It would appear that Jamie’s message at the end of my last post was, in fact, toddler language for “Mummy, you’re forgetting hand cream containers! Honestly, after eight months of wrestling Vaseline bottles back from me, I’d expect you to remember that entry on the list of Things I Like!”
The peculiar thing is that it’s not just Vaseline bottles, but any kind of hand cream container. You wouldn’t think the small dark blue tubes that Dove comes in looked anything like the large white jars of E45 cream, would you? Without knowing the contents, how could you know that they both belonged to the same general category of objects? Jamie, apparently, does. All hand cream containers are Things To Be Lunged For.
They are also, unfortunately, Things Not Suitable For Babies, at least while they still contain hand cream. (All our empty ones are now recategorised as Jamie toys, which allows for some distraction.) This predilection of Jamie’s has led to some fierce struggles and a certain amount of hand cream consumption on his part when we haven’t managed to wrest the tubes away from him quickly enough. Oh, well, at least he’s probably got the softest silkiest intestinal walls of any baby in town.