Love. Hate. Shoes

No this post is not about my relationship with shoes. That one is pretty straight forward- I love them. Always have, Always will. Hate, dislike, ambivalence, doubt were never words for that relationship.

No this is about Bun’s complicated relationship with shoes or joooewz as he calls them. On one hand shoes is one of his favorite words right up there with Dog. In fact it’s his go to word in a pinch, whenever he wants to have a conversation with me and runs out of his limited vocabulary, but wants to keep talking he’ll randomly say shoes, you know just for kicks. I cannot pass by the shoe aisles at target or payless at the mall without hearing a rendition of “joooewz, joooewz, joooewz” chant. Also, he now knows that if I want him to wear shoes, its a good bet that we are going out. Another very favorite word and activity.

Once he actually has his shoes on and pointed at them, giggled and been left alone with them, the hate part kicks in. He is adamant about taking them off. I’m forever putting them back on when I get him out of the car seat. But things came to a head last friday. I was meeting an old friend and we had to swing by Walgreens to pick up a prescription and run a few errands. Somewhere between Walgreens and the errands Bun had managed to take off his shoes and lose them. Yes lose them. They weren’t in the car or in any of my bags. I could not take my kid to a play area without shoes,so we had to add Target to our list of stops and pick up a pair. And the cycle continued, he was thrilled while we looked at shoes, tried them on, paid for them, left the store. I put them on him in the car and of course when we pulled up to Panera and I went to get him out of the car seat, the shoes were off.  He smiled at me and said “joooewz”

Toddlers. Sigh

Uncooperative

There are days where I am so proud of an outfit that I pick for the Bun and those are the days where he won’t let me take a good straight on shot. For Superbowl this year, I had him wear the cutest little Carters twofer that said “Touchdown” , but did I get a good picture? Nope. Not even close. This is the best I got.

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There are plenty of ways the Bun is uncooperative these days. His favorites-

-Running away from him when I try to put any article of clothing on him- Diapers, pants, onesies included

– Refusing to walk  at the most random times. These random times also happen to be when my hands are full and him walking 5 steps would really help me out

– Refusing to eat stuff that I thought were his favorite like Cheese, peas, naan bread, chicken, etc etc.  And only insisting on eating fruit and dessert for lunches.

– Battling nap time every single day. He rubs and rubs and rubs his eyes but its a full on meltdown for me to get him into his crib around 12:30

– Turning off our desktop, right when I’m in the middle of uploading photos. Happened earlier today

This is just the naughtiness where he doesn’t cooperate, I’ll have to do another whole post for the activities that he loves that I do no approve of at all. Having a toddler is exhausting but its always interesting and very very endearing. This burgeoning rebellion that I’m sure will continue for the rest of his life just makes me adore him more