Mothering for fun and profit
Aug. 9th, 2007 12:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Senor Onion stood on his own today. No help. He stood there with his hands at his sides looking rather pleased. I started to laugh and he then fell over. Not a bad start.
The other day I sat him down in the living room to play with his toys for a minute or two while I gathered up laundry. I should have known better... I have been taking care of kids/babies for a couple of decades now so I kind of have the edge over most first time parents. I heard a cup knock over. I rush into the living room and he has knocked over a cup of tea. Thankfully it was cold tea. (I never had a chance to drink it) There is something about my family and our knack for scalding ourselves with hot tea. Senor Onion somehow is missing the fun. The tea didn't touch anything electronic and surprisingly Senor managed to not get any tea on himself. What was entertaining was the fact that he was leaning over and trying to slurp up the tea from the table. As I told my Mother, "who needs a dog when you have a kid."
This incident made it very very clear that I can not take my eyes off of him at all unless he is properly contained. (like in his crib or duct-taped to the walls)
I felt rather foolish about the whole experience. I shouldn't be too hard on myself. I know he is perfectly healthy and happy and I just had an off moment.
The other day I sat him down in the living room to play with his toys for a minute or two while I gathered up laundry. I should have known better... I have been taking care of kids/babies for a couple of decades now so I kind of have the edge over most first time parents. I heard a cup knock over. I rush into the living room and he has knocked over a cup of tea. Thankfully it was cold tea. (I never had a chance to drink it) There is something about my family and our knack for scalding ourselves with hot tea. Senor Onion somehow is missing the fun. The tea didn't touch anything electronic and surprisingly Senor managed to not get any tea on himself. What was entertaining was the fact that he was leaning over and trying to slurp up the tea from the table. As I told my Mother, "who needs a dog when you have a kid."
This incident made it very very clear that I can not take my eyes off of him at all unless he is properly contained. (like in his crib or duct-taped to the walls)
I felt rather foolish about the whole experience. I shouldn't be too hard on myself. I know he is perfectly healthy and happy and I just had an off moment.
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Date: 2007-08-10 05:25 pm (UTC)Obviously he needed a biscuit with his tea.
I love reading about this
Date: 2007-08-09 08:59 pm (UTC)thank you!