Today's photos are of Sydney. The first one shows how she eats--with her hands. She eats everything this way--cat food, oatmeal, soup, whatever. I wish I could get her to use silverware instead.
The second photo shows her current annoying habit--she must, must drink water out of the bathroom tap. I give her nice, fresh, filtered water in a bowl everyday, which she shuns for icky bathroom tapwater. She's been doing this since I visited Mom in August.
See, Mom has a nice bathroom sink with a big counter around it, easily accessed from the toilet nearby. That's when Sydney discovered she could jump to the toilet, to the sink, and then play in the water.
At my home, I have a free-standing sink with no counter around it, and not within jumping distance of the toilet. So, having been spoiled during our brief visit to Tapwater Wonderland (a.k.a. Mom's house), she now goes into the bathroom and cries until I come in and lift her up, placing her carefully on the edge of the sink so she can lean over and get to the tapwater.
I've tried ignoring her, hoping she'd just go drink the water in her water bowl, but all she does is jump up on the toilet (the lid's closed) and sit there in the bathroom, in the dark, waiting. Everytime I walk by, I catch a glint of light reflecting off her eyes as she watches me, hoping I'll come in and pick her up to the sink. She never leaves. Eventually I have to pick her up, so I can actually use the toilet. Then she'll start crying again until she gets bathroom tapwater. It's just easier to do what she wants.
2 comments:
ok, let's see now, there have been several comments mentioning your mother. I'm not sure if it is as a compliment or the fact that I may actually live in a structure that is below standard living. I don't remember Sydney ever drinking out of our faucets. However, she may have been given water from the kitchen sink and she actually liked it. Therefore, she may be trying to tell you "Mom, why doesn't our water taste like Gram's?"!
Yes, Sidney drank out of your bathroom faucet. Whenever I would go in there, she'd follow me and get up in the sink. I guess I should've taken pictures then, so I'd have proof. ;)
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