7 Ways a Toddler Can Keep Busy in the Kitchen

Every day Mommy spends time in the kitchen cooking up food and cleaning up after meals. Much of this happens while Daddy is at work which means that nobody is available to entertain me. Now that I’m a toddler I don’t require as much supervision while Mommy is busy, but that doesn’t mean I necessarily want to be left to my own devices.

Sometimes it’s nice to be able to do my own thing while Mommy is busy in the kitchen. I can play with my toys, watch TV, do some colouring, or play with the tablet. Other times I just can’t seem to think of any way to occupy myself. When that happens I hang out with Mommy and I try to be helpful in any way I can. Here are some ways that I like to keep busy in the kitchen.

Toddler helping in the kitchen

Are we cooking this box for dinner?

1. Parallel Cooking

Because I have shown such a keen interest in cooking, Mommy bought me my own cooking set. It consists of a pot, pan, plates, cups, and various cutlery. It’s brightly coloured, very pretty, and it even comes with a rack just like the one Mommy uses to dry the dishes. I’m very happy with my cooking set and I use it all the time.

Sometimes when Mommy is cooking up a storm in the kitchen, I fetch my own cooking set and join her. I put my dishes on the counter, pull up a chair, and practice my cooking skills. I don’t even require ingredients. It’s nice to have someone to cook with and It’s great to have a second mouth to taste test my creations.

2. Spice Rack Overhaul

Mommy has a wooden contraption that she uses to contain all her jars of spices. It sits on the counter and has a mechanism which allows it to spin freely. It holds small glass jars filled with various coloured powders and what appears to be a variety of crushed leaves that mommy sometimes sprinkles onto our food.

Toddler playing with a spice rack

Important work in progress.

I love the spice rack! I push a chair over to the counter, get up on it, and spin the spice rack again and again. Then I take all the little jars out and line them up on the counter. Next I put the jars back in the spice rack and give them another good spin. Then I repeat the process.

3. Stirring

Never underestimate the simple pleasure of stirring. It’s amazing how much fun you can have with a spoon, and if you add a bowl you’ve got yourself the tools for a real kitchen activity. The hard part is getting Mommy to give me something to put in my bowl that can be stirred. Most of the time I end up with rice and dried beans but if I’m really good Mommy lets me have some water too.

I pull up my step stool and stir my ingredients until they’re nice and blended together. After that, I continue stirring. I never really get tired of this activity and it just about always ends up in tears when it’s time to clean up and move on to something else. Maybe that’s why Mommy is generally so hesitant to give me ingredients to stir.

4. Drawer Diving

All of the kitchen drawers have locks on them but Mommy lets me investigate the ones that don’t have anything pointy inside. My favourite is the one which contains all of our gadgets and gizmos. This drawer is not new to me as Mommy has been giving me items that live in it to investigate since I was a baby.

Baby with a whisk

A younger me exploring the whisk.

Even though I have seen to contents of this drawer so many times, whenever I explore in there I find something new. It’s a good way to pass the time. If I get bored of utensils, I move on to the bottom drawer which contains dish towels and oven mitts. Mommy says that dish towels don’t belong on the floor and oven mitts don’t go on my feet but I insist on doing things my way.

5. Pass the Potato

The truth of the matter is that I generally just want to be involved in whatever Mommy is doing. Chopping, stirring, scrubbing, carrying around heavy pots full of water, everything she does looks like so much fun! Sadly, there aren’t that many kitchen activities that Mommy lets me get involved in. It’s always “That’s hot!”, and “That’s sharp!”, or “That’s not for Peachy.”.

One of the few activities that Mommy allows me to be involved in is peeling potatoes. I love it! I get on a chair right next to Mommy and I pull all the potatoes out of the bag one by one. This helps Mommy select which potato she wants to peel next. Then I put the unpeeled potatoes back in the bag.

Next I take all the potatoes out of the bag again and repeat the process until Mommy declares that we have enough potatoes peeled. That’s when I carry each peeled potato, one at a time, over to the sink and chuck it in. While I do that Mommy washes the potatoes. I’m a big help! Mommy says so.

