A Baby Ramble

fonzer — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 15:42:34 +0000

There were so many things about a new baby that my three-year-old found so completely fascinating! There were bottles, diapers, wipes that smell good she said, and above all, there was Vaseline! Yes, when my oldest son made his entrance into this world this amazing and fun product called “Vaseline” made its entrance into our world as well! My daughter would watch me use a little q-tip of what I called “lotion” on the new baby every time I changed his diaper. She would ask many questions about the whole diaper changing thing and of course one of them that always came up was about the Vaseline. So, thinking I was the smart one, I told her it was special lotion for the baby. Well, of course if it was special enough for the baby it had to be okay for her too right! I took a shower one day while they were napping only to find her missing when I came out. Now, we lived in a tiny place so there wasn’t far to go. After searching I found her hidden under the kitchen table and cloth. With her, the giant jar of Vaseline. When I asked her what she was doing she responded sweetly telling me that she was putting on special lotion. Yes, she had coated her entire body with the largest bottle of Vaseline known to mankind! And, she was too slippery to even think to spank. All I could do was laugh!

Moving This Church Thing

fonzer — Thu, 01 May 2008 17:43:40 +0000

When we visited our church in Georgia for the very first time they put us up in a hotel with adjoining rooms. The twins were about five at the time and although I had my doubts about all the kids sleeping in the one room and us in the other, I thought we would give it a try. Now, these rooms were very nice indeed. Each room came with a TV, coffee pot, refrigerator, microwave oven, and two double beds. The kids were all very excited and wanted to be in their “own” room. So, we did it. My hubby and I settled in one room and the kids all in the adjoining. All was well until we had a weird smell travel through our side of the room. It smelled like something was burning. Of course, a burning smell put with four kids in a room alone does lead one to panic. I dashed into the room to find my very proud five-year-old twins roasting a red sticky rat in the microwave. Needless to say, game over!

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A Baby Ramble

Moving This Church Thing