Dear Lili:
For whatever reason your father and I were WIPED TIRED by 8PM last night. We had a nice full day with friends doing a trillion million things. But by 8PM we resembled a couple of empty headed dummies totally out of our minds with exhaustion from our full week not to mention lack of sleep.
I sat you down at your mini IKEA table to feed you dinner and your father came into the room:
E: Are we going to give her a tub?
(we both stare at your dirt crusted snot stained face and black finger nails)
K: Um…nah…I think she is ok
E: Yay cool. I was thinking that too.
Five seconds passed and your father walked back into the room. I said in all seriousness:
K: Can you please run her bath?
E: (pause) Wait…I thought we just said no bath
K: Oh yeah yeah…sorry…I forgot
Five seconds later…as if we have literally never spoke of this:
E: Do you think she needs a bath?
K: Maybe….
We finally pulled our heads out of our butts and got you ready for bed.
I grabbed your dirty top and pulled it over your head – Dad pulled your mud stained pants off. The whole while you stared up at us from your changing table as we sang you a happy song feigning total enthusiasm and failing miserably.
As the song neared it’s end – your Dad handed me your dirty shirt and I handed him your dirty pants. And without missing a beat we began putting…the exact same dirty clothes… we just took off you.
One arm in and one pant leg later I stopped mid-song and turned to your father…
K: Wait…what are we doing?
E: What?
K: These are her dirty clothes we just took off?
E: They are?
I can not even begin to tell you how hard I laughed. The entire scene just seemed so absurd. Two grown adults – given a child – to raise and care for – to be clear headed and right minded in caring for and taking care of a small child. And we couldn’t even manage to put her pajamas on before bed!
All I know is I needed the laugh and apparently so did Dad. We laughed until we cried and then you chimed in Lili thinking the whole scene was hysterical. You know what? It was. We so needed that.
Wow, this was HYSTERICAL. I love it.
By: Nicole on May 18, 2009
at 9:32 pm
Once, when Finnan was a few weeks old, Chip returned him to our bed after a diaper change so that I could nurse him. A few hours later, he and I were drenched. I thought I mst have leaked all over him, nope, Chip had put the diaper on him inside out! So tired. And that was our third child! You think he would have had the hang of it by then.
By: ashley on June 3, 2009
at 7:51 am
I love your blog.
By: GWendolyn on July 11, 2009
at 6:02 pm