Perhaps it was like the moment today that I realized all of this had happened in approximately 93 seconds:
On the front porch, just as I realize that Maggie is standing in the wagon that was supposed to be keeping her contained, I reached to keep her from falling out of the wagon and then see out of the corner of my eye Max waving around an ant trap he had found that was now dripping poison all over him. So I grabbed both kids and ran inside and up the stairs to the bathroom to strip Max down and get rid of the poison before somebody ate some of it. And just as I had lathered his hands down at the sink and stripped of his clothes to toss him in the tub, I glanced over to see Maggie pulling herself up on the open toilet with her tongue heading right for the rim. Nice.
And when I asked myself, What just happened here?, the answer came back so clearly: what just happened here was a normal 93 seconds in the life of a 2-year-old and a 10-month-old. Amazing to think that someday these little people will clothe, feed and care for not only themselves, but perhaps even a new generation of 93-seconds-of-craziness-creators.
2 comments:
Rissa, Welcome to the club! They are the beginnings of a fun life with unexpected ups and downs.Enjoy it,laugh,and expect the unexpected. Have an awesome time with your kiddos! Write this stories down so that Max and Maggie can share with their kids someday!Cindy
It's nice to hear that my life is not an isolated case. You make me laugh out loud!
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