Occasionally we misplace a sippy cup. I say 'we'. The reality is I allow Miss C to carry it everywhere and 'I' lose track. Yesterday I lost track of an orange one. This would not be the end of the world except for the content-MILK. I was aware it was missing. And more aware of a pressing need to find it. But there was a sink full of dirty dishes. So now I'm lazy times two. It's missing and I'm hoping it is with the dishes.
No such luck.
I'm walking into my room when Miss C walks out of Hubs closet with-tada!! An orange sippy cup. And she's drinking from it. Frick. No, double frick. As I throw up in my mouth I scream NOOO!! She is startled by my crazy over reaction to her having a simple drink. I grab the cup, run to the kitchen, hold my breath and empty it. Rinse it. Again.
It's several hours later and Miss C is alive. Even better she has been puke free so I'm assuming we're good. And when I say we're good I mean she's not dying of food poisoning. Not that I'm a good mother. Not even close.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
There's a 3 second rule. Is there a 24 hour rule?
Posted by Audrey at 12:57 PM
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Well, okay, sounds like similar things happen at your house as they do at my house, though I try to refrain from letting my MIL read about all of them. You might like to read www.robinschicks.com. She has a mother of the month segment that this would be good for, and it is entirely funny. ;)
I found a rogue cup in my car the other day. Since I can barely remember to change my clothes lately, sippy cups are way, way off my radar. I tossed it - it was way to foul to deal with.
I'm with mommylogs. No rinsing...throw it out! Ick.
oh no - never throw away the $7.99 sippy cups!! too much of an investment for sure. When my youngest signed off of them, I handed them down like a torch to another momma!!
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