Something for me to remember when I'm resisting the urge to bang my head into a bloody mess on the floor

My little sweetpea turns 2 next week. I'll post more later about her, um, delightful behavior as of late; but for now, I'll just repost this little reminder that someone recently shared with me.

The "Toddler's Creed" appeared in the syndicated weekly newspaper article "Families Today" by T. Berry Brazelton. It is a nice reminder of the stresses we feel with normal behavior of toddlers.

If I want it, it's mine.

If I give it to you and change my mind later, it's mine.

If I can take it away from you, it's mine.

If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.

If it's mine, it will never belong to anybody else, no matter what.

If we are building something together, all the pieces are mine.

If it looks just like mine, it is mine.

Lovely organization

I don't know if it's the picture I like or the actual concept of keeping delicate jewelry from becoming a vining mass of chains with cutesy, bright mismatched china pieces; but this speaks to me.

from martha stewart

Heading out first thing tomorrow to get this dog a chewy, messy rawhide bone

From having pacifiers and sippy cups energetically pushed into her face, to toddler offerings of toothbrushes and mermaid dolls piled on top of her back; Natasha endures countless moments of this sort of canine humiliation without complaint. Go out and get yourselves a dog just like this. She's great.

Although probably not for a Moose Lodge audience

I recently saw the band The Henhouse Prowlers for the second time and it just reinforces the fact that I adore this kind of music. They also sang a song about 'the first train robbery in Indiana' and also boast the alias name of Sexfist to ensure placement in punk/rock venues.
That, my friends, is brilliant.