6. Refrigerator Inventory

Here is a kitchen activity that I have been enjoying since I’ve been able to walk. When Mommy opens the refrigerator I push my way to the front and take inventory of its contents. I take stuff out, put stuff in, and generally move things around. I get free roam of the entire refrigerator, except for the eggs. Mommy always removes the egg carton before I can get good and in there.

Peachy is the kitchen helper

Back when I couldn’t open the deli drawer.

Sometimes I leave some toy blocks for Mommy to find in the fridge, and sometimes I squirrel away some cheese in the crevices of the couch. Occasionally I get hungry and eat a cucumber or some yogurt I find. I make a bit of a mess, and I often bruise the produce, but Mommy says it’s a small price to pay. Not sure what she means by that.

7. Being a Good Helper

Sometimes I’m a terror in the kitchen. I run around like a whirlwind knocking things over, being noisy, making a mess, and leaving chaos in my wake. Other times I’m genuinely a good helper and a pleasure to have around. It depends on my energy level, attention span, and mood.

When I’m in a helping mood I am the fetcher of dish towels, chooser of tomatoes, retriever of wayward cutlery, and quality control expert. Sometimes it’s surprising how helpful I can be when I’m given a task that’s within my means. I’m also skilled in the art of announcing that dinner is ready. Most importantly I am excellent company and when I’m in a good mood no task feels like a chore.

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Kitchen Helper

One of my favourite things to do is helping mommy in the kitchen. Mommy tells me that I’m a very good helper and that makes me feel very useful. It’s a great feeling and it motivates me to help out some more. I know mommy appreciates my help and company.

I like to help with the dishwasher. I’m good at taking dishes and cutlery out of the machine and stacking them on the floor. I’m great at splashing around in the residual water that ends up on the open door of the dishwasher. Sometimes I even help load the machine by tossing some of my toys in there.

Once we have the dishwasher loaded and the kitchen tidy, mommy and I get cooking. The first step is to rummage around in the refrigerator. That’s where the food comes from and we can’t cook without food. The moment mommy opens the refrigerator door I run over and get to work.

Mommy goes for the chicken and I grab a box of some sort. I shake the box for a moment but it’s not as satisfying as I hoped so I toss the box on the floor. Mommy searches in the pantry while I continue working in the refrigerator. We work side by side to get the job done.

I spot a cucumber. I love cucumbers! I grab it and take a bite. The cucumber is surprisingly tough and covered in some sort of plastic film. Not as tasty as I remember cucumbers to be. Very disappointing. I guess it’s just not cooked yet so I toss it aside and move on to something else.

I see cheese and I suddenly get a craving for the stuff. I try to grab it but it’s in some sort of plastic compartment that I can’t get open. I give up on the cheese and go for the egg carton instead. I pull with all my might and wrestle the egg carton from its place. That’s when mommy intervenes by grabbing the carton and she puts it back in place.

Peachy is the kitchen helper

How do you get the cheese out?

Mommy gives me a look and asks me to close the fridge. I hesitate and consider my options. If I close the fridge I won’t have access to all the goodies inside. If I don’t close the fridge mommy will do it and I still won’t be able to get at the stuff inside, on top of not having the satisfaction of closing the fridge. I back up, get a good hold of the door, and slam it shut. That felt good!

Next mommy searches around in the drawers and cupboards. She pulls out a cutting board, roasting pan, small pot, knife, brush, and wooden spoon. I get the small pot and wooden spoon while mommy occupies herself with the rest of the items.

While mommy washes and chops, I bang the pot with the wooden spoon. I get pretty good sound out of that thing. I begin to wonder what other sounds I can make. I use the spoon on the tile floor, then the oven door, followed by mommy’s leg. The oven door made the best sound so I go back to banging on that for a while.

I enjoy the sounds I’m making but it feels like something is missing, so I begin to sing. I don’t let my lack of words stop me from singing. I don’t see why I should. Singing is making music with your mouth and you don’t need words for that. After a moment mommy joins in with some mouth music of her own and we sing together while I keep the beat with the wooden spoon.

