Welcome to this week’s comic, the one in which Winston mocks me. Insert joke here about that being every day and every comic, amirite? I’m kidding; Winston and I tease each other because we love, and the schnauzer is just eager for me to start walking independently so that I can chase him. (It’s his favorite game.)
Winston won’t have to wait much longer, though, because I’ll be walking before you know it. I’ve taken one or two shaky steps without holding on to anything, and then I usually crash land into mama and daddy for fun and giggles. I like to think of it as the infant version of a trust fall. Ever since I started walking with the use of my toy cart, Winston has been nagging me to take off walking without it. I mean, slow down already! Doesn’t he know that it’s not as easy for me as it is for him with four legs to keep his balance?
But seriously, I’ll be walking by myself very soon. If you ask me, Winston better watch his back! I have a lot of schnauzer chasing to do.
And before I go, I wanted to share The Graphic Textbook project by@ReadingWithPix. You should support their graphic textbook project to help bring comics into the classroom as a fantastic teaching tool. Much like the idea behind GeeklingComic, the idea of telling a story in pictures is so much more fun than in text alone. The comic format lends itself well to connecting with students’ interests to engage them in learning about math, science, and history in an exciting way that makes them WANT to learn and want to READ more. Mama is a teacher, so she’s very passionate about this. Help non-profit ReadingWithPictures.org fight illiteracy by using comics in the classroom!
It’s true, I’m irresistible. My mama says so.
See, I’ve been trying to “test” my parents out lately. Push the boundaries. See how far I can go and how much I can get away with. It’s LOTS of fun and I’m milking this irresistible smile of mine for all its worth. Daddy high fives me and says that’s how HE gets away with everything, too. We’re just so cute that we’ll never get in trouble as long as we flash that Karpiuk grin at mama.
These days, every time I go near the entertainment center my parents re-direct me; I’m starting to get the feeling that they don’t want me over there. I don’t understand why not, since there’s so many cool things there to check out. Like speakers. And the Wii. I just want to look! (Okay, and maybe touch. But just a little!) So now I wait until mama and daddy aren’t looking at me, and then I slowly start to crawl over… closer and closer to the entertainment center. I often peek over my shoulder to see if they’ve noticed yet. If they haven’t, I keep going. If they’ve spotted me, I give them a big smile and try to act casual. The looking casual part doesn’t usually work, (It’s like they know what I’m thinking!) so then I have to switch to plan B: be quick. Then SURPRISE! I turn off the TV by pressing buttons on the big box that sits on one of the shelves. It’s great fun.
At the dinner table I like to drop things over the side of my high chair and see how many times my parents will pick them up. They’re catching on, though. So now my favorite thing to do is share my food with the dogs. They’re really happy when I hang my arm over the side. It tickles when they eat the food out of my hand. Mama doesn’t like that so much and so they usually get kicked out of the kitchen during dinner, but I just flash her that grin and she’s like putty in my hands. I’ve got it made.