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dreamaastridDriving home from the "Red Brick" restaurant/bar lastnight. After a nice dinner, a beer (rootbeer for me), and some bagpipe music to celebrate St. Patrick's day. Hubby and I drove separately so he can stay later.
I'm driving the pickup truck. Baby M is in the passenger's seat (non-airbag truck) in her infant seat. She starts coughing, I realize she has her hand in her mouth up to her wrist almost. I pull it out, coughing stops. She then does it again. I pull it out again and tell her no. She then giggles and tries it one more time. Well I was too late - she yacks all over herself, her sweatshirt, her cloak, the carseat, the passenger's seat, mommy's hand that was reaching for her, the sleeve of my shirt and sweater, the center console, the gearshift everything - YUCK!!! BTW this was all on the highway at 55mph.
She is now upset and crying 'cause she is covered in it. What the hell was my child thinking? So I pull off the next exit, find the napkins in the glove box, babywipes in her diaper bag and take her sweatshirt and cloak off and roll them up - yack on the inside, clean everything as best I can. I then swaddle her with a clean blanket and tuck her arms in so she can't put her hand in her mouth and drive the rest of the way home.
oy.... kids....
mention this to the daycare workers at her daycare today - and get "Yep, they all seem to try that at some point"
I'm driving the pickup truck. Baby M is in the passenger's seat (non-airbag truck) in her infant seat. She starts coughing, I realize she has her hand in her mouth up to her wrist almost. I pull it out, coughing stops. She then does it again. I pull it out again and tell her no. She then giggles and tries it one more time. Well I was too late - she yacks all over herself, her sweatshirt, her cloak, the carseat, the passenger's seat, mommy's hand that was reaching for her, the sleeve of my shirt and sweater, the center console, the gearshift everything - YUCK!!! BTW this was all on the highway at 55mph.
She is now upset and crying 'cause she is covered in it. What the hell was my child thinking? So I pull off the next exit, find the napkins in the glove box, babywipes in her diaper bag and take her sweatshirt and cloak off and roll them up - yack on the inside, clean everything as best I can. I then swaddle her with a clean blanket and tuck her arms in so she can't put her hand in her mouth and drive the rest of the way home.
oy.... kids....
mention this to the daycare workers at her daycare today - and get "Yep, they all seem to try that at some point"
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Date: 2004-03-18 01:58 pm (UTC)She's just like her daddy: cute, but not too bright somedays...