Housebound on a rainy afternoon
I’ve decided that the two most challenging (worst?) times to be a parent are when the kid is sick and when it’s raining outside, and it’s pretty much a toss up as to which is worse. Granted, it’s excruciating to hold your baby while she overheats with a fever or to listen to her cough herself out of sleeping multiple times in a night. But trying to find fun, creative things to do when stuck indoors due to inclement weather? Well. That pretty much pushes me to the very outer limit of my parenting capabilities. I’d rather try to scratch an itch on my frontal lobe with a chopstick stuck through my ear hole than draw another giraffe on the DoodlePro. For those of you who live with Real Winter, I offer my deepest condolences.
I know I’ve hit rock bottom when I encourage her to forage for treasure in her butt cheeks—adorable as they are—or when I offer step-by-step instruction for properly grinding espresso bean as a means to pass the time or when I describe why a book jacket is important and I know you’re bored but please stop trying to tear it to pieces!
Thankfully, she seems quite forgiving of my shortcomings.
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