I wouldn’t say that being a parent is boring per se, but there’s a definite lack of thrill-seeking action. On a daily basis, i’d suggest that it’s more Groundhog Day than Independence Day. Much like Bill Murray’s character, it sometimes feels like I’m caught in a time-loop where I’m forced to repeat the same monotonous toddler-related tasks each and every day.
That’s cool though. I realise I’m lucky to get the chance to be with her every day – let alone actually have a kid. But, there’s no getting around the fact that doing the same thing each day is a little tedious. Unlike the cute, weather predicting Punxsutawney Phil as my sidekick, I instead have the cute, unpredictable Toddler L. Mood swings, tantrums and tears – and that’s just me.
It’s not that I don’t enjoy watching The Gruffalo on repeat, being forced to be Toddler L’s patient as she pretends to be a doctor or going on short walks which end up taking hours. These are just some of the bi-products of being a parent to a toddler. But when each day consists of the same things in a slightly different order, it can make you feel a bit stir-crazy.
It can also make you dumb. I used to think I was an intelligent fella, but I’m now pretty sure that a mixture of kids’ TV and a lack of adult interaction has lowered my IQ significantly. Rather than pitting my wits against a particularly complex Excel formula, my hardest challenge is deciding which ‘Mouskatool’ is needed in Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
I think nothing demonstrates this Groundhog Day feeling than analysing your own vocab and syntax. Is it any wonder that I feel like I’m in the 1993 film when I repeat the same phrases multiple times per day? I love being at a point where I can have conversation and interaction with Toddler L due to her age, but let’s be honest, it’s not the most riveting or stimulating chat – particularly when a large majority of this chat is still one way.
So, part because I was bored, part because I needed to vent, part because I wanted sympathy and part to procrastinate, I’ve decided to create a new game. On the back of the inaugural Parenting Olympic Games, let me introduce you to Toddler Bingo. This features 16 of the most common phrases which I utter to Toddler L on a daily basis. Here’s the Bingo ticket for this particular game:
I kid you not, if this game was made mainstream, I’d be shouting “House” and scooping the jackpot every time I played. If insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results, then what the hell does this say about me and parents in general?
Does any of this sound familiar? Are you stuck in a constant Groundhog Day timeloop? How would you do on my particular game of Toddler Bingo – do any of these phrases match up with what you say? If not, what’s your most uttered phrases to your kid(s)? Let me know below.