Along the same lines, I was cooking the other night and felt bad for not interacting much with Peyton in the meantime. We’ve been trying to eat dinner after she goes down to bed, but I feel like I’m wasting away (like that will ever happen) and I’m starving by the time 6pm rolls around because I eat lunch at 1130am. Anyway, AJ ran to Wal-Mart to pick up diapers, wipes and formula so I started dinner. I put Peyton in the Boppy seat and gave her the most inexpensive toy of them all, which is currently her favorite….the Tylenol box. She loves it! She holds it and twirls it around and drenches it with her faucet (see above) and will play with it forever it seems like. Except that night. She was getting bored with it I guess, so I gave her a plastic ice cream scoop and was telling her how when she grows up we’ll eat ice cream together and she can put on her MU Tigers apron that Gma gave her for xmas and that we’ll cook together. It was going fine……she was playing and “talking”, I was cooking…things were getting done. Then I look over and she no longer has the scoop part in her mouth, but she is practically gagging herself with the stick end. What was I thinking? Apparently I wasn’t b/c she could have choked. Again, and the award goes to…….
So, Peyton, hang in there baby! I’m learning. Remember I’m new at this parenting thing and you didn’t come with a manual. Ha!
So, Peyton, hang in there baby! I’m learning. Remember I’m new at this parenting thing and you didn’t come with a manual. Ha!
That's how you learn, and you are a great mommy!
ReplyDelete