Monday, November 10, 2008

All is not quiet on this front

If they give out daily awards for being an outstanding mother, today would not be my day.
First I kicked Hannah in the eye. I was trying to go up the stairs, and she was sitting right in the way. As I lifted my leg to go over her, she stood up (and let's face it my spatial awareness is not always right on), and I kicked her right in the eye with my heavy boots.

Next, I tried to poison her at lunch. I was trying to get her to eat a sandwich, "Come on Hannah. Eat the food," and I couldn't figure out why she kept crying and saying, "All done, all done," when she had only eaten one bite. I tried to feed her a few more bites, to no avail. Finally I just plopped her out of her high chair and sent her to bed. Later, when I was cleaning up I noticed that the jam I had used on her sandwich was growing its own colony of mold. Nice.

After that, things went a little better until I was ignoring her and she fell off a chair and got another black eye.

I think God made children's memories short for a reason. Otherwise we'd all need therapy.

11 comments:

ClingerFamily said...

I can totally relate! At least there wasn't a trip to the hospital, like there was for us. And as far as the jam and mold, consider it her antibiotics for the winter! Haha

*MARY* said...

I do stuff like this all the time. I wonder why my kids haven't run away yet.

Marcie said...

Hey, we all have those days. That is why we go to sleep at night, so we can wake up and start all over the next day.

Natalie said...

And there's no chocolate for your therapy! What a day!! At least you get do-overs tomorrow. Hope you have a better day Ü

jayedee said...

with 12 kids, we were on a first name basis with the staff at the local ER!
when our jordin was little....we actually rotated ERs so his many injuries didn't red flag us for a visit from dcf! lol
those were the days!

Melanie J said...

I think I have this day about once a week.

ROBYN -N- KEVIN said...

DWS has been notified... sorry if they show up at your door but Hannah is just too cute to be abused like that. Love ya'll!!

ROBYN -N- KEVIN said...

Ha ha. I am a retard... I meant DCFS!! But maybe the DWS should visit you too!

Stephanie and Co. said...

That's my mom's favorite joke, Robyn. She loves to tell me that DCFS will be notified immediately.
They kind of scare me.
Is DWS the Division of Weirdo Services? Because they can visit me. I totally need them.

Lisa Kearl said...

Hey Steph, it's Lisa Kearl, I'm so glad I found your blog. You seriously crack me up. I think we all have days like that. I know I've had my share. Feel free to check out our blog at abeandlisa.blogspot.com.

Rachel R said...

Hi! I found your blog on Mormon Mommy Blogs... just wanted to say that it happens to the best of us. My son rolled off the couch (on to the carpet, thankfully), while tightly swaddled, when he was 2 months old. What a way to start off motherhood!