Ah. Peace and calm.
Herr Meow is two. Peace and calm come by less frequently, so there is much gratitude in the little fragment above.
I haven’t talked very much about Herr Meow lately. Ever since I started reading Violent Acres and realizing that it’s selfish to share so much of the minutiae of your child’s life without editing and without consideration for their future selves, I decided to scale back most of my sharing with him –at least online.
The real world still gets to deal with my gushing about the little monkey man who is Herr Meow, however. But I will tell you three things about him, if you care to read them:
1. He sings all the time and loves to change the lyrics. He’ll be singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" but then change "Star" for "Moon" or "Elmo" or "Carrot" and then look over to us and start laughing.
2. He loves lamb chops. The expression "eating me out of house and home" looms in the horizon. I believe it’s laughing.
3. Lately, he’s taken to use language the ACLU would be proud of. If we attempt to move him out of the way, even in the gentlest of ways, he will shrill "DON’T PUSH ME!" And if we attempt to put a toy that has lain neglected for hours away, he will defiantly grab it and declare. "DON’T PUT IT AWAY! IS MY TOY!"
If we’re doing something that displeases His Meowness, we get a "DON’T DO THAT!"; whereas if our presence is requested, a very commanding "YOU STAY ME!" is issued.
Jesse Jackson? Eat your heart out.
Speaking of Herr Meow, I was reading Suzanne’s blog and she had a cute little quiz on which Sesame Street character you are. I haven’t shared one of these things in a very long time, but this was cute and Herr Meow luuuurves Sesame Street, and specifically that baby crack called Elmo. Here is my result, though:
You Are Cookie Monster
Misunderstood as a primal monster, you’re a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth.
You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you’ll eat anything if cookies aren’t around.
You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and unusual way of speaking
How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"
If you want to take the test click here, because the Blogthings link was giving me layout problems.
But oh.. ’tis too true. I need to lose weight and stop eating the cookies. And everything else.
Finally, I must thank Anita for bestowing upon this blog the "Daily Dose" award, which is charmingly appropriate to this particular blog– although I do not presume by saying so that you all out there automatically feel you should get a daily dose of my soapboxing. But those of you who do– and my faithful blogger/commentators out there, you get this award from me– have my utmost appreciation. It even features a lovely little graphic, which I shall put up on my sidebar because I love message hearts:
Please pass it on to those blogs you read on a daily basis! ^_^ (Maybe when I’m less sleepy I shall link you all– howzat?)
Have a happy Humpday, all!
That test said I was Big Bird. Which may be true, but the physical dissimilarities are hysterical.
Anyway, feel free to gush about the Meowster. Don’t worry about his little future self, say whatever you like and be honest about it. Show everyone the naked bear-rug pictures and the embarrassing home movies. My parents have proudly displayed such memorabilia to numerous girlfriends(!) and little-known relatives, and I turned out perfectly fine. *twitch*
Umm, so I am Oscar. Big surprise there. But I like Oscar so I am okay with that. But I like the surly 80’s Oscar better. He has been toned down as of late.