The Raisin Caper

I came home from Yoga class all relaxed and Ohm-ed out when Eric asked me, quite pointedly, “Hey Leeanne, was Sammy eating raisins in his room today?”

“No, of course not,” I replied.

Silly question, I thought. Why would I let Sam eat raisins in his room or anything else for that matter. He’s a baby. Does he think I am teaching our child bad habits already? Never mind…I am supposed to be in Zens-ville after my time on the yoga mat. Chill baby, baby, chill.

“Well, I found one that seemed fresh, right next to the wipes on the change table.” He accused.

I thought about it for a second. “Hmm, that’s strange. The last time Sam had raisins was for lunch yesterday.”

There was a pause. And then, the look on his face.

I have never laughed so hard. Is that wrong?

I didn’t know reanimated raisins could roll that far.

Do you have a funny story to share? I would love to hear about it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Baby Proofing is So Overrated

I was changing baby which is so tough these days without something to distract him. The closest thing on hand was a bottle of gripe water so I gave him to him. He loved it!

The next thing I heard was slurp.. slurp.. glug! and then whaah!! I looked just in time to see gripe water trickling into his little eyes. I gasped, apologizing profusely as I wiped the sting out of his now teary baby blues!

‘Why don’t they put baby proof caps on these blasted bottles’, I muttered. Not surprisingly, baby slept well afterwards.

Fast forward to the next night. Baby is teething and it’s 1 am.

As I grab the gripe water, bleary eyes out of focus, I am grateful I don’t have to fumble with the bottle too much.

And then it hits me. Umm…baby proofing? Idiot proofing is more like it.

Please don’t judge. You know you’ve done it too!

If you haven’t, maybe you have a equally horrifying and yet funny-after-the-fact sort of story to share? I would love to hear it and promise I will read with abandoned empathy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tissue Fallout

I told my sister-in-law about Sam’s leaky nose and how I dealt with it on that day (see ‘Leaky Nose blurb). Having raised 4 kids I thought for sure she had done the same. I thought wrong.

She was better prepared. Tissues stuffed up her sleeves and in every pocket was her game. So being the ever present student that I am, I tried this. Once.

Have you ever opened the dryer and seen white bits of tissue everywhere?

Oh, I’ll never get it right, never! (me banging my head on a piano)

Just kidding. But tissue fallout is a b&*tch.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Leaky Nose

I was at play gym the other day with Sammy and his leaky nose. Far away from the stroller, where the tissues are.

Ugh..you know you’re a mom when you think,

‘I’ll just use the inside of my cardi to wipe his nose. It’ll dry up and no one will notice.

But, still a bit disgusted with the whole scene, you justify it. “This is what moms do!’

A badge of honour, I say.

Maybe.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Pockets on the Inside are In

Have you ever gone to put your phone in your pocket and couldn’t and then couldn’t figure out why?

Then you realize that you put your pants on inside out! But, rather than put them on the right way you just put your phone in your pocket that is on the inside now.

You know you’re a mommie when…

You think ‘Hey this is a good idea, wearing pants inside out.’

Do you have mommie moments you want to share?

Thanks for reading. I am looking forward to hearing from you!

Namaste