Big day on Tuesday. After sleeping through the first part of her new playgroup, Ada made an appearance and thoroughly enjoyed herself. Thrilling for both mama and baby was the handoff of FIVE bags of kid clothes and shoes. I'm fairly sure that Super Sugar Star's girls will be running around naked all winter, because we took So. Many. Clothes. (Thank you to such a generous mom!)
Photos from the aftermath of my attempts to organize the clothes while Ada ran around scattering tights, shoes and shirts around the living room.
Later in the day, Ada and I met Monkey Boy and Ellen for snacks and a walk in Forest Park. Ellen and I put the kids on our backs and walked up the trail for a ways before letting the short ones out to wander the path. Monkey Boy immediately saw his chance to escape his captors. After a couple of half-hearted glances at some rocks and twigs, he practically bolted.
Ada stuck her toes in the stream, got her pants muddy, and then tottered after Monkey Boy. She called his name the whole way, breathlessly laughing as she found herself further and further behind him on the rocky path. Recognizing that Ada's one year old legs would never help her catch Monkey Boy, I scooped her up and hustled her down the path towards the boy. (It really is amazing to me how much Ada loves Monkey Boy. I haven't had the heart to tell her that Monkey Boy has been seen hugging another girl at his preschool.)
Back at the car, I stripped off Ada's muddy pants and shoes and strapped her into the car. As we headed home, the girl devoured a peanut butter sandwich. Still hungry, Ada asked for crackers. I handed her a small bag of them and assumed all was well. When I turned around, I saw her working on a little project. 
I wish I'd gotten a really clear shot of her sticking crackers between her toes, but it is hard to watch your child and watch the road. When we got home I scooped up the strewn crackers and stuffed them back in the bag. I left Ada with Chris and headed out to grab our farm share. Realizing I was hungry, without thinking I dug into the little bag on the seat next to me. Halfway through my third cracker I realized what I was eating. Mmm, crackers with toe jam.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
I ate what?
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Toes really are the best toys. (Sounds like a chapter title from Everything I Know I Learned From My Pre-Schooler doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteNow that really boosts your mommy cred. yum.
ReplyDeleteHa! Yesterday in a tired Zombie like stupor I ate a cup of "floor kix", I think this is good for the immunities! At least that is what I am telling my self!
ReplyDeleteso cute. nice to know my boy's not the only one obsessed with putting things in between his toes. anything and everything lately and if it doesn't fit he shakes his head solemnly and says "too big for toes."
ReplyDeleteWhy not? Inbetween the toes could be better than some other places I can think of.. that's priceless!
ReplyDeleteYou are a mom, you keep her little toes nice and clean. I little toejam never hurt anyone.
ReplyDeleteToecheese goes best with saltines!
ReplyDeleteI don't know what's funnier- your daughter stuffing crackers between her toes- or you eating them!
ReplyDeletemmmm toejam.
ReplyDeletegreat pictures, too!
I would've cringed over this. even up to maybe a month ago. (or less. I've lost almost all track of time of late.) but not these days. these days I see some food on the floor that my kid is on the verge of picking up and inserting into his wee gob, and I think, ehhh. a little dust and dog hair isn't gonna do too much damage. 'specially considering he already had a dog hair snack earlier, when he mouthed her paw for a good several minutes. which has translated into my ability to not be bothered when he hands me a partially gnawed-on pretzel that I'm fairly certain has already been acquainted with the carpet, and demands that I take a bite. (you know I do it, too. I'm no ogre.)
ReplyDeletesiiiiiigh.