I was especially busy doing some work in my bedroom yesterday morning and was thus paying less attention than normal to 23-month-old Corrie. She played happily in the floor, so I didn't think too much about running down the hall for just a second. Really, just a second.
I came back to my room and she was gone. I called for her (normally this elicits giggles that make it easy to find her). Silence. I called again. Silence. I ran through the entire house--there was no sign of Corrie anywhere.
Beginning to get worried, I finally heard a quiet giggle coming from my closet. I peeked in to see Corrie sitting on the floor. Anyone who ever doubts that a toddler has a full grasp of human emotion should have seen the look of utter guilt on my daughter's face. I leaned down to see that she had managed to reach my oh-so-cute and funky beaded Christmas bracelet and had pulled it apart. Further investigation showed her mouth FULL of red, green and silver beads, as well as a snowman charm or two. I swiped them out of her mouth quickly and picked up the remaining beads off the floor. Several were missing. Which leads me to three very distinct thoughts:
First, of course, thank goodness she didn't choke on any of those beads.
Second, DRAT, I loved that bracelet and now it's destroyed.
Third, the odds are good that my daughter will be pooping sparkly beads and a snowman in the next 48 hours.
Merry Christmas.
LOL! It'll be pretty :)
Posted by: meredith | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 04:22 AM
Oh, yes, one of the anatomical facts moms learn early. The esophagus is the narrowest part of the digestive system, so what goes in, will come out!
Posted by: Lisa S. | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 07:32 AM
Ha ha ha, oh, I'm so sorry for your bracelet, and glad she's ok, but I'm laughing now - that is so something that would happen to me ;). LOL snowman poop....
Posted by: MamaDuck | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 07:47 AM
Well that sounds like "loads" of fun;)
Posted by: Pass the Torch | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 07:52 AM
Awwwww...I'm so sorry about your bracelet. And, I'm sorry of the "diaper investigating" you may have to do today or tomorrow. But, it is funny :)
Posted by: Everyday Mommy | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 08:13 AM
ROFL. Sorry. LOL. Really, I'm sorry.
Posted by: chilihead | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 08:43 AM
I'm so glad your daughter is okay! I could feel the fear with you as I read along! Sorry about your bracelet and wishing you a sparkly day!
Posted by: grim reality girl | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 09:02 AM
:) sounds like a new name for a blog ... snowman in my toilet
Posted by: Tess | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 09:47 AM
I know a blogger who could fix it....
Posted by: blestwithsons | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 10:03 AM
At least it will be a pretty poopy diaper!
Posted by: Stacey | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 10:30 AM
Too funny! Sorry about the bracelet. Thanks for the reminder on why I am blessed to be in the season of teenagers.
Posted by: sam | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 10:58 AM
Oh, I can feel the panic! That is nervewracking. Glad your daughter is ok and sorry for the braclet. I'm glad I'm not that missing snowman! :v)
Posted by: Susanne~Living2Tell | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 11:13 AM
Understand the panic. Glad that she did not get hurt in any way. But I'm laughing well over the thought of the glittery, sparkly poop in your future! Merry Christmas, indeed! (Hmmm... That's a present you can't return. I wouldn't recommend regifting it either.)
Posted by: Shalee | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 11:33 AM
My little girl is twenty two months old, and I can always relate to your stories about Carrie. Thanks for the laugh.
-Tami
Posted by: tami | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 12:21 PM
Again you crack me up.....
Sorry about the braclet and glad she didn't choke.....
Posted by: Shannon in Arizona | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Maybe you should varnish it and turn it into unique Christmas ornaments.
You're welcome for the idea...I'm always thinking..
Posted by: stayathomemotherdom | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 03:30 PM
I'm sure you didn't think it was funny when it was happening, but really, it's hystercal, afterwards, you know.
Posted by: Barb | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 05:38 PM
I'm glad she's ok. That will be one festive diaper, though.
Posted by: Goslyn | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 10:09 PM
Be sure to share that little story with her when she wants to borrow your jewelry later! LOL
Posted by: Jen | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 10:25 PM
LOL!
Well, that is something that doesn't happen every day--Snowman Poop!
Posted by: Tracie | Monday, October 09, 2006 at 11:34 PM
Can you email me a picture of the "leftovers?" Then, bring the beads and charms to Texas... I'll try to fix it for you, 'kay?
Posted by: GiBee | Tuesday, October 10, 2006 at 12:11 PM
Hee, hee, hee.
Well? Any sign of snowmen?
Posted by: Supermom | Tuesday, October 17, 2006 at 10:26 PM