Two babies are eating while one naps in the playpen. The three year old is upstairs playing librarian aka picking up all of books she threw off her bookshelf earlier today. The dogs are napping and/or chasing the cat up the stairs. I have turned the TV off.
For the first time, in what seems like months, it’s silent in my house. There is always noise of some sort and it can drive me insane. I am driven even further today with the lovely arrival of the headache which will not leave. Sure, it’s not completely silent. The dogs’ claws click and clack on the hardwood floors that cover our home and the babies grunt and sigh as they drink down their stinky formula. Uh oh, I think the grunting might be a predictor of what’s to come when I change their diapers.
Speaking of babies…. something I forgot to mention yesterday in my cavewoman post was the task of cleaning out my childrens’ fingers and toes of the sticky sweaty lint that accumulates there. This is a task that is done several times a day while I only clean their necks but once a day. Is there a reason why babies have these little nooks and crannies where lint loves to hide? Or is it someone’s bad joke on parents, because nothing says love like peeling sweaty lint off your child.
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I totally hear you on the sweaty lint crevices and the subsequent cleaning of said crevices. Yesterday I made the terrible mistake of smelling my fingers after clipping my 4-year old’s toenails and wiping out the toe jam. I just about lost it. Never again. The things a parent’s gotta do.
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