Monday, July 19, 2010

This week I have a guest blogger... my mother-in-law, Judy (aka Juju)!
Usually when she watches the kids it is rather uneventful. Not so much this time....

"A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to spend the evening with Sheridan, Ethan, and Evan while their parents went out for dinner. After our dinner Sheridan, Ethan, and I played Sorry at the kitchen table while Evan was toddling around. At some point he came up to me and held his finger up, which was covered with a suspicious brown substance. Well, I knew immediately what it was----straight from his diaper. My reaction was so immediate that I whirled around and knocked over my glass which contained a very small amount of red wine. That very small amount splattered everywhere - Evan's blond hair and down his tummy, on the floor, chairs, and all over my white jeans. A total disaster. I raced for a towel and paper towels to clean it all up. Sheridan surveyed the mess and said, 'As a babysitter, you could be fired.'

"After taking Evan upstairs for a bath---the only solution--I came downstairs and used a stain marker on my white jeans. At this point Sheridan asked me for some ice cream which didn't seem like a necessary request to me at this point. I told her I was pretty busy at the moment. So she and Ethan started to squabble. That was my limit. I pointed my finger at both of them and announced, "If you two don't stop fighting right now, you will go straight to bed!" Since I rarely speak to them in that manner, it was quite effective. When I came downstairs after putting Evan to bed, Sheridan and Ethan were quietly coloring at the kitchen table, perfect angels. I concluded no more drinking on the job (or at least make it white wine). I am also sure that I am no longer in the running for Grandmother of the Year if I ever was!"

3 comments:

  1. Actually, I was in exactly the same spot with Tavin the other day (this is Nate, btw). I seriously wish I would have had a glass of any kind of wine. It would have helped take the sting out of having to scrub fescus from the wall and floor. So don't feel bad, Judy!

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  2. HAHAHAHA... fescus. We still use the word freely. Thank you Nate Cairney. Thank you.

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  3. Juju sounds like my kind of grandma! Red wine all the way. Actually, she sounds very much like our Gigi (Gayla). Drinking wine and she lets the kids know when they push too far =)

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