Crusty Bread

A few days ago, the Baby and the Little Lady were playing outside together. The Babe came in and told me the Little Lady was hungry. I'm sure he knew that through telepathy. So I gave him a piece of bread and told him he could eat half and he should give half to his little sister. He took off and I watched from the window to make sure he was sharing. It was so funny. He went out and sat next to her and carefully took the crust of the bread off and gave it to her. Then he ate the good part of the bread. I laughed so hard!

The sad part came when I called the hubby to tell him this story. He said, "Well that's what little sisters are for." It's sad but true. I'm sure my big brothers gave me the crust too. The hubby's poor little sister for sure got the crust.

Halloween PIctures

This is our little chicken eating some chicken nuggets.

The Poop Eating Child

Today my mommish stomach of steel gag reflex met its challenge. I was enjoying my morning with one kid gone with grandma and only the baby to look after. So I thought I'd do some very normal pre-2 children things shower, read some blogs, check email and generally just relax.

As a forward to this story, we got 2 little kittens last week. They are tiny tiny. They weren't litter box trained and still want milk hence them licking up my daughter's constant spit up. They are generally quite disgusting. The Babe wants to name them Booki Baaki and Petunia. But we are still taking suggestions for names. The hubby and the Babe love them. I'm thinking more realistically especially after this story.

So the Little Lady is crawling around spitting up followed by my 2 nasty clean up crew cats. She was getting into anything she wasn't supposed to. I had cleaned up 300 spit up spots on the carpet, pulled 3 objects from her mouth that weren't supposed to go there and pried her death grip off one of the kittens for the uptenth time. Things were going normal. Then I noticed she was being very very quite, which any mom knows means trouble. I look over at her and one of the cats had pooped ON MY CARPET and she was EATING it! Well that's a bit dramatic. I never actually saw her put any of it in her mouth because I then would have surely ralphed on the spot. But she had it all over her hands and clothes and knowing my daughter she puts everything in her mouth. *insert throwing up a little in my mouth*

Let's not lose our calm here. There are worse things a child could do....cut her arm off?! After getting the Little Poop Eating Lady (maybe I'll change her name to that) cleaned up, I called the hubby to declare to him that cats have to go. They've had a short life with us but a good one.

The Dirt Eating Monster *UPDATED*

Ok first, Booki Baaki survived more than 24 hours in my house. But not much more. He stopped eating his wilted old celery and no one gave me any suggestions on what snails eat. So I didn't want to starve him to death.

Well actually, I let him out to crawl around on the table (which in and of itself is gross but I sterilized it thoroughly afterward) and I forgot about him and he fell off the table and cracked his shell. I then felt bad for him and thought that he could go heal in the wild.

Ok now to the monster. Isn't she crazy?! Look at that hair? I'm sure I had it put in some cute bow that she pulled out in about 2.5 seconds. Since the Little Lady has started crawling, we can't keep the dirt/sticks/old dried up nasty food/trash out of her mouth. She crawls around our apartment and finds the nastiest things on the ground. Yesterday, I turned my head for 2 seconds while cooking and sure enough she had gotten into a bag of potting soil we had just outside our door.

*UPDATE* The hubby came home and wanted me to add that she not only got into the bag of potting soil but SHE WAS EATING IT!