The mother of the year award is MINE. You can all stop worrying about that.
Posted January 6, 2010on:
I know it’s only a week into January, but I really think I’ve cemented the mother of the year award with my uber-good parenting today.
1. Before we went out to Mother Goose, I set up the kitchen and entry so that the roomba could run around in there. I was moving the chairs, etc., into the living room where the poptart was playing with the (metal) heating vent on the wall. Then she yanked a tag off the the chair that I hadn’t removed. By the time I got to her she had consumed about a quarter of it.
2. I picked her up, put her pants on (she hangs out in a shirt only, usually), and went to put her boots and coat on her. When I got to the entry, I noticed there were drops of blood on her pants and shirt. I looked all over my hands for it; turns out she cut her finger open on the heating vent.
3. I took her upstairs, cleaned the cut and put a couple of those little round bandaids on it. Then I packed her in the car and went off to Mother Goose (you see where this is going, right?). When I got to Mother Goose, the bandaids were off her finger. I only found one of them.
It’s okay – it was one of the fabric ones.
And yes, I put new pants on her.
And that was just TODAY. Earlier in the week, I washed her sippy cup in the dishwasher and then filled it and put the lid back on – without the valve. It took me about 4 days to figure out why she was choking on the water all the time.
Just give up. Mother of the Year Award 2010 is MINE.
6 Responses to "The mother of the year award is MINE. You can all stop worrying about that."
Comments are closed.