something else I never knew I’d do
Aug 02
Posted by: Rachel in: blog, caleb isaiah, carseats, just another day in paradise, memories, parenting
You know sometimes you say and do things as a parent, and never really think about how odd it would sound to non parents. Tonight I said “It’s okay, momma got the corvette out of the drain.” Yes, I had to use two pairs of tweezers like little tiny pry bars, to dislodge a Hot Wheels corvette from the drain in the bathtub. Caleb managed to drop it just perfectly, so that it was wedged at an angle such that it could not be removed. And I’ve always been told I have piano fingers. Did I mention that we sent a letter “I” down the drain a few months back? There’s another one of those sentences, “Oh no, I went down the drain!” We have those foam like bathtub letters that stick to surfaces when wet. I drained the tub for final rinse down, and I noticed it in the drain. It was barely sticking above the tub and the bottom was resting on the curve of the pipe (there is nothing covering out drain…obviously you’ve figured that out by now). I looked a few seconds later and it was gone. Hmm…oops. Oh well, it’s a rental.
On unrelated subjects, I’ll hop back up on my soap box, thanks. I parked beside a car at the orthodontist this morning. The two carseats in the back were wretched. One looked like it had been tied to the bumper and drug to the next state and back. I felt like I needed a tetanus shot just from looking at it. They had removed the harness and it was being used as a belt positioning booster. Probably with a 3 year old. If you need info on that sentence, please use the navigation bar at the top, click on carseat safety, and get to know Kyle and Belle. Anyway, the other carseat had a 3 point harness with the paper clip hook on the straps. It was pretty dirty, but there weren’t any obvious holes in the cover. I didn’t even pay attention to the installation, I was so otherwise disgusted. So I shook my head and went inside, and surveyed the waiting room, trying to pinpoint the offender. No luck. But the car was still parked beside me when I returned to my car. So I did it. I left my first note on a car. I tried to nicely explain that carseats expire, and listed a few seats that could be acquired inexpensively at Walmart. I vowed to come home and begin working on a brochure. I didn’t, but I still have the intention of doing so.
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