"Hey, That Mom, where have you been"?? I know. I have been asking myself the same question. Truth is...I have a toddler. A bona fide toddler. And boy, is this kid busy.
I have likened his current state to an octopus. Where did all these fast-moving arms & hands come from??
Shopping in Kohl's a few weeks ago in their very spacious (ahem) aisles, PB had a field day. He literally just put out his arm as I pushed his stroller through these ridiculously narrow aisles and down came a thousand toddler-sized sweaters. Ok, maybe not a thousand. But close. I know since I replaced them all as neatly as I could. Yeah, your Kohl's is not a mess because of me.
What might be a mess because of me and my baby Octopus is the booth or table at your local family eatery. It's like clearing a war path to set this kid at a table. Immediately move the silverware, the condiments, the table tents advertising the drinks and desserts I desperately need. Move it all. And mad-dog the server who sets down a plate the temperature of the sun in front of PB. Seriously?? You know he's going to grab that, right??
Unintentionally, she gets her payback. In the form of torn and half-chewed bits of food everywhere within a 5 foot radius. And that is growing as he gets a stronger arm. Why just last night, PB pelted a man behind us with a crayon and a large hunk of buttered bread.
Needless to say, all dining out with said toddler has been suspended. Indefinitely.
That's where "That Mom" has been. Out trying to keep the discount department stores and casual dining establishments free from toddler terrorism.
Well, and resting up from this good fight.
Stay tuned. I am sure this Christmas tree that's just gone up tonight will provide even more excitement!!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment