Out of the mouths of babes
My daughter has a new habit. She’s learned to crawl on top of tables. Whenever I’m avoiding housework by blogging, writing, or checking e-mail, she’ll crawl onto a side chair and then seat herself in the middle of the desk. I usually notice her when she grabs a handful of notecards and flings them into the air. Today she found a pair of earrings on my desk and proceeded to try and eat them. Ever tried to pry an unfortunate object from the mouth of a defiant toddler?
Her: What are you thinking? That’s my earring. I intend to eat it!
Me: Give me that!
Her: (grabs a black PERMANENT Sharpie marker) Ha! I’ll show you. Now where is that novel you’re editing. I shall color it.
Me: No! Those are for grown-ups.
Her: Oooh! A highlighter pen! Mine! :headspin:
Me: Agh! Stop. You may NOT gnaw on power cords. That’s bad for you.
Her: Ooh! Kleenex. Let’s rip out handfuls out of the box. Look, it’s snowing tissues!
Me: Go to your room, young lady.
Note to self. Do not procreate for another five years. And speaking of which, my new Dot Moms column is up. Go leave a comment if you like!









