Being a parent is pretty simple. You make a baby, everyday make sure you feed it (well, him or her; but ‘it’ is quicker), make sure its butt is clean, make sure its got fun toys, and make sure you don’t have a lot of sharp edges on your tables. If you know that you can complete these pretty minor tasks on a daily basis- I think your ready to own your own baby.
Well. Sometimes there are ‘bad days’ with being a parent and we do things that are not.. well… ‘parentally acceptable.’ Such as, one day I put Landon in the car seat and had him latched into the carseat- however I did not have the carseat latched in the car. Yep, I kicked myself all night for that with 100 ‘what if’ situations running through my mind.
On Saturday- I messed up. Landon likes pulling the cord on the ceiling fan to turn on the light or to turn the fan on/off. I am an awesome mother and make my arms go numb pretty regularly by holding this 30 pound baby in the air to let him tug on this cord. On Saturday, with 3 witnesses around, I was letting Landon play with the cord. I get this genius idea to put him on my shoulders. I un-geniusly put him on my shoulders under the fan. All I hear is: THUMP THUMP THUMP (x2?) AAAAAAAAAAHHH. You guessed it smart friends- I put my 1 year old’s head in the ceiling fan. There are 4 perfect lined bruises on the side of his head. And where is my Mother of the Year Award at?
Well. Sometimes there are ‘bad days’ with being a parent and we do things that are not.. well… ‘parentally acceptable.’ Such as, one day I put Landon in the car seat and had him latched into the carseat- however I did not have the carseat latched in the car. Yep, I kicked myself all night for that with 100 ‘what if’ situations running through my mind.
On Saturday- I messed up. Landon likes pulling the cord on the ceiling fan to turn on the light or to turn the fan on/off. I am an awesome mother and make my arms go numb pretty regularly by holding this 30 pound baby in the air to let him tug on this cord. On Saturday, with 3 witnesses around, I was letting Landon play with the cord. I get this genius idea to put him on my shoulders. I un-geniusly put him on my shoulders under the fan. All I hear is: THUMP THUMP THUMP (x2?) AAAAAAAAAAHHH. You guessed it smart friends- I put my 1 year old’s head in the ceiling fan. There are 4 perfect lined bruises on the side of his head. And where is my Mother of the Year Award at?
This was when we were having a
"let Landon taste this and see how he feels about it" moment.
Whatever it was, it seems as though he didn't love it.
Hm.
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