Vlad Mazek

Something so cute happened tonight that I just had to blog about it… for the first time in over 13 months. Ah, I actually have a life these days, quite an active one. To the left is my beautiful baby son, Tim Mazek.

Earlier tonight he was being bad and his mommy was losing patience with him. He resisted clothing and he peed on the floor. I don’t have the heart to tell her that without her around, I’d probably be doing the same. Anyhow, point is, he was getting on her nerves.

So he asked for some watermellon.

She handed him over some.

He sat on the floor, started eating from his plate and then threw a piece of it on the floor. What happened next was an old fashioned, down home, beatdown. I believe I heard “Momma ain’t about to raise no watermellon spillin’ fool. Finna turn your ass purple.” (I was trying to set the dinner table, I may not have heard the exact words exchanged but I assure you that it sounded/felt similar.)

What happened next was just… amazing. For all three of us.

He went to the cabinet under the sink and kept on asking for her to open it.

He then took the plastic box of Clorox wipes and we both thought.. alright, he’s just asking for a beatdown, we’ll let him amuse himself.

He then went to the spot where he threw down the watermellon chunk, pulled out a wipe and started cleaning up after himself.

As we watched in awe… he took the box back to the cabinet. Katie went to close it.

Timmy then picked up the child lock and started putting it onto the cabinet.

“All done!”

In case you’re wondering, of course, he got it from me.