Warning: If you are a mom, you'll understand this post... If you are pregnant or get queasy, just stop reading and check out what's happening over there. Just not here. LOL
Every now and then I have a friend or fellow blogger tell me that my kids are "so perfect" and it seems like "there's never any trouble with either of them."
Oh, no. No, no, no.
Half of that is true. They are perfect ;)
Today was clear proof that there is ALWAYS something that comes up. Today...it was cheerios and OJ. Nice. And, oh no. Not just on Alex's clothes. And not at home.
IN THE CAR SEAT.
ON THE SIDE OF THE DOOR.
ON THE FLOOR OF THE CAR.
INSIDE HIS SHOES (How? I couldn't even begin to explain that one...they were on his feet. And he was wearing socks!)
And where were we...? In the parking lot at Toys 'R' Us/Babies 'R' Us just getting ready to get out of the car.
Oh, and does this mommy of TWO remember to put an extra change of clothes for each kid in the car? NO.
Does she have any empty shopping bags? NO. She gave up Target for Lent and now there are no bags. LOL I'm such a bad Catholic griping about the non-existence of Target bags in the car... Anyway...
I go to the furthest parking spot to get him out and clean him up as much as I can. I'm freaking out because it is EVERYWHERE. Then I start laughing because this is just so goofy. I mean, what mom doesn't have an extra set of clothes in the car or a trash bag?!
Once he is semi-cleaned, I call the doc. Fly home to grab some towels and something easy to put on him and fly back downtown. Thank goodness the cops were busy today. OK, kidding...I was keeping up with traffic not the psycho motorcycle guy who was weaving in and out of lanes as fast as he could possibly go. Ya know, that is the reason why those guys are found splattered on the road. Not because we drivers aren't paying attention... That's another post.
Well, my mood has changed since I started writing this...
We get to the doc, and Alex is giggling and happy and FINE. What the heck was that all about in the parking lot, buddy? She thinks that he may just have gotten a little motion sickness. Little? Girl, you want me to show you the devastation? That ain't little.
Anyway, all is good. Car seat/car is cleaned. Babies 'R' Us errand run completed. And, I'm going bed early tonight...
By the way, this is the sort of thing that happens when you Spring Clean. I'm thinking of banning it.