OK, so Saturday morning I wake up at three for one of Ada's nightly feedings. To aid in keeping her asleep I will many times conduct the complete transaction in the dark. Apparently, in this case, I should have rethought the sweet gesture. Upon waking up at six for her early morning feeding I found the poor dear with both legs trapped in one leg hole of the sleeper. Like I have mentioned previously, Ada does not enjoy her arms swaddled, but seemingly she does not mind her legs being swaddled.
My second confession. Ada and I went to Kohl's on Sunday while Jimmy was taking a late afternoon nap. The whole Kohl's experience was an adventure in itself. All I will say is 10 minutes to close, new cashier, fussy baby and incorrect pricing on 83% of my purchase. You can make up your own conclusion to that one. Anyway, on the way home I gave Jimmy a call to see if he needed me to pick anything up. Mid-ring I hear a sound that mimics a grown man expelling gas. Ada!?! Now, my daughter can run with the big dogs in this area but even tonight she was surprising me. I close my phone and ask Ada how she feels now. She assures me she is feeling much better now so I dial Jimmy and once again I hear the highly impressive yet quite disturbing sound. My goodness, Ada! I once more close my phone and look at Ada. She has either already developed a decent poker face or the child is truly innocent. Finally I realize there is a correlation between the phone and the flatulence. Jimmy's vibrating cellphone in the glove compartment had attempted to incriminate the feminine little rose petal. The cellphone, not my child, was gassy.
4 comments:
That is hilarious! I wish Reed had the cell phone as an excuse - he can let it go like a grown man! And he giggles about it. Thinks it's funny. We're going to have to work on this when he gets a little older!
Oh I am cracking up! Nice that you confess this stuff so others can have a good laugh! (Uhh, with you not at you, right?) ;o)
My confession:
I once took Sara Kate to church with her dress on backwards. Normally, I could blame that on Brad, but not this time......oh well, one of the 'girly-girl' moms noticed and hooked me up. In my defense, some dresses can be tricky (at least I think).
Oh well, we're bound to embarass them at some point or another!
Cute post!
-Shana
That is too funny! To answer your question about my blog, I was an obsessed blogger. Maybe there is a bloggers anonymous! :) Anyway, I felt like God was telling me there were some areas that I was putting before Him, so for lent, I have cut back to only blogging once a week. It is one of those times in my life, when I really need to hear God over the world. :)
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