Do you want to get the camera, or should I?

April 9, 2009 at 3:13 am 13 comments

Our family room is an addition to the back of our house and is semi-closed off from the other first floor rooms . It’s nice to have an out-of-sight space to keep toys, our comfy -but ugly- recliner, our elliptical machine that we never use, and all the baby gear we use fequently. The down side is that when I sit in the comfy-but ugly-recliner to feed the baby, I can’t see what kind of trouble my 3 year old is getting himself into. I have mentioned before about how Sam’s passive aggressive behavior while I nurse his brother simultaneously amuses and aggravates me…

Thought I would share the recent additions…

A couple weeks ago, I was no more than 5 minutes into nursing the baby before my husband got home from work, walked into our back family room and asked, “Do you want to get the camera, or should I?”

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That’s rock salt.

…yyyyeah, what can I say? 

A huge pile of rock salt in our front entry.

 

 

 

 

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Then, just a few days ago, Sam walked into the family room with a box of cereal. I was feeding the baby, and Sam was content to eat Fruit Loops straight from the box and watch cartoons. Who am I to mess with that set up?

Eventually, he got bored and toted his Fruit Loops out of the room. At first I thought maybe he was putting the cereal away. Hey, a girl can dream can’t she?  It was more likely that he was going to throw cereal at the dog.

I called after him, “That’s your cereal, don’t feed it to the dog!”

He bounced back in the room a couple minutes later. No cereal.

ME:  What did you do with your Fruit Loops?

SAM:  Oh, it’s over the floor.

The baby and I went in to inspect the mess….

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While Sam was in his time out chair, baby discovered he’s now ready for “real” solid foods …like Fruit Loops.  Much more substance than mashed bananas.

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So that brings us to yesterday. This time I was sitting in the comfy -but ugly- recliner, but I wasn’t feeding the baby. I was chillaxin’ with my laptop, reading and commenting on blogs. The baby was crawling around on the floor and Sam was enjoying his favorite snack…”peanut butter poons.” He likes to get a spoon and eat the peanut butter right out of the jar. Ahh, a boy after my own heart.

Anyway, the comfy -but ugly- recliner is positioned at one end of our coffee table, and there’s some open floor space in front of the TV on the other end. Sam took his PB and sat in front of the table (out of my immediate view) and watched TV while he ate.

ME: “Don’t give your brother any peanut butter.”

*5 minutes later*

ME: “Don’t give any to your brother.”

*5 minutes later*

ME: “Sam, did you give the baby peanut butter?

SAM: “yeah”

…gotta give the kid props for honesty.

Here’s what left me speechless when I stood up and walked around to the other side of the coffee table:

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FYI…the baby is not allergic to peanuts.

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  • 1. KathyB!  |  April 9, 2009 at 12:21 pm

    NO. WAY.

    I would have rolled him in that peanut butter to completely coat him (although he was already halway ther!) and then eaten him for dinner. Did you flip, or just laugh ‘cuz you knew it would be a great blog post?!

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  • 2. Tiffany  |  April 9, 2009 at 12:33 pm

    I’m laughing so hard! Isn’t it sad when stuff like this happens and you think “OH this will be such an awesome blog post!” It makes life easier though, right? To look at it that way. I’m so glad the baby is not allergic…good to know…see your oldest was just being helpful!

    So sorry you had to clean that up…PB is terrible to clean. 😦

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  • 3. tlc  |  April 9, 2009 at 2:43 pm

    I was totally speechless (SO unlike me) for the hour and a half I spent cleaning the carpet, bathing the boys and, yes, contemplating the blog post. Couldn’t even wrap my mind around what had just happened…practically right in front of me.

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  • 4. Gibby  |  April 10, 2009 at 12:42 am

    OH. MY. GOD.
    I think I would have dropped a few F-bombs in there! Wow! How did you clean it up? I feel like peanut butter would just smear deeper into the carpet. Oh, I feel for ya! Hilarious, though!

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  • 5. ck  |  April 10, 2009 at 7:57 pm

    That suuuuuuuuuuucks.

    Don’t feel too bad, though. I once walked in on my 1 year old with hands covered in that much of a substance. It was in her mouth and on the carpet and all over her body.

    But it was Desitin.

    So glad I kept that Poison Control magnet…

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  • 6. faemom  |  April 10, 2009 at 8:36 pm

    OMG. Is your son still alive? Because that would a moment where I would calmly call my husband and ask him to come collect his son if he loves him. So how does one get peanut butter out of carpet? (Because we all know I’m next.)

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  • 7. Jenny  |  April 10, 2009 at 9:09 pm

    Aw, nuts! (That’s what you said, right? Not something that would be bleeped on network TV?) That’s, bar none, the worst disaster I have EVER seen a child create with food. So, I know peanut butter is supposed to get gum out of hair. What, then, gets peanut butter out of hair, carpet, furniture crevices, ear canals, TV speakers, etc.? Poor you!

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  • 8. Zeemaid  |  April 11, 2009 at 1:40 am

    OMGoodness.. that kind of stuff so totally happens to me all the time. Your son, my daughter. I keep forgetting to distrust the silence. Silence is BAAAAD, very baaaaad.

    I am so glad I haven’t had to clean PB out of the carpet.. although I did have to clean penaten cream once, er make that twice. Stupid me still didn’t get it and put the cream up higher, she managed to do it do me 2x. AARGH

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  • 9. Ink  |  April 13, 2009 at 12:50 am

    Oh, wow! What a funny (though I’m sure it was frustrating for you) series of pics. That one with the baby eating cheerios is blog-header-worthy for sure….ADORABLE! And I love how your eldest admitted giving the baby the PB…

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  • 10. ymK  |  April 13, 2009 at 7:37 pm

    Goodness! My daughter and your son will make good friends and accomplices in crime.
    But I agree with Tiffany, thinking about how to write a blog post about it makes the situation a bit easier.
    I feel for you!

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  • 11. K  |  April 15, 2009 at 11:02 am

    Oh my goodness.

    At least you know that PB is okay now!

    I can’t quite imagine two just yet. I have my hands pretty full with one.

    The fruit loop photo is priceless.

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  • 12. Aimee Greeblemonkey  |  April 15, 2009 at 1:57 pm

    OH
    MY
    WORD

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  • 13. polymerclaysnails  |  April 16, 2009 at 3:13 am

    Whoa!

    That’s quite the mess huh …

    hmmm .. actually that looks like fun! lol

    Reply

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