If he needs to get somewhere, he will definitely find a way, no matter what that might entail. No. Matter. What.
So there I am in the nursery with Heidi. She’s sitting on the ground and I’m laying down, with my head towards the closet. The Wooga was walking all over the nursery while holding on to the wall. He got around Mommy and came walking towards me. I was talking to Heidi about something and the Wooga came right up next to my head, while holding on to the closet door.
“Why hello, Littles,” I said. “Are you trying to walk around?”
“Squeak!,” he said.
Heidi and I just chuckled at our little guy and how cute he was when he’s trying to solve a problem. I was looking up at the ceiling laughing when all of a sudden this fat, little leg goes flying over my head and Wooga mounts right up! On my face! Giddyap, Cowboy!
Seriously, this kid in only a diaper is now sitting on my face, the diaper squarely positioned on (and partially IN) my mouth! My mouth! I’m pretty squeamish, so this was NOT okay. Oh sure, I laughed as hard as I ever have, but I got him the heck off my face!
It’s true, the Wooga has no scruples. He will do whatever it takes to accomplish his goal. Even if that means shoving his fat diaper on your face. We’re going to be working on this one…