My sweet 2 year old has become a human octopus. I don’t know when it happened. One day he was this sweet little baby, then the change occurred.
His vocabulary has increased. He decided to potty train himself (hallelujah)! He started giving hugs and kisses on his own. Then, he grew a few extra arms.
He is into everything. He pulls things out from everywhere. This morning, I was folding laundry. The octopus emerged and was quickly unfolding faster than I was folding. What happened? Where did he come from?
While I was cleaning up the now unfolded laundry, the octopus was pulling out diaper wipes. One. at. a time. In another room. It was the silence that clued me in. An octopus is apparently silent when he is in destruction mode.
There are times I wished I was a human octopus. Then, I could be juggling all that I need to do. But, somehow my 2 year old has figured out how to make the transformation and I can’t. I just trail after the octopus cleaning up his messes.
Don’t they make cages when an octopus emerges? Because this momma gets tired and frustrated following her human octopus around.
Then there are times when all of the arms disappear and two cute arms emerge. They wrap around me and give me a tight hug. Sometimes, I feel the other arms emerge during a snuggle. I realize how grateful I am that my human octopus exists. I realize I can be blessed by cleaning up mess after mess (even though it doesn’t feel like a blessing at the time).
When my tiny human octopus is asleep or cuddled on my lap I realize the infinite joy this little guy brings to my life. Then, I call him “my bean.”
What do you do to tame your octopi?