Three things happened in twenty minutes. First I am at the computer printing out puppy docs and I look over my shoulder and see Gracie picking up a full cup of water. I tell her "No, no" instead of acting on this disaster about to happen. Being the obedient 15 month old she is, she takes a large drink. Then comes the sputtering and choking. I now run to her aid...but there is no water to be found..the cup is empty and her face barely wet. The floor dry. Hmmmm....She is looking at me like a tidal wave is approaching in the background. Now I see it. A small steady stream leaking from the left tow of her pink sleeper and the left leg of said sleeper bulging with cold water. Gotta hand it to Carters, they make great waterproof sleepers. We drained Gracie and got her in dry clothes...she is once again hunting for cups of water and this time I will *act* instead of speaking.
Second, I needed to run downstairs to grab something that wasn't upstairs. I skipped down four steps and abruptly stopped because there appeared to be a sleeping toddler wedged on one stair holding his blanky and sucking his thumb. Oooooh...how cute. I didn't know he was tired, it is only 11:30am. I sweetly whisper "Micah....Micah, you want Mommy to bring you to bed?" He sits there for a moment actively sucking his thumb then his eyes pop open and he says "I not seeping, I dead! Danny hit me so I died on da stairs." O.k. then, ruin Mommy's fun...go be dead in your room, but not on the stairs.
Third, We have nothing against the cute little dressed up goblins tonight, we just do not celebrate the wretched holiday ourselves. My children are asked often this time of year what they are going to dress up as and they each have their simple explanation. Danny, 8, came up to me last night with serious big eyes and said "Mom, what will you DO if a trick-or-treater comes to the door?" (Like anyone is going to be trick-or-treating out here in Timbuktu) I told him we'd tell them how cute they are, pat them on the head, wave to their mamma in the car and kindly explain we have no candy because we do not celebrate H. I guess he thought we'd call the police or something, lol. We have never had a trick-or-treater at our house, I doubt we ever will, so sorry Danny that's not the kind of action you hoped for!
We have enjoyed this book as a family...
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