Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Pregnancy tests are not popsicles
I have no pictures because my computer wants to die! I do, however have a funny story. I have saved the two pregnancy tests that I took when I got pregnant with Mesa and Ashton. Weird, I know but I am pretty sure those are the only positive pregnancy tests I will ever see again. I keep them in a sack in the bottom drawer in my bathroom. Somehow, someway Greyson happened to sneak in the bathroom, open the drawer and pull out the two things that are most precious to me. He comes walking out of my bedroom with a pregnancy test in each hand like they are popsicles. My first reaction was to scream and run at him to pry them out of his little hands. So he turns the other way and bolts like he can outrun me or something. As his little legs are turning over as fast as they can he decides to put one in his mouth. YUCK! Even though I am pretty sure the pee is dry as can be it is still gross. The pregnancy tests are now tucked safely in my unmentionables drawer in the closet.
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What a way to start the day- a blog about popsicle sticks! I love it! Don't worry, I still have mine too. :)
OK...that is Hilarious! Good thing we can't remember all gross things we did when we were babies. Blech.
I friend of mine's son just told me that her 2 yr old, a couple of days ago, drank "yucky lemonade" that was in a sterile cup headed for the lab the next morning. (it was being stored in the fridge.)
So funny! I love knowing that others have mishaps in their lives too. I love checking your blog and seeing your family, but it would be great to see you in person since it has been . . . ? ? ? I don't even know how long since I have seen you. Was it really when we left Ricks?
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