Once I get bored with singing, I toss the wooden spoon and come over to see what mommy is doing. There’s a lot of chopping going on and I demand a taste. Mommy tells me that she is chopping potatoes and that raw potatoes are not tasty. She reaches into the cupboard, pulls out a baby biscuit, and offers me that instead. I take the biscuit and sit on the floor to enjoy it while I watch mommy continue with her chopping.

By the time my biscuit is gone, mommy is done chopping. She arranges the potatoes around the chicken in the roasting pan while I watch. Then she asks me to stand clear while mommy opens the oven and puts the roasting pan in. As soon as the door is closed I rush over to peek through the window.

It’s dark in there and I can’t see a thing. I complain to mommy and she turns on the light. I look through the window again and sure enough, the roasting pan is indeed in there. I watch it while mommy washes her hands. It’s not doing anything and I quickly lose focus.

Mommy picks up the cucumber I had tasted and gives it a rinse. Mommy pulls out a clean cutting board and a peeler. I know the cucumber is about to be made tasty so I hurry over and demand a piece. Mommy makes me wait while she peels the cucumber and chops off a manageable piece which she cuts into quarters. She hands it to me and I give it a taste. That’s good cucumber!

I ask for another piece and munch away on that while mommy keeps slicing. Then I ask for several more pieces and I keep crunching while mommy chops up other vegetables. By the time mommy is done, I have eaten a quarter of the cucumber. It was a big cucumber.

Mommy puts the vegetables aside for later and she tells me that it’s time for a break. I’m pretty full and a bit tired so I follow mommy into the living room and climb onto the couch next to mommy. We watch TV for a bit until daddy comes home. Then it’s dinner time and we eat the meal that mommy and I prepared. It’s a satisfying feeling to watch people enjoy the meal you made.

Guest Post: Dragon Eggs Activity

I enjoy doing activities with mommy and daddy. We put on hand puppet shows, play hide and seek, and even dig for treasure in the backyard. Activities are fun, exciting, and sometimes I even learn something along the way.

Peachy is ready to do a new activity

What are we doing today?

Mommy does another kind of activity called arts and crafts. I’m a bit messy and don’t follow directions very well, so my involvement in arts and crafts is generally limited to sitting on the floor next to mommy while I wave around bits of fabric and put pieces of paper in my mouth. I may not be ready just yet but mommy thinks that soon I’ll be big enough to get involved in some arts and crafts of my own.

Choosing an arts and crafts activity for a little person like me isn’t easy. It has to be fun and within my scope of abilities so that I don’t get discouraged and frustrated. Above all it has to be safe for me to do. Mommy always says that safety is a priority.

While mommy has been contemplating what an appropriate first craft project would be, we got an email with a guest post idea which first perfectly with this topic. This activity is easy to do, fun, and safe with adult supervision. I think this would be a perfect craft for me to try and you might like it too.


Activity: Dragon Eggs

Encourage imagination and creativity with this magical craft that lets your child make and design his very own dragon egg. A far cry from your standard Easter eggs, these fantastical creations must be peeled to reveal their enchanting wonder.

Dragon Eggs

Pretty!

What You Need:

  • Eggs
  • 2 pots
  • Stove
  • Water
  • Ice
  • Tongs
  • Food colouring
  • Coffee cups
  • Vinegar
  • Plate
  • Paper towels
  • Spoons
  • Timer

What You Do:

– Have your child place 6 eggs in a pot of cold water.

– Put the pot on the stove and turn the burner on high.

– When the water comes to a full boil, have your young chef set the timer for 13 minutes.

– When the timer goes off, have your child create an ice water bath. All they needs to do is fill up the second pot with water and ice.

– Carefully use the tongs to transfer the eggs from the hot water to the cold water.

– While the eggs cool, mix the dye by having your child count out 20 drops of food colouring into each coffee cup.

