Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Up the Nose & Covered Head to Toe.

I don't know about you ladies, but sometimes I have too many irons in the stove or pots on the fire or whatever that expression is, that I am too busy to realize what's going on around me.  My precious Levi is our little conversationalist.  He would much rather follow me around talking, telling stories, and asking questions than to sit in his room and play with toys.  He's a social little thing and he just has to get his words out!  Because he's always chatting away, sometimes I've been known to answer with an "uh huh", "oh really", "that's great", "oh yes", "good", here and there and not really comprehend what he is saying if I'm busy concentrating on something else.

{Now trust me, I stop what I am doing a billion times a day to properly listen to/talk to my Weebie, but there are times when I can't stop or I wouldn't get anything done ... so don't think I ignore my baby! Ha! You gotta do what'cha gotta do when you've got a talker! And let's just say he comes by it honest. ;) His Daddy and I BOTH were always getting in trouble for talking in class. Ha!}

The other day I was working on something in the kitchen that I couldn't figure out, so I wasn't paying full attention to the other things going on around me.

"Mommy, can you believe I can do this?  Watch!"

"Awesome, baby.  Great job!"

"And look how I can do this while I'm standing on one leg and jumping."

"Uh-huh.  Wow!"

"Mommy, I can't wait to show Daddy this!"

"Yes, love.  Great!"

"Mommy! Mommy! It went into my nose!!"

"Oh, that's good, baby."

..... (a few moments pass)

Wait.

What?

And then later that day we ran a few errands around town and stopped for lunch at Chick-Fil-A.  For whatever reason (I'm sure it was because he was too busy story telling), Levi didn't touch his chicken for the 20 minutes we sat and had a parking lot picnic.  When we arrived at Target, he told me he hadn't yet eaten his chicken and he wanted to save it for when we got back in the car.  I told him that was fine since we just needed to run in for a few things.

We got back in the car and it was sweltering hot so I whipped into Sonic for my standard Route 44 unsweet tea with extra ice and pulled out my phone to answer a few texts that I got while I was driving.  Levi was asking me something, but I was looking at my calendar and texting - trying to figure out a good day to see a friend who asked to get together, and I pulled out the "uh huh, sure" to whatever it was he said.

After I received my refreshing beverage, I shoved my phone back in my pocket, put the car in reverse and began to pull out ... only to catch a glimpse of Ezra.

There he sat .... ketchup packet in mouth, sucking furiously, and grunting like a wildebeest as he tried to squeeze out every last drop.  He was covered - head to toe - in ooey, gooey, bright red ketchup.  Disgusting.

For all I know, Levi was asking me if he could give the ketchup to Ezra! Aye yi yi!

Instead of having "uh huh, sure, yes and good" as my staple go-to answers when I'm busy, I need to just start saying, "not right now, not yet, and no thank you"!  :)

All in one day, Levi shoved something up his nose and my baby became a walking ketchup pouch.

Mom of the year, right here, folks!  Mom. Of. The. Year.

Levi asked me the other day if anyone ever had two brains, and let me tell you - I WISH I DID!

:)

2 comments:

  1. I totally relate to this because I see myself doing something very similar as I have a chatty fella too! :)

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  2. Whitney, I so needed to read this today. My first born (son) is very chatty too.

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