Little Sleep + Plastic Sports Equipment = Caveman Mode
2 years, 8 months.
Here at the end of the 2nd full day of vacation with Mommy’s side of the family here in Sacramento, I’ve officially realized the way it’s going to be:
You’re totally going to get away with running around the whole week wearing nothing but a diaper.
It’s not intentional, of course.
Mommy purposely packed your cutest outfits for this trip. And you do wear them, for about the first two hours of the day.
Then it’s warm enough to play in the little wading pool in the backyard; as you step in the squishy black mud as you search for new toys to throw in your pool.
I laughed to myself yesterday after dinner. There I was, playfully spanking you with an over-sized, plastic, hollow baseball bat, as you attempted to hit me with the accompanying plastic baseball while swinging a plastic golf club at me.
You were in total caveman mode. And I was encouraging it…
Even after our impromptu game, you continued walking around like a gorilla, grunting your way across the background as family members tried to speak to you in English.
It wasn’t the first time I saw you this way. I thought back to Father’s Day when you gave me my unofficial gift…
Now that you have finally caught up on most of your missed sleep due to the early flight out here, the time change, and all the excitement of your cousins making you into a pet version of Animal from the Muppets, I don’t expect you to go full caveman again this week.
Enjoy the “no shirt, no shoes, no pants, no problem” policy while you can, though. We are on vacation, remember.
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