Pingu shenanigans

Pingu has started playing with building blocks a lot. He also has this toy where you can put different shaped blocks into the correct shaped holes in a bigger box. Well, this particular toy has pink triangle blocks that he absolutely hates for some reason or other (he normally doesn't mind pink)...

Last weekend while cleaning up all the blocks he has, we discovered that the pink triangles were missing and that a few of these really nice building blocks were also missing.

Hmmm...

We looked pretty much everywhere. In drawers, under tables and the sofa, in bags... I even dug through the rather full and nasty garbage bag to see if I could find the blocks. Nope...

So we figured they would turn up eventually but we were still a bit distressed...

A day later, Pingu and I were playing on the floor after I picked him up from barnehage. He was playing with his favorite blocks - these green cylinder-shaped blocks. Green seems to be his favorite color. Anyway, he suddenly crawled over to one of our speakers and put the green cylinder in the hole of the speaker. I took it out and gave the block back to Pingu. He screamed at me and then shoved the block back into the speaker hole with a very defiant look on his face. I had to stick my arm in to get the block and... lo and behold! A whole cache of blocks inside!

Silly penguin...

I managed to fish out most of the blocks but we had to shake out the other blocks, after unsuccessfuly trying to disassemble the speaker only to find that the parts were painted shut.

We've now stuffed some thick wool socks into the speaker holes so that this doesn't happen again :-D

Reasons #3627 and #3628 I'm fat

#3627: Not only does Pingu feed himself his baby food with a spoon, he spoon feeds me as well, and I accept the food so that I don't get him too upset or offended.

He's getting better at getting food from the bowl onto the spoon and into his mouth, but he still needs a lot of practice ;-)


#3628: At some point during dinner, Pingu decided to stuff his food-slathered hand into my mouth. I licked the food off his hand in order to get it clean. At least cleaner than before... nom nom nom nom baby food...

Fire! Fire! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

We've FINALLY lit a fire in our fireplace WOOHOO!!!

sometimes I wish...

...that Pingu was a Pinga. Then I could dress her up in pink and glittery stuff, and buy her pink Legos and Hello Kitty and stuff. Just to piss off the so-called "feminists" who are anti-pink and anti-anything girlie. Because they hate being women and femaleness and girlieness so much that they will deny anyone with XX chromosones the right to want to wear pink, be pretty, etc. because misery loves company and all...

Oh wait, or is the real reason why they want to get rid of pink that they will actually have to defend the boys who choose all that pink crap? It's OK for girls to like "boy stuff" but for boys to like "girl stuff"? Is it really OK? Where is the outcry against the tyranny of blue? Think about it...

(One of these days I'll actually dive deeper into this topic.)

By the way, am I the only one who has noticed that the result of the 70s "make everything gender neutral" experiment seems to be a greater than ever division between the sexes?