Clever, Little Monkey!

I should have known my quiet, little munchkin with blank stares and drool dripping from her always open mouth, is a silent, little genius, secretly observing and cataloging the world around her.

She was 6 months old when I first started trying to teach her a trick while in the bathtub. She would always give me a dumb look while I was doing this particular trick, then go back to sucking dirty bathwater out of her squirt toys. Sighing to myself, Iwould think, "maybe someday she'll be interested in learning how to do this, or maybe she's already so smart she knows just what a dork her Mommy really is and will never be caught doing this." After a few months of repeating this funny little thing without any response from her, I quit doing it.

Have you ever heard the quote, "never, never, never quit"? I don't know who said it, but I'll never quit on Mia again.

Today, my sweet, baby girl with her cute, chubby thighs and elbows, did the trick I was so desperate for her to learn months ago, without any prompting from me. While she was taking a bath and drawing on the tub with her crayola tub crayons, a sudden eruption of bubbles exploded from her adorable, baby butt and Mia immediately stopped what she was doing and looked around the tub at the bubbles. After circling herself in the tub and seeing no poop floating or dissolving in the water, she stood up, jutting her proud, sweet potbelly out and... started yelling, "YAY!!!" while clapping her hands together furiously!

FINALLY!!! She gets it! Now she just needs to learn to say, "Yay, I farted!" while clapping like it is the greatest accomplishment in the world, (preferably somewhere like the grocery store on a busy Saturday when she's alone with Daddy) and I will have succeeded in molding my husband's female version of his clone, into a person with a wonderfully sick sense of humor like her Mama's!

Mia is going to be so much fun, I can hardly stand it! And yes, I do realize that I am setting myself up for massive therapy bills in the future when she's old enough to realize that I document all these momentous occassions of her development in a public blog on the internet, but I'm okay with it. I consider psychotherapy a "right of passage" in today's day and age and she's going to be so perfect in every other way, she's got to have that "one" thing to get hung up about... her Mommy's lack of shame!

She is such a clever, little monkey, I wonder what she's going to do next.... I love being her Mommy!