Do Your Ears Hang Low...

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Do they wiggle to and fro, Can you tie them in a knot, Can you tie them in a bow? ......Well, if you are a *teacher, *mom, *or child, not only do you know the words to that song, but you know the tune, and you are singing it now as a matter of fact. You will continue to sing it throughout the evening, or all day tomorrow, depending upon when you read this entry. Why you ask? Because silly little things are memorable. You know, like when you are in a really important meeting, and all of a sudden you start laughing to yourself?? And someone says, "What's so funny?"...And you say, "Oh nothing", then they force you to tell it, and through tears of laughter you find that in fact it is the memory of it being so funny that is actually funny, not the event that is making you laugh because no one else in the vicinity of the room, or maybe even a mile away thinks it is funny, or as funny as you do. Now, with that said, let me relate this to Danajill Designs, or mommy-hood because I know you are sitting on the edge of you seat waiting for the point of this crazy entry. I laugh a lot.

I have a funny laugh, and in a lot of cases, my laugh is contagious, and makes the following physical events occur:
* my eyes well up with tears,
* a white noise propels from my mouth,
* my nostrils flair,
* my shoulders go up and down and,
* I typically hunch over and cross my legs because I usually have to go to the bathroom.

Don't ask my why, but I do. Even if I just went, I will inevitable have to go when the hysterical laughter starts in. You know what, it is like when you sneeze and you ALWAYS shut your eyes. I have tried time and time again to NOT shut my eyes when I sneeze. It is NEARLY impossible. I promise. Try it.

Anywhoie. I am going to tell you one funny mommy story that I think is funny. (Believe me more to come). Hysterical actually, but like I said, it may just be the funny memory that is funny, in which you "had-to-be-there-type-of-funny", I guess we will see. It all started when my little Maya bear had the cutest dime size pooh. I mean the perfect dime shaped pooh-poopie. It was actually cute, very strange i know (kind of like I would only kiss my babies foot kind of cute)

...She was nearly two weeks old, and I thought what a cute, and dainty pooh. I have documented her whole life via pictures, so why would this day be any different than any other day? I took a picture. Yep, I did. Took a pic of the-dime-sized-pooh. At that same time, hubby was running a bath for her. What that means when you are two weeks old is you fill a basin with water, and put it on the counter top. Now, based on all of my "parenting classes", there is a right and a wrong way to bathe a newborn. I KNOW because I took the class and washed my teddy bear the right way. (I have pictures to prove that too).

So, we proceeded to TAKE off her diaper, and slid her into the basin on the table in the kitchen. Next thing you know, her little itty bitty face was bright red, she was clenching her chubby cheeks together, and BAM, #2 ALL-OVER-THE-PLACE (this might have constituted as a #3 actually)...

...squeeze ONE, and everywhere,
...squeeze TWO and POW,
...squeeze three came around and POW-BAM, everywhere.

Hubby picked her up over the basin (i'm still not sure why--in fact I asked him, and he laughed and said, "you want me to remember back that far??"), And she proceeded to squirt pee--it shot straight out, down, all over the place....mainly on him. Honestly, I am laughing as I tell this story because the picture is embedded in my head (us huddled over the kitchen table in disbelief).

My mom was standing there laughing (sorry mom, I know I said I wouldn't tell anyone you were there to witness this scene), my hubby was mortified because POOH was everywhere, and he was being peed on, and I was seriously crawling on the floor with my legs crossed screaming in laughter. I had no control over the situation at hand--I was a mess! In our parenting class, we were clearly told to leave the diaper on when we wet our newborn down with a wash cloth. It was off-the-hook funny. I will always remember that and laugh. Off to dig up the picture of the pooh so I can really have a good 'ol laugh. Signing off. ~djk