Immediately to the left of this post is a list that I have had in my head since Benjamin was two days old. That was when we took him to his first doctor's appointment and we were told that we needed to bottle feed him until I was able to breastfeed again (long story, maybe for another post some day). I was devastated because that was not my plan. Well, I came to learn that when it comes to parenting, rarely do things go the way we plan. So I humbly present to you my list of things I said I'd never do when I had kids...but did.
Yes, you read correctly... dog poop. I've been waiting for it to happen, and today it finally did. Benjamin and I were exploring outside this morning (it finally stopped raining so we could do that again!) and I turned my back for a minute to throw a stick for Sadie. When I turned back around, I noticed that Benjamin was intently inspecting something on the ground. Not just inspecting, but probing. WITH HIS HANDS. I bent down to take a closer look and realized that my son was playing with dog poop. Dog poop . Disgusting. I whisked him up and into the house, zombie style (arms straight out in front of him) and thoroughly scrubbed his hands with my favorite "Kitchen Lemon" anti-bacterial, hopefully anti-dog poop, until his hands (and arms) smelled like a citrus grove. As he sits next to me while I write this, eating a granoloa bar, I have to reassure myself that the anti-bacterial soap did it's job (as did the hot water and vigorous scrubbing for a full sixty seconds...
Allison, I totally enjoy reading your blogs. You hit the nail on the head everytime when it comes to mommyhood:) Many moms/wifes can relate to your blogs. Reminds me of when Trey (my first) was born and everything stressed me. Now with Steve (my 3rd) its anything goes! Haha Thanks for sharing:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Jamie! It's good to know that someone is actually reading and enjoying them. :)
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