My husband had to work yesterday, which meant I had the ladies all to myself all day. I was both excited and leery about this. I knew we could either have a great day or an I’m bored, I’m bored, I’m bored! combined with I’m just going to throw as many tantrums as I can kind of day.
I totally lucked out.
Aside from a minor nap-related meltdown, we had a great day. We made a doll from a kit Samantha got for Christmas last year (more on that partial fail later this week), we did Sam’s reading bingo homework, colored, and went to Barnes and Noble to read some books and split a Rice Krispy treat at the cafe.
When we got home, Sam decided she wanted to write a story for daddy (the absolutely hilarious title page will be in my Instagram post this week). I was feeling so warm and fuzzy after a great day with my girls, so I decided to break out the camera and take some photos of my lovelies.
Cue parenting fail.
I took a few shots of my little writer hard at work. She was really into her story (which was about a seriously gassy panda).
Yes, that is Ellie’s shoe on the table which is probably the first clue that I’m not paying as much attention to her as I should be. No judging.
Once Samantha started getting huffy and puffy about me taking pictures of her, I turned the lens to the baby bean.
Ms. One Shoe’s attention was split evenly between whatever show was on (my guess is Jake and the Neverland Pirates since she regularly demands it) and the toy in her hand.
I was so smitten by my seemingly angelic babies, I made Sam stop writing so I could take pictures of us (we don’t have nearly enough of those).
Hmmmm. Notice that faint discoloration around Ellie’s mouth in that bottom shot? I didn’t. I was in my little La-La Land and paying no attention to whatever Ellie was doing while sitting in my lap.
It was only after I saw this picture that I said What the heck is on Ellie’s mouth? I looked down at her, realizing she had been very quiet. It became immediately apparent why she was so quiet. You can’t really do a lot of talking while sucking on an ink pad!
She had taken a stamp out of her sister’s pencil case and had been sucking on the little ink pad the entire time I was taking pictures. No ink was left. None. It was all in her mouth.
Parenting fail.
Have you had any moments like this lately? It doesn’t have to be a parenting fail, but a moment when you thought everything was going smooth and life was good only to realize you weren’t really paying attention to what was actually happening. Please share and make me feel better about myself 😉
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Hi! I'm Jen, a freelance writer and girl mom who loves reading the newest children’s books as much as I love a good psychological thriller. I believe fiercely in the power of kindness, empathy, and really good quality chocolate. When I'm not knee-deep in glittery crafts and girl talk, you can probably find me sprawled out on my couch in the middle of a Netflix marathon with dark chocolate smeared on my face. The struggle is real. 
Hahahahahaaa! But it’s PURPLE Mom, so it should TOTALLY taste like grape!
Yeah, so many moments like this. And my question is always, but WHY would you be sucking on an ink pad? Doesn’t it taste disgusting?! I swear, human babies are born without instincts!
Exactly! Why aren’t you gagging and pulling at my pants for juice to wash the taste of yuck out of your mouth?! Hahahaha.
Um, hello? My entire life with kids. I don’t know if it ever gets better…? Someone needs to let us know! LOL!
Lol. I don’t think so, but it’s at least comforting to hear about other ladies in the same sad little boat!
Oh goodness yes, of course! She seems to be okay and you have a great little anecdote to tell and seriously cute pics to prove it!