– Your child should add one tablespoon of vinegar and ½ a cup of room temperature water to each cup.

– When the eggs are cool enough to handle, have your child tap each egg on a hard surface. Tap and turn, tap and turn until hey have gently cracked the entire shell. There should be little spider web cracks running everywhere.

– Let your child place each cracked egg in a cup of dye. If the water does not cover the top of the egg, gently add a little more water.

– Ask your child to line a rimmed plate with paper towels.

– When the eggs have been in the dye for 15 minutes, have your child check one to see if it is dark enough. It may take up to 30 minutes to get a darker colour.

– When the eggs are dark enough, your child can remove them from the dye and place them on the plate.

– The magical colour of these eggs fades after they have been peeled. Have your child call everyone to the table and help them peel the eggs, revealing the dragon pattern to their special guests.


This idea was submitted to us by Education.com. Their aim is to empower parents, teachers, and homeschoolers to help their children build essential skills and excel. With over 12 million members, Education.com provides educators of all kinds with high-quality learning resources, including worksheets, lesson plans, digital games, an online guided learning platform, and more.

Do you want to submit your own guest post to Diary of a Little Peach? We would love to hear from you!

Generation Alpha or Generation Glass?

As a daughter of parents belonging to Generation Y, I am a part of Generation Alpha. My generation consists of babies born between 2011 and 2025. Many of us haven’t been born yet but we are estimated to reach almost 2 billion by the time we’re all here. Make way for Generation Alpha!

The parents of my generation tend to be older by the time their first baby is born, and our families will generally be smaller than the majority of families from the past. Many of our parents will live longer lives than their parents, and will enjoy a slightly higher standard of living. Our parents are more open to switch careers and look for alternative work arrangements. The best feature of Generation Y is that they are much more likely to lavish upon their children both love and material possessions.

Generation Alpha will continue in the footsteps of our parents by becoming the most educated generation to date. In order to be successful, we will need to be adaptable and creative in response to a changing and highly competitive marketplace. With high levels of education and an ingenuity when it comes to career choices, my generation is likely to be wealthier than its predecessors. We will certainly have our share of challenges but plenty of opportunities too.

Unsurprisingly, my generation is, and will be much more technologically supplied. While our parents may remember a world where having an internet capable computer in their home was a luxury, or at least slow dial-up modems that made surfing the net a headache, the world of my generation has free WiFi at every corner. We are being raised in a world of cell phones, tablets, and internet access for all.

However controversial, Generation Alpha is getting a lot more screen time. There are shows and apps made for even the youngest members of Generation Alpha. Some offer exhilarating entertainment and others are brilliantly educational. Some of us are practically being raised by technology and even parents who limit screen time will still allow us more than they had when they were our age. Because of this some people are labelling us Generation Glass.

I have never hidden the fact that I love my screen time and that mommy allows me to play games and watch shows. Some may criticize our family but we have to find the right mix of activities that works for us. Each of our days consist of outdoor activities (weather permitting), indoor play, reading, social time, learning, and screen time. In our family we aim for a healthy mix of activities for well-rounded fun and education.

Peachy with mommy's cell phone

Practicing my screen time

During the week TV is reserved for evenings when we relax after supper. I usually play with my toys while the TV plays in the background but I might watch it if something good comes on. On weekends I love to watch TV first thing in the morning on those lazy days, but if we have a family activity planned we might not watch any TV at all. Weekends are spontaneous and less structured days. They’re full of surprises.

Most days I watch one of my shows on the tablet while I’m eating breakfast. Mommy likes to use that time to empty and reload the dishwasher, and get us ready for the outdoor activity we have planned for that day. The tablet does a good job of keeping me entertained while I eat my fruit. It also comes in very handy if I get impatient on long car rides.

The tablet is where I keep my apps. Mommy likes to get me apps that have some educational component, but a few are just for fun. Some apps I play by myself when I don’t feel like playing with my toys during indoor play time. Other apps mommy and I play together as part of my learning time. These usually consist of pictures which depict common objects and mommy and I talk about the things we see on the screen.

