Monday, May 7, 2012

All About Booty


Ever since I clicked that magical little button that made my blog visible to all I couldn’t help but wonder, what will I blog about next?  About an hour into my busy day and I knew what I had to share—booty! The tushy, rump, cakes, buns—you can call it whatever you like but in our home it’s all about booty.

I can’t help myself with Aedan’s booty. When I was pregnant I dreamed of the day I could squeeze it, kiss it, pinch it, nibble it, and dip it in BBQ sauce. And yes, I’ve done it all and more! But it’s not just his booty that gets a lot of attention around here.


Our little mister is very observant. He will watch all you do and mimic all you do. So when Daddy slaps Mommy’s booty, well then he wants to do it too. (Of course, it doesn't help when Daddy encourages him to do so.) A mama can't even load the dishwasher without getting her booty slapped! And in the beginning it was super cute. I’d give his booty a squeeze and then it was his turn. And I melt every time I hear his tiny little voice say the word booty. But after a full day of booty talking, booty slappin' and booty squeezin', I had to ask myself, what kind of booty monster are we creating? I can just hear in my head how the parent-teacher conference would go a few years from now--Aedan slapped whose booty?!?!

And if you think I’m over exaggerating about little mister’s booty obsession, then you should’ve seen what happened just this past Sunday. Nikki, my mom and I went to Valencia to do a little shopping while the guys saw a movie at the IMAX. Just as we were leaving the Baby Gap I spotted a great big carousel in the middle of the mall. I shouted to Aedan as I ran ahead, “Come on mister! Let’s ride the carousel!” He ran toward me in his adorable little trot and not caring about the carousel at all he called out Booty! and gave me a big slap. Nikki couldn’t believe what he just did—my 19 month old just slapped my butt in the middle of the shopping mall.   

Soon enough we’ll have to stop the booty slapping for fear of letters home from the teacher, but until then it’s all about booty because honestly I just can’t help myself. How can tell him to not pinch, squeeze, or slap booties when I’m constantly doing it to him? I can’t. 

So let this post be your warning. If you’re around Aedan and accidentally drop your pen, then you just might get a booty slap.

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