My suffocating nightmare has come true. My house is
officially full of baby crap. All of the bright and shiny primary color, space
sucking, “educational” and give-mommy-five-seconds-to-do-something toys. I
desperately wish I had infinite funds to be able to put together tons of
storage options in fancy baskets from Pottery Barn to hide all of the debris,
but I don’t. Therefore, this is my life now.
I never understood the need for parents to get the plastic
bowls, plates and spoons. They are little people, why can’t they just use the
same dinnerware as larger people? Because these little people contain freakish
strength that turns into a King Kong type destruction for anything in their
path. So not only do these little people require their own special cutlery,
require a special place for them to sit. One where the debris of destruction
will impact as little of the rest of the country as possible. But alas, the
most popular types of these special chairs are as obnoxious and space sucking
as the toys and gadgets. The thought of having something that huge adding to
the already closing in walls just makes me shudder.
This?? I don’t think so. I found something that blends in
more with our pre-small human house and so we decided to go with this.
Not only are we realizing the increasing expense associated
with this small human, but because of the purchase of all of these chairs,
educational toys, and special flatware, I am also smacked with the reality of
how fast she is growing. I need a pause button for life. For my parental and
financial wellbeing.
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