Sometimes, I don’t want to be THAT family.
Take Monday, for instance. I took my toddler to the doctor because she had a scary-looking dime-sized ulcer on her face, near her eye.
As we sat in the packed waiting room, I tried in vain to contain my busy girl. She was everywhere. All at once.
Just as she was about to push the Handicap button on the door again, my sweet friend Cheryl, walked out of the office. We stopped to catch up on what brought us to the doctor’s office.
Parenting tip: Don’t turn your eyes off your toddler, even for a second.
Because when I turned back around, I found my daughter and the contents of my purse in the middle of the floor, in the middle of a busy waiting room.
And do you know what she was unwrapping?
An emergency Maxi-Pad.
Oh. Yes. She. Was.
Just as she way eyeing a place to stick the giant ‘sticker,’ I grabbed it and shoved it back into my bag.
My dear friend laughed. (She knows we’re THAT family and sticks around anyway).
I’ve never been so relieved to hear my child’s name called back to the examination room. I needed a place to hide.
Unfortunately, my daughter took the best spot.
Oh, and she has Staph. But I’m looking on the bright side because it’s not the flesh-eating kind.