I’m fairly confident we’re not the only family that does this; whilst tidying up downstairs we use the stairs as a dumping ground for everything in hope that someone will pick it up next time they’re passing and put them away. Who am I kidding?
In reality, we all walk by it without a sideways glance on an average of 10 times a day. The only time it gets taken upstairs is when I’m running around like a loon on Wednesday mornings, tidying before the cleaner arrives and 9 times out of 10 it then just gets deposited on our bed. Yes, I do this every week and I know it’s ridiculous. I wouldn’t want her to think we are pigs!
However, a couple of days ago, I was walking down the stairs carrying Madame and didn’t spot the underlying danger. I slipped on one of the items and fell down the last 5 stairs. Luckily, I landed on my ass so no one was hurt. Once the initial shock passed we did have a right good giggle.
Can you spot the culprit? It looks sweet and innocent but is a death trap in disguise!
Do you ever wish that your child was slightly thick, just enough so you can pull the wool over their eyes? Madame has been showing flashes of genius lately, not Mensa level and it’s not consistent, but just enough to worry me. She definitely didn’t get this from her father.
Madame was a brilliant eater and like many children when she hit 2.5 this all changed. Many people warned me about this but honestly I didn’t believe them. She’d eat just about anything, including liver, that I put in front of her and her father and I are not picky eaters.
Anyhow, we are now struggling with meal times. But, I’m determined to not make it into a battle. We offer her one meal choice, if she doesn’t eat it we nonchalantly wrap it up, put it aside and serve it to her again the next time she says she’s hungry. I’m not going to be one of those mum’s who cooks several different meals each night. Then on our own terms we offer her toast just before bed, if we didn’t she’d wake up in the night hungry and we’d be the losers.
On the weekend, when we were eating as a family, which is a rare occurrence, she brought her Jessie doll to the table. I know this is a bad idea and we don’t normally allow toys at the table but in this case I just wanted to focus on one thing at a time. So, long story short, I said ‘if you don’t eat your dinner I’m putting Jessie in the loft’. She didn’t eat her dinner so I hid Jessie.
Bless her…I found her wandering around the landing at about 4am stressed looking for her Jessie doll and I’m not that mean so I gave it back to her. However, that’s not the clever bit.
The following night we all sat down to dinner again, she ate fairly well, but after dinner she hopped down and proceeded to rummage around in the cupboard under the stairs. I wondered what the hell she was doing…….then I worked it out. She’d hidden Jessie before we had dinner! The clever so and so…..
Please tell me I’m not the only one that does this???
When I go shopping I organise all of the food on the belt into groups, depending on where it goes in the kitchen. This saves me precious time when I’m putting the groceries away, helps keep things cold and the bread and eggs don’t get crushed.
I think its genius but my hubby thinks it’s insane and verging on OCD.