I lied to you.
About a week ago I excitedly told you about the fact Meg is crawling, and bemoaned the fact that soon she will be pulling down bookcases, and throwing all night ragers while Ryan and I try to get our beauty sleep. I said the crawling was precipitated by her desire for teething beads. Sweet, innocent, child appropriate teething beads. And that, my sweetest Internet is where I lied. It was not, in fact, teething beads that got Meg moving -- it was something a little more adult.
That's right, she wanted the remote control. She still wants it today. We can wave any number of toys at her, or offer her treats, or hold out our arms, but the one thing that will always put her in motion is the remote. A close second is my Blackberry. Now, I know what you are all saying "babies love buttons." No, it isn't the buttons. She has a number of toys with buttons. Really nice buttons. Buttons that don't turn the volume up to ear shaking levels, or accidentally place calls to Europe. It is only the items that do do those things that hold her interest.
I am so ashamed. I keep picturing her future in television news, and weeping just a little.
I guess it could be worse, though. She could be using the remote to turn to FOX news. Then we would really have problems.
13 comments:
I knew that kid was a genius the first time I laid eyes on her.
I'd say get an extra remote with no batteries for her to play with, but she's too smart and will get frustrated when she doesn't turn up Anderson Cooper or call Europe. Smart little thing!
Thank GOD! Now set her in front of your computer and let the child start a blog. It's about time, don't you think?
Turning the TV on to full volume is still one of Mea's favorite past times. Now that she's figured out some buttons on the remote, she'll say, "I need to see what time it is." Or "I need to pause this for a second, Mama." Like she knows how to tell time, or that she'll miss half a second of a Max and Ruby that she has memorized!
Sorry, did you write something? Because I couldn't focus to read after seeing those little arms and legs nomnomnomnomnom. Good golly, how do you get anything done with that much cuteness sitting there?
Wait until she discovers the phone next. Then she'll be demanding her own cell phone!
Good thing she hasn't found a way to turn it to Fox News AND turn up the volume yet. Just think, you could have Sarah Palin shouting through your house.
Haha you'll have fun with this one! A "fake" remote totally wouldn't work either because it's obviously the fact that the button "do" something that has her so intrigued!
My daughter was the same way! We gave her an old cell phone that we still had the charger too. That way it would light up and give her a reaction but she couldn't call anyone....well she could call 911, but we kept a close enough eye on her we could cancel as soon as she hit 9 and 1!
Meg is smart. She knows that she who holds the remote wields all the power. My kind of gal!
She figures that she can press the button and magicially the Today Show appears.
We brought a fake TV remote to China, which was a hit only until we returned home and she spotted the real one. She never accepted the substitute again...
I like the fake remote idea. I think I should get one for my husband.
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