With a crawling baby, you have to literally get on your hands and knees to ensure the floor is clean, or else, your
vacuum baby will find whatever is left behind, and put everything in his mouth.
Let me repeat. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G in his mouth.
Now, I had just vacuumed. I had just put the vacuum away, too. I was pretty certain we were A-OK and in the clear. So when I saw his butt from behind my husband’s chair, I wasn’t too concerned. I glanced around the corner, and saw him sitting up, but outstretched in front of him, belly practically touching the floor in some crazy baby-yoga move or something, as he reached for underneath the chair.
(Let me interject here with a little tidbit for those of you who may not already know this: Babies have a government-issued, laser-targeted radar-lock on whatever it is you don’t want them to find. True story. Accept this fact. Learn this. Know this. And the sooner you do? The easier your life will be for you when you realize, because there is no rest for you. Ever. The end)
Okay, back to the original story. So, there he was, outstretched, and out it comes. From under the chair, and almost directly into his wanton baby mouth. This thing. Of course, I snatched it away with my ninja-like mom skills. And then I paused a sec. What.. what the heck WAS this!?
Do you know what this is?
C’mon, really? No idea, huh? Okay, well let me give you a hint..
How about now? Any idea what it is now?
A slice of cheese.
Unbelievably enough, one of my cheese-addicted children *cough*2-year-old*cough* snatched a slice from the fridge, crumpled it up into a wad-like ball when she couldn’t get it open, and left it on my husband’s chair, causing it to fall into a crevice, working it’s way between the cushions and chair parts, probably getting knocked to the floor when I bumped the chair with the vacuum.
Like Dominos or something. I couldn’t have even choreographed that to happen, even if I wanted to. And not only did it happen, baby dude knew right where to go!
I mentioned the laser-target on babies, right?
It’s a good thing I’m hooked on him. This sense of humor helps keep me sane, allowing me to see the finer things in the every day, truly appreciate our beautiful life, and not take things for granted. For today, try not taking it all too seriously, ok?
Today’s question, what special skill do you notice babies have?
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