No post about screen time can be complete without a mention of mommy’s cell phone. I never watch shows on it and there are virtually no apps on there, but I love playing with it. Whenever I see it, which is often, I pick it up and play with it. There was a time when I would have to ask mommy to turn it on for me whenever the screen went dark, but after watching mommy do it so many times I can now turn it on by myself.

Mommy’s cell phone looks just like a mini tablet and it functions very much like one too. Sometimes it works more like the house phone. The cell phone rings and a voice comes out of it. A few times mommy put it up to my ear and I could hear daddy’s voice! I try doing that on my own from time to time but daddy’s voice is never there when I do it.

Overall I do spend a good deal of time in front of a screen of some sort. Maybe mine really is the Glass Generation. Some people might see this as a problem but in our family our screens are tools like any other. Sometimes we use them to sit back, relax, and waste time. Other times we use them as aids in our daily lives. Would I be better off with no screen time? It’s hard to say.

What we can be sure of is that screens are not going away and there will be a lot more screen time in my future. Technology has revolutionized the way we work, how we have fun, and the means by which we keep in touch with those we care about. As technology infiltrates our lives further it’s sure to become even more of a necessity. I have many things to learn and skills to acquire and I have to make time for those things, but screens are going to be just as much a part of my life and I need to know how to use them too.

Pitch Perfect Peachy

I’m starting my own band. It’s no secret that I love music and all things musical. My appreciation for music became apparent in the first few days of my life. When I hear music play, I stop whatever I’m doing and I listen. I can’t help myself. Music speaks to me.

It’s not surprising that at 18 months old I would be in a band. If anything, I’m surprised I didn’t think of it sooner. I guess it was for the best to wait until I matured a bit. My musical style is much more refined now and I have added several new skills to my repertoire.

One of the skills I have been working on is my ability to dance. At first I could only do a bit of a bounce on my tush when seated. Next I perfected the twerk while holding the coffee table. Then I mastered the side to side swivel. Now I get my shoulders in on the action while I do a whole body wiggle. It’s good exercise and lots of fun.

I play several instruments which is sure to come in handy for the band. I practice my piano skills every day so that I don’t get rusty. I play my drum because I love to smack things, be they actual drums or otherwise. I practice my tambourine whenever I can find it.

My latest instrument is the xylophone and I am really enjoying it. Mommy and daddy bought it for me a couple of months ago and I have already mastered it. I bash at the colourful bars whenever the mallet finds its way into my hand. Hitting the bars can be tricky but I manage to get at least one with almost every strike.

Peachy practicing the Xylophone

Practice makes perfect.

Sometimes I invent my own unique sounds by experimenting with some of the toys I have. Many play music or make noise. I like to combine the various sounds in unique ways. I’m sure this will be useful for my band. Being able to put various sounds together is sure to put me ahead of the game.

Of course I also sing. I have a great voice for singing. It carries well and I can make it be really loud. I prefer to sing the high notes and my favourite way to sing them is at full volume. My favourite time to sing is when we go shopping.

Grocery stores have amazing acoustics and I love to hear the sound of my own voice bouncing off of the various shelves and racks. Singing while we shop also allows me to practice my performance skills. I love to perform for an audience. That’s why I sing at maximum volume. I want to make sure everyone can hear how musical I am.

When pursuing a career in the spotlight, it’s important to remember that image is almost as important as talent. That’s why I have been developing my own signature style. I know what I like, and more importantly, what I don’t like and I’m not shy about expressing my thoughts and feelings.

That brings me to the final requirement for being in a band. A musician needs to have the right attitude. Passion for the craft is important, and a rebel mindset is a necessity. Luckily I am a natural rebel and free spirit. I follow no laws and avoid the rules.

I think I’m well on my way to becoming a band. I have the voice, the sound, the instruments, a good wiggle, the right look, lots of practice sessions, and the passion. Am I missing anything? I don’t think so. All I need now is my first gig. Anyone need a band?

