And the Mother of the Year Award goes to…

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So far today I have found my 17-month-old baby:

a) at the top of our foyer stairwell, feet on the landing, head on the 2nd step down, one hand flailing, one hand holding on to the wall for dear life;

b) playing with husband’s razors (yes the caps were on, thank heavens!) in the master bathroom;

c) sitting in the middle of the kitchen table, hands full of markers and crayons. 

And that was all before 2:30 pm.

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  1. Ha ha! I love it. You wonder how any child survives past two.

    Repeat after me: I am a good mom. I am a great mom. I am a wonderful mom.

    I saved the life of my little sister THREE times when we were little girls. THREE TIMES she almost drowned and I was there to save her. Mom’s can’t be everywhere….



  2. What no poison control? That was Shannon’s life this week 🙂 Glad to hear everything turned out safe in the end–or has it? At 2:30 the day is still young.

  3. a. At least the baby wasn’t at the bottom of the stairs! b. Hey the covers were on…no harm no foul. c. Sounds like you have a budding artist on your hands!

  4. This is cute! All of mine are past the “getting into things” stage, and, believe it or not, i miss it! 😉

  5. I have days like that. If you do not then your kids are not adventurous enough (at least that is what I tell myself).

    Hello from the party.

  6. Reminds me of the day I had to call Poison control three times….my sweet little toddler girl sucked the “glow” out of a glow stick, ate a silica pack and then topped it off with a boxwood berry…I just knew I was going to be in such big trouble! lol!! Apparently, they get multiple calls often…they lady was very nice and reassuring! lol!!

  7. weavermom brought this to my attention after I posted today about my 2yo daughter playing with daddy’s razor without the cap on.

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