Today, Pinky had finished going potty and I asked her if she had flushed and washed her hands. Of course she hadn’t, so she ran back into the bathroom. As she is standing at the sink, barely able to reach the faucet and allowing globs of soap to run onto her hands, she reaches over to the toilet with her foot and proceeds to flush it.
Today, Pinky and I went on an outing to Linens ‘N Things after hearing about a possible sale on duvets. ($14 to be exact. You can never have enough duvets!!!) In the parking lot, Pinky said “Mommy, I want to walk by myself,” and I responded with a good ol’ “If you ride in the cart, I’ll buy you some candy,” knowing full well that riding in the cart would make our trip much more successful and quick. But surprisingly, she said she didn’t want the candy and just wanted to walk, so I gave in. Then she insisted that she couldn’t hold my hand because her hands were cold and she desperately needed to put them in her coat pockets or they may get frost bitten and fall off.
So, we headed in through the double doors with me holding the sleeve of her coat, anticpating she may run away to the netherworld vortex in the back of the store. As we crossed the treshhold and approached the bedding section, Pinky tripped on the edge of a rug and attempted to become one with the floor. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! She’s screaming and crying and I’m trying to calm her down, when I looked down at my hand which was covered in blood. I picked her up the best I could and headed for the door, not quite knowing whether we should bolt for the car or get someone’s help from inside the store.
As I’m walking out the 1st of 2 double doors, we pass a woman coming into the store. She stops and offers me some tissues to help stop the crazy amounts of blood flowing from my child’s face. It turns out that this nice woman is a dentist and she checks out Pinky’s teeth real quick to make sure that everything is ok. Luckily for us, she just has a busted lip and life as we know it will be able to continue. I thanked the woman, as I truly appreciated her help during our mini-crisis. Although I was relatively calm, it was nice to have someone caring to help out, even though she was a stranger. It would be nice if there were more nice strangers in the world.
Traditionally, I never make New Year’s resolutions. For me, I have come to find that I usually don’t stick with them and it’s basically a waste of my precious time to even think about what those may be.
But this year, I’ve decided to take the plunge and actually commit to something. Recently, I have been trying to eat healthier and have been succeeding about 85% of the time. The other 15% is spent nibbling on junk food that magically appears in my pantry and goes by the name of chocolate. I must admit that when is comes to the delicious goodness that is chocolate, I have no self control. I can say that usually I have it in my mind to try to be good and eat it only in moderation, but my hips and love handles can tell you stories about how that doesn’t ever work. It’s like I take one bite and the rest is magically inhaled! So, as my NEW YEAR’s RESOLUTION, I’m going to try to cut down on the junk. My butt and thighs will thank me later.
Literally, it is freakin’ cold here. I had to pull out the sweaters, coats, hats, gloves and mittens (for Pinky of course.) I even played evil photographer mommy and made Pinky pose for me with her gear on, while I tempted her with Dum Dums. See…
