"Gah! OH SHooT! Swimming has has already started! Quick, put your coat and boots on....I'll get the baby!"
I grabbed Bad out of bed and threw him into his snowsuit without socks. Grabbed a swimsuit and towel for the Princess and hustled them both into their carseats in less than 5 minutes flat. Tore out of the driveway and had her at the pool, and in the water, just about ten minutes after she asked her initial question. I've never forgotten about one of her activities like that before.
She's like me and hates to be late for anything but she did great in her lesson, and afterwards I gave her a big hug and helped her get changed. We pulled off her swimsuit and put on her sweater and unders. As I was trying to get her jeans over her feet I noticed that her underwear looked wet. I was kneeling in front of her, and as I looked at her, half-dazed, her underwear were definitely getting wetter by the second. I couldn't figure it out.....and then I saw a glimpse of red nylon....I'd put her underwear right on top of her bikini bottoms! Gah! How could anyone be that stupid?! (and to anyone thinking that she's four and should therefore dress herself, she can and does. But at 5:00, after an hour of swimming, she's tired and I'm tired, Bad is trying to crawl through puddles and I want to go home and make dinner so I dress her. Sue me.)
Obviously I couldn't let her go home in soaking wet underwear, and it's too cold to let her go home in her swimsuit and towel....and commando in jeans is just not a good thing. I rifled through the diaper bag in search of a solution and luckily her ballet leotard was still in there so we used it for underwear and just left the top half rumpled around her waist and tucked it under her sweater. Necessity is the mother of all invention...
Oh - and all of your comments yesterday made me think of something else I hate about that book, the suggestions of how to feed your baby. Now, I made my babies wonderful homemade baby food (because I can't stand the smell of the stuff in jars) and I'd never put cola in a bottle, but the recipe for Baby's First Birthday Cake....with wholewheat flour and apple juice concentrate instead of sugar? Come on! So here are a couple photos of my children being poisoned by white sugar and processed flour....you know they love it!
Bad's First Birthday Cake
The Princess's Second Birthday Cake
21 comments:
Leotards as panties may just be the cure-all for the world's ills. It gives you that little "I know something you don't know feeling."
(Or maybe I'm just weird).
Anyway, love the cutie cute pictures.
Cute pictures! I have some reallly messy ones of my second and third. My first ate his with a spoon cuz he didn't want to get messy. Still have the same personalities!
I once got all the way to swim class to discover that I had forgotten my son's bathing suit. The pool is about 20 minutes away, and the class is 25 minutes long. Needless to say we couldn't go back home to get the suit. Instead he just cried his heart out.
All of which I mention as a way to make you feel better about the underpants.
I do this all the time. Well the being late and the no undies under jeans. I even forget my own. (I go in with the younger two every week).
I would say I win, hands down, the bad mom award. Luckily we're all still alive. Miracles do happen!
Cute story and cute pictures. I often forget I have to be somewhere with one of my kids and Alexis is like your daughter and hates to be late - but, sometimes she just is. Have a good day. Kellan
Cake should be the exception to every rule, as far as I'm concerned.
Ack - I hate that feeling of "oh, crap, we're supposed to be someplace...". My soh can't stand to be tardy to anything. I fear I let him down. Alot.
Oh, and I made a healthy cake for my first's first. He hated it. My second got the good stuff. =)
Holy cuteness, Batman.
Seriously - your post yesterday made me smile all day today. THanks...my new bloggy buddy, thank you.
Oh the things I feed my kid.... That book would explode if it knew.
Oh goodness, I forget a class at least once a week! They have taekwondo 4 times a week and only ever go 3 times. I usually forget Monday`s class. Mondays and I are not friends.
You are an awesome mom, I certainly would not have rushed out already running late:)and that was some quick thinking on your part!
I had to laugh at the cake thing. I did make some of their sugar free cookies and stuff for the kids, but birthday cake should be full of sugar and fat. Otherwise what is the point...
Now that I am a much more relaxed mom of 4, we laugh at how crazy and mean I was to make baked goods with no sugar!
I've been forgetting more and more stuff lately, eventhough I write everything on a calendar. I hate missing things or being late, too!
Jennifer, Le Binky Bitch
Thank goodness...a birthday cake made with whole wheat flour is akin to ice cream made out of tofu...neither make me feel like celebrating. Great photos. Fun blog.
LOL. Good job getting her in the pool in 10 minutes, baby in tow! I'm so impressed she remembered she had swimming by herself at only 4.
And btw, I still dressed my 6 yr old after swimming, because he was so disorganized, he'd throw his clothes on the soaking wet floor, and I just hated that. It was easier to just put the clothes on him myself. Quicker, too.
Love the pix - processed sugar and all.
Heidi
"Poisoning" never looked so good!
Oh Badness, you ARE the mother of invention. Good for you for getting your princess there in time for her lesson --- that's major effort! And good for Princess for remembering, that is one smart cookie you have there!
I hate being late for things.
I am never late.
I expect lightning to strike me down at any time, now.
Hey, whatever works, right? I can't tell you how many days I've rushed out of the house like that...*sigh*.
I am on a health food kick but it will be a while yet before I insist on whole wheatapple juice cake for my daughter's birthday. Some things you just can't deprive your chilren of, including conventional birthday cake like every other child gets.
ahhhh... those days are rough. but you improvised beautifully.
Love those pictures. My son gets store-bought birthday cakes with lots of gooey frosting. That's what birthdays are for dammnit - indulging.
Hurra! Love the pics. My son is totally eating white processed flour and bleached sugar for his first birthday. No doubt about it.
WE FORGOT MY DAUGHTER'S PIANO LESSONS YESTERDAY. (we also forgot that her piano teacher had cancelled them last week, so it all worked out. BUT STILL.)
With my first baby, I was really, really pure. The poor thing had a sugarless whole wheat carrot applesauce cake.... and it was the first cake to cross her wee mouth. Yeah, I sucked.
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