Hi, Ya'll! It's Riley, here... I'm posting for my Mommy today. She says she's too exhausted to post. I have no idea why. She claims that she is tired from keeping up with me, but I have absolutely no idea what she's talking about.
In my own defense, I have put together a photo montage I have entitled "A Day in the Life of a Wild Thing." ("Wild, Thing," indeed... again, I don't know what they were talking about when they slapped that nickname on me, but for some unknown reason it has stuck. I'm trying to embrace it.)
I'm just like any other kid. I love a good snack, and I can eat it all by myself. Nothing for Mommy to do here...
After a good snack, I like to spend a bit of my day helping my mom. This morning I helped with her spinning wheel. There was all this wool hanging out of it, so I relieved said wheel of said wool.
I like to stay near my mom, especially when she's working on the computer. Pay no attention to the dog's legs next to me. I most certainly was not under the table because the dog was napping there & I was curious about how he'd respond to being bludgeoned with my toy.
Okay, occasionally when something doesn't go my way, I have to lay down the law. I have to show them who really wears the pants in this family.
Anyway, I do my fair share of helping out around here. I'm constantly running the Swiffer around, and I keep all my toys in constant circulation around the entire first floor... you know, to avoid dust build up.
I am very good about using my words. I have about 15 signs I use on a daily basis, and I am never impatient or demanding about using them. I mean, come on. I understand that it could take as many as 2.5 seconds for Mommy to respond to my request for cheese and juice. (Any more than that & the woman is just being lazy...) I'm a patient man.
And, here I am trying to clean the lense of Mommy's camera while she tried to take a picture of my big brother. Since my fingers are usually a little damp & sticky anyway, I just thought I'd help out. I also help my family kep their eyeballs, ears and nostrils clean by frequently poking them with my damp, drooly fingers as well. What can I say? I'm just doing my part.
And, sure, I might want to be carried around nonstop, like every minute of almost every day, but that's just so that Mommy doesn't get lonely. I know she must miss me terribly when she's cooking dinner, changing the laundry around and going to the bathroom. My cries are simply to remind her that I'm still out here and will never leave her alone. Ever. So that she will be comforted. And not lonely. And not afraid that I have suddenly disappeared.
I like to work on my skills whenever possible, too. Learning to do things like dump things out, open gates and climb will undoubtedly benefit me later in life. And I'm fortunate, that opporunities to practice these skills seem to build on one another in this environment. For example, I had to learn to dump out that big hamper my mom put in front of the gate so that I could then learn to open that gate she put in front of the stairs so that I could then practice my skills at climbing to the top of the stairs to declare myself King of the Mountain.
And of course, there's always time for a little goofing around.
I also enjoy the outdoors. Mostly I enjoy overturning the still-empty flower pots...
...and rearranging the furniture...
...and sometimes digging in the sand. Although it's a lot more fun to watch Mommy get grossed out when I eat the sand. Her reaction is well worth the price of gritty teeth!
And who doesn't like to kick back at the end of the day with a cool beverage? I pilfered this particulr gem out of the recycle bag the other day. Too bad my Daddy had already finished off the contents and rinsed out the bottle. Otherwise, it would have been a great night!
All in all, I'd say that I'm the one who should be exhausted by the end of the day.
I mean really, I'm the one who is constantly in motion, all day long, from the time I wake up until the time I fall asleep without ever stopping or slowing down for even the briefest of moments.
So why is Mommy too tired to post today? I still don't get it.