Basic Mom Week in Review - 10/16/16
/5 Things That Actually Happened This Week and the Lessons I Learned
1. After sitting down at the dinner table, my 3-year-old silently removed her shirt and pants, then picked up her spoon and said, "There we go."
Lesson: College may still be 15 years away, but I am already very scared.
2. This interaction with another mom and my 3 year old at library story time:
Me: Your baby is so good! I haven't heard a peep from him this whole time.
Other Mom: Yeah . . . That's because he didn't sleep last night.
3-Year-Old: My daddy's name is Jason. He sleeps a lot.
Lesson: Sometimes 3 year olds just need to throw their dads under the bus, whether it's conversationally relevant or not.
3. My husband found this adorable "Buff Baby" rattle at the book store, and I said it would be funny to get for my cousin's baby:
Then, this conversation ensued:
Husband: Is she having a boy or a girl?
Me: Why does it matter?
Husband: [confused pause]
Me: [meaningful look while shaking my head]
Husband: Oh, I guess it doesn't. I . . . I was being sexist.
Lesson: Despite the fact that I am approximately 9,000 times more likely than my husband to lift weights on any given day, his brain was like: weight = strong = boys only, which just goes to show that misogyny is alive and well - even in the best of men.
4. This conversation with my 3-year-old:
Me: I ordered boots for your Han Solo costume.
3-Year-Old: Can I wear them today?
Me: No. They aren't here yet.
3-Year-Old: Why?
Me: I ordered them online, so they need to ship here.
3-Year-Old: Oh, they on the Millennium Falcon?
Lesson: She's going to be pretty disappointed when a FedEx truck pulls up.
5. While working on a Halloween craft, my 3-year-old and I misplaced both of the tiny googly eyes that were supposed to go on her ghost. A few minutes after we finished the project, my daughter had to go potty. When I went in to help her wipe, one of the tiny googly eyes was staring up at me from inside the toilet.
Lesson: Either my daughter pees googly eyes, or one of them somehow made it down her pants during our crafting.
