The sippy cup adventures are not near an end, yet. Alex still doesn’t seem to get that he has to tilt the sippy cup in order to get any milk out of it. To make matters worse, he doesn’t even try anymore. He just holds the sippy cup out to me whenever he wants a drink and expects me to give it to him. If I don’t help, he throws the sippy cup on the floor, angry at me, and won’t drink. Awesome.
Today I got him to try drinking from it himself again. He wasn’t able to get any milk, and right after this picture handed the cup to me, but at least he tried. And at least he’s cute whether he’s trying or throwing.
Thanks, Carmi, for allowing me to post my blurry picture.
This past December, my phone stopped charging. It would indicate that it was fully charged, but when I tried to make a call I couldn’t talk on it for more than 3 minutes before it would die. Fortunately, I was able to get a new phone from my Best Friend, Sarah.
Unfortunately, that phone stopped working last week. Every once in a while I would let Alex play with my phone. He was just so. fascinated. by it. He loved that it not only opened, but that it opened two different ways. He loved that when you pressed a button something happened on the screen. He loved that he was playing with something that he knew he wasn’t really supposed to be playing with.
Suddenly the phone stopped making noise. It wouldn’t ring. When I called someone, I couldn’t hear it ringing and I couldn’t hear them talking. My poor Mother had to deal with me acting like an idiot, swearing at my phone, completely unaware that she could hear me. (Think Michael Cera in Superbad.)
Obviously, a broken phone requires getting a new phone.
Thank goodness for credit cards, because I splurged and bought myself a beautiful iPhone. It’s the first thing I’ve bought for myself in… months. (Unless you count Starbucks.)
I’m officially a cool kid. And so is Alex for breaking my phone so that I didn’t have to.