Thursday, August 6, 2009

Non-Maternal Instincts

Nonmaternal Instinct

You know you have a toddler when . . .

His forehead (and elbows, knees, shins, and hands) require you to constantly tell of his most recent tumble simply so that no one suspects you of child abuse.

Your husband comes home from a long day at work and says, "Somebody's been sitting in my chair." (Shh, don't tell.)

You experience a moment of, "Oh Dear Lord, I've lost my child!" only to find him giggling away right under your nose.

You find him watching cartoons from the most unusual of surfaces.

And in the most uncomfortable of positions.

Once again, you think that you have lost him and will surely find him knocked unconscious somewhere in your house only to find that he's wiggled his way onto the back porch and is having the time of his life.

He begins to emulate you. (You might find this to be cute at first, but it soon becomes frightening.)

Your dining room table was last seen in 2008 and can now be found buried underneath this:

You begin to accumulate items such as this:

You often find your dog communicating to you, "it wasn't me this time, I promise."

Your once well-fed dog has given up on eating and drinking for fear of what he might find in his bowl.

So instead, he has retreated to this:


  1. precious - love it! :) and so true

  2. Just popping over from sortacrunchy where Megan mentioned your insight to the whole Ezzo debate. Loved what you said about God not giving us such detailed instructions about whether we let our babies cry or not but He does promise to give wisdom who seek Him. Blessings, d

  3. i've read this multiple times now. it makes me laugh so hard.