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Cooking with Mommy

Most days daddy spends the day at some place he calls work, while mommy and I stay home or go out for adventures. On the days that daddy works, mommy and I usually get dinner started before daddy comes home. Making dinner is hard work. That’s why I always help.

We begin the process by opening the refrigerator and looking for the food we’re going to make. I can’t get the refrigerator open by myself, but as soon as I see mommy open it I get right in there to help make the important decisions. I grab the yogurt and salad dressing while mommy picks her own items. Then mommy takes my things from me while I close the refrigerator door.

Next mommy brings our things over to the sink to get them ready for cooking. Mommy gives me an onion to examine while she cuts the fat off the chicken. I get a bit bored and I go into the living room. Once I’m there I realize I’m still holding the onion so I put it down underneath the coffee table.

I hear the water running so I rush back into the kitchen to see what mommy is up to. It looks like mommy is washing the vegetables and I want to help. I squeeze in between mommy and the sink and I get up on my tippy toes but I’m still too short to reach. Mommy gives me a green bean to hold.

I decide to take my green bean for a little run. I do three laps around the kitchen island at a fast jog. Of course a run isn’t really a run unless you’ve got your siren on so I make sure to yell the entire time. Then I get a little tired and I sit down on the floor. This gives me a good opportunity to take a closer look at my green bean.

Half a minute later I’m back on my feet looking for some way to make myself useful. I watch mommy for a moment. She puts the chicken in the oven and heads to the pantry cupboard where she takes something out and closes the door. I decide to get involved. First I look in on the chicken for a moment and then I head over to the pantry. I fling the door open and consider my next step carefully.

Peachy checking on the chicken

Is it ready?

I pull out the bags of pasta and look at them with satisfaction. Next I see a box full of pouches that I recognize. It’s the fruit baby food that gets added to my oatmeal. I take them out of the box and scatter them among the bags of pasta. Finally I go for the jug of vegetable oil. It’s a bit heavy and I struggle with it a little but I manage to work it loose, get it out of the cupboard, and put it with the noodles and baby food.

Time for a little break. I head to the living room and over to the bookshelf. I sit on the floor and pull out some books. I like to turn the pages and that keeps me occupied for a few minutes. It’s nice to have a break after spending all that time helping with dinner. I decide that mommy could use a break too. I grab a book and go to look for her.

I find mommy at the stove putting vegetables in a pot of water. I walk over with my book and hold it up for mommy. She doesn’t notice so I nudge her with it a little. Mommy thanks me for the book as she takes it and puts it up on the counter. That was quick. I decide that mommy needs another book so I head back into the living room and repeat the process.

A dozen books later I figure mommy has had enough reading for the time being. Mommy tells me I’m being very helpful and that I’m a good girl. She says we both earned a break and that we can go in the living room for a bit while the chicken and vegetables cook. We play with my toys for a while.

After a little while the phone rings and mommy answers it. Mommy talks on the phone for a minute or two while I climb all over her and try to press the shiny buttons on the phone. Mommy gets of the phone, gives me a kiss, and heads back in the kitchen. I follow closely.

Mommy unlocks the cupboard with the pots and pans. While mommy searches for the small gravy pot I try to get in the cupboard. It’s not easy to get around the big soup pot. I almost manage to push past when mommy finds what she’s looking for, lifts me out of the cupboard, and shuts the door.

Mommy reaches into one of the drawers and pulls out a whisk. I like the whisk and I reach for it. Mommy gives me a slightly bigger whisk to play with and I’m satisfied with that arrangement. I sit on the floor behind mommy and we both whisk for a bit. I’m done whisking before mommy and I start looking for something to do.

I decide to try the pot and pan cupboard again. I walk over and try to get the doors open but they won’t budge. They’re stuck! I start to get frustrated a little when mommy hands be a cooked green bean and tells me to taste it. I put one end of the bean in my mouth and give it a nibble. It’s pretty good. I like beans.

