As you know, Life is an exercise in keeping your lunch down while riding a roller coaster, thrilling but also a little scary at times too.
And as such, you should never get too smug when things go too swimmingly, and when the going gets rough, you should take a Gravol and wait things out.
Never throw parties or make tweets for things like "Me and My Angel Child Survived the Two's", because for certain, you will live to experience the Mighty Threes.
Remember all the sweet adventures I have had with my little UrbanToddler that I have chronicled here?
Well, I will have to review those posts to remind myself of their actual occurrence... because today the entire capacity of my short term as well as long term mental storage is filled with recurring incidents of the word No! and the soul altering repetitious sounds of a three year old's whining.
It has come from no where and has hit us over the head like a heavy flying bat.
But thank goodness for Mr. Urban. Even when he is hit with a confusion inducing continuous high pitched alarm, he can still operate with seamless lucidity.
There I was looking down at a heap that used to be my sweet child, on the floor of her room, come undone over what to wear for the day, with absolutely zero ideas left on how to gracefully exit the situation. And in comes Mr. Urban, holding a book that he picked up at the Borders going out of business sale.
I could not understand why he had picked up the book in the first place, I got a huge headache when I tried to read the first sentence of its first chapter on Mnemosyne.
So, in comes Mr. Urban with the book in his hand. Without any attention to the severity of the situation me and my girl are faced with he says "Guys, have you seen this picture?"
My girl and I both look up at him with our eyes severely crossed, our mouths severely dry, and say "Huh??"
And he shows us the picture and says "This is the picture of the Whiny bug that was inside my girl's mouth. I just saw it run out the door."
And just like that an epic ride is over. All is well.
I take the book and flip through it. I come across this picture and know that nature is reminding me to never lose my humor....
And as such, you should never get too smug when things go too swimmingly, and when the going gets rough, you should take a Gravol and wait things out.
Never throw parties or make tweets for things like "Me and My Angel Child Survived the Two's", because for certain, you will live to experience the Mighty Threes.
Remember all the sweet adventures I have had with my little UrbanToddler that I have chronicled here?
Well, I will have to review those posts to remind myself of their actual occurrence... because today the entire capacity of my short term as well as long term mental storage is filled with recurring incidents of the word No! and the soul altering repetitious sounds of a three year old's whining.
It has come from no where and has hit us over the head like a heavy flying bat.
But thank goodness for Mr. Urban. Even when he is hit with a confusion inducing continuous high pitched alarm, he can still operate with seamless lucidity.
There I was looking down at a heap that used to be my sweet child, on the floor of her room, come undone over what to wear for the day, with absolutely zero ideas left on how to gracefully exit the situation. And in comes Mr. Urban, holding a book that he picked up at the Borders going out of business sale.
I could not understand why he had picked up the book in the first place, I got a huge headache when I tried to read the first sentence of its first chapter on Mnemosyne.
So, in comes Mr. Urban with the book in his hand. Without any attention to the severity of the situation me and my girl are faced with he says "Guys, have you seen this picture?"
My girl and I both look up at him with our eyes severely crossed, our mouths severely dry, and say "Huh??"
And he shows us the picture and says "This is the picture of the Whiny bug that was inside my girl's mouth. I just saw it run out the door."
And just like that an epic ride is over. All is well.
I take the book and flip through it. I come across this picture and know that nature is reminding me to never lose my humor....
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