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Amazing Grace
A Reminder of the Early Days of Parenthood
By Linda Sharp
At that age, it ALL goes in the mouth. Food, drink, toys, refrigerator magnets, dirt, dust, rocks heck, had I let the girls get our hamster out of its cage for Grace, I'm fairly certain Nugget would have been turned into a furry canape (and my babysitting privileges would have been immediately revoked).
Share and Share Alike:
I had forgotten a toddler's penchant for sharing every tidbit they are eating and their desire to try everything you are eating. It did not matter that we were eating the same crackers, I was the recipient of many fistfuls of slobbered-upon Ritz, to which I graciously thanked her and said (faked) in perfect Mommy fashion, "Mmmmmmmmm." In return, however, she expected bits of my slobber-free crackers. That was fine I had lost my appetite. Constant Surveillance:
I realized how much I take for granted simple things like going to the bathroom, answering the phone blinking. The couple bathroom trips I made were all preceded by the phrase, "Do you have her?" to my husband. Entertainment and Props:
Now, I do not for two seconds profess to have an immaculate house 24/7 in fact, I have been known to tell visitors, "Pardon the mess, we live here." BUT, I had completely forgotten how many things it takes to entertain someone with the attention span of a flea. My daughters dragged out every stuffed animal, Barbie doll, baby doll and toy they owned for Grace. She would grant each item a cursory glance, then cast it aside to peruse the next candidate for her attention. The only item to keep her engaged was my mouth, into which she delighted in shoving one wooden building block after another. Anyone know how to get a splinter out of your tongue? Laughter:
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