Add this one to the "Bad Mommy" short list
At least she's too young to really know I'm not on top of things and doesn't yet have an opinion about it :-)
This weekend was jam packed with activity: birthday present shopping; cleaning house; visits from cousins Jake, Stef, and Baby K; soccer; an evening with friends; a 4-mile walk; Tim working; Miss E's birthday party. And so it isn't terribly surprising, is it, that I awoke this morning to realize that
a) Bobbin had no clean underwear (actually - she did have clean underwear; they just weren't dry yet :-))
b) We had NO breakfast food in the house whatsoever. No bread. No cereal. No waffles. No pancakes. Nada. It was a toss up between mac & cheese or Elmo Vegetable soup, neither of which really seemed appropriate (although I guess they would have been fine).
On the plus side, the house was still spotless from all of our cleaning efforts this weekend. Bobbin was a huge help with that; she loves to clean. But that was really of no consequence given that I had a super hungry preschooler who wasn't wearing any underwear under the dress that she often insists on pulling up around her waist when she's running.
So I popped a pair of her wet undies in the dryer, got her some blueberries, got dressed, and announced we'd be having breakfast at "The Apple Store" (aka PCC) this morning on the way to school. Man, was I the hero that saved the day from myself. She was so excited she only complained mildly about her undies still being slightly wet when I put them on her in the laundry room and shuttled her toward the door.
Breakfast was a hit - all organic - turkey sausage, cheesy scrambled eggs, toast with raspberry jam, and some fresh strawberries and blueberries, and some watermelon juice. I had to make the toast myself by buying a loaf of bread and some jam and toasting it in their free-for-all toaster in the hot foods area. But hey - now we have us some breakfast food in the house. Two birds; one stone (albeit an expensive stone. An all organic prepared meal does not come cheap, even when served in toddler-sized portions on a paper plate). Bobbin chowed down, although it took her close to an hour to get to the point where she was full. She left the store with one hand grasping a slice of toast with jam, and the other tightly gripping a large organic strawberry, both of which she refused to give up despite her announcement to the store that her tummy was full. She ate both in the car on the way to school. We arrived at 9:30am, an hour later than usual, and Bobbin was completely covered head to toe, literally, in jam. I had to practically sponge bathe her at the toddler sink before we went into the classroom.
And the worst part is... as I sit here and type this I realized that I went to the grocery store TWICE today and STILL forgot to buy pancakes and waffles. Ah well - we do have fresh bread and jam. She'll have toast in the morning :-)
Comments
Girl, if THIS is bad mommying, be my mama! :)
Posted by Pamela on July 29, 2008 5:11 AM.