I’m about halfway through my bean when I hear a noise in the living room. I peek around the corner and I see some commotion at the front door. I get a little closer and I see that daddy is home! I run over to say hello. Daddy scoops me up and snuggles me for a bit. I tell daddy about my day and show him what’s left of my bean. Daddy seems fascinated by what I have to say.

By the time we get back into the kitchen mommy has dinner ready on the table. It smells yummy! I’m suddenly very hungry. I don’t protest while I’m strapped into my high chair. I look at all the delicious food and I’m amazed by what mommy and I can do with just a few basic ingredients. Such a perfect feast and it all started with yogurt and salad dressing.

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Toddler Humour

I have a great sense of humour. Laughter is an amazing stress reliever and everyone should strive for as many good laughs as possible. I make sure that I get my dose of the funny stuff every day. Very few things make me feel as good as a thorough giggle.

As I grow, I find that my taste in humour matures. When I was tiny I found it hilarious when mommy would stick out her tongue. As I got slightly bigger seeing daddy dance for me was the funniest thing. Then blowing raspberries was the big hit. These days my sense of humour is much more refined.

It may not be as easy to get me laughing these days, but there are several things that are sure to put a smile on my face. Here are ten of my current favourite activities for a good laugh. Favourites may change without notice.

Happy Peachy

Here come the giggles!

1. Tickles

I am putting tickles at the top of the list because this is a timeless classic. Nobody can resist a good tickle. My favourite tickles are those delivered by the tickle monster. My tastes may be maturing but I know a good thing when I see it and tickles never go out of style.

2. Being Naughty

Sometimes being just a little bit naughty can be really funny. The secret is to make sure that you don’t cross the line and get into actual trouble. You want to be just a little bit naughty, not a bad baby. It’s great fun when you get into something you shouldn’t, forcing mommy or daddy to get up and stop you. Then you run away only to return to the forbidden activity as soon as mommy or daddy sit back down again. If you haven’t tried this game already, you should give it a shot the moment you have the opportunity. It is a real riot and you’ll be giggling in no time.

3. The Pink Elephant Dance

I can’t help but giggle when mommy makes Pink Elephant dance. He hops from one foot to the other as his ears flop around and the rattle inside his head makes so much noise. The dance is great but when really pushes it over the edge is the song that accompanies it. It’s my favourite and it always makes me laugh.

4. The Airplane Game

This is another timeless classic which I have enjoyed for as long as I can remember. The airplane game only gets better with time. The bigger I get, the more flying around I can handle. I’m practically unstoppable now!

5. Chin Kisses

I can’t help but giggle when I get kisses under my chin. It feels so weird and giggly. Chin kisses come out of nowhere when I least expect them. One moment I’m on my back trying to see the tv behind me, and the next moment I’m rolling around in hysterical laughter.

6. Pillow Bonk

This is a new one that I have discovered only recently. It all started when I brought mommy one of the chair cushions from the kitchen. Mommy took it and said thank you as usual. Then she brought it up over her head and said “bonk” as she bumped her head with the cushion. It was funny, so I giggled. Then mommy did the same thing but with my head and it was even more funny! Now I bring mommy the cushion every time I want to play the bonk game.

7. Being Corn

This game is best when played with daddy. He picks me up on my side and calls me a tasty looking piece of corn on he cob. Then daddy nibbles my ribs. Next daddy says I’m delicious corn and he must give me a taste. This is followed by more rib nibbles. It’s great fun.

8. Toe Nibbles

If we’re going to talk about being eaten for the sake of comedy, we can’t leave out toe nibbles. There is something immensely satisfying about having one of your feet pretend eaten. That’s good comedy.

9. The Hat Game

When I’m in need of a good giggle, I like to wear random objects on my head as a hat. Usually mommy helps me with this game, but I have been known to play it all by myself. I am a big girl and big girls don’t always need help.

10. Sound Effects

I’m well aware that mommy and daddy can use their mouths for talking, but they can also make some very funny sound effects. Some of the sounds they can make are downright silly. If they can manage to make faces at the same time, it’s twice as funny. I especially like sounds and faces that I don’t remember seeing or hearing before.

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