......Or in our case, tripping and falling into a puddle that was at least 5 inches deep.
M was soaked.
Face plant right into the water.
It was cold.
What did I do?
Nice mommy aren't I???
Okay so seriously it was a little funny until I realized that he was soaked and that we were still a five minute walk from home. So picture a six month pregnant woman, who by the way is a waddler this time around, trying to push the stroller as fast as she can down the street. I would have ran if I could but did I mention I was 6 months pregnant? We got home in record time, I stripped him down at the front door. A puddle had accumulated in his cute new rain boots and I cursed my self for not taking them off sooner because his feet were red. I took everything off except his diaper and hoodie, which BTW still had a toque underneath because it was very windy today. I didn't realize how comical he looked until I was running a bath for him and he is running around with this silly grin on his face.
I laughed again. What a monkey. Anyways plopped him in the tub and he thought it was the neatest thing to have his bath mid afternoon. Poor thing had purple lips.
I giggled a little more.
I know that you are thinking it is not very motherly to laugh when your child takes a spill but I just had a picture of him in my head running down the street in these cute little boots all the while saying " new rubber boots" over and over.
He's fine. Played for the rest of the afternoon in his PJ's. I gave him a nice big cup of chocolate milk. ( it was diluted of course) They forget so quickly.
FYI, B gave me crap for laughing at him......