I would have a million babies. Watch out Duggars, you have got competition! Wait. Hold that thought...I have an adorable 3 year old that reminds me non-stop why I don't have a million little tykes padding along the carpet. They grow up, damn it. First it's the crawling...once that starts, it's all over people! You are on constant look-out for choking hazards. My baby currently enjoys a good periodical for munching. I often swipe bits of chewed newspaper and magazine from the inside of his cheeks. Then the walking...which really means," I am finally up and the only way to go is down" ie: FALLING. How is something so natural so dangerous? I have thought of padding the kids in football gear and helmets to avoid any damage. But people tend to look at you funny when your toddler is in full pads and a mouth guard when you are checking out at Safeway. Especially when she is a girl. Oh but I do love a good baby. Mine is literally moments from crawling, so I will change my mind, soon. Then it will be first words...which we all know eventually leads to talking back. Oh, why do they have to grow up?

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