Hubs and I never claimed we were the ULTIMATE in parenting.
But I'm pretty sure that "GOOD" parents,
upon the discovery of their two-year-old in bed like this...
do NOT run off to get the camera BEFORE ensuring the child
has NOT smothered herself.
And I'm absolutely CERTAIN that even half-way DECENT parents
(with the oxygen availability for said two-year-old still in question)
would NOT start giggling about the
resemblance of the sleeping tot to
the Wicked Witch of the East
right after she'd been crushed by Dorothy's house.
(Oh, come on, with those striped pants? Don't act like you weren't thinking it, too!)
But eventually, after squelching our chuckles and carefully putting the camera away,
even totally SELF-INVOLVED parents, such as ourselves,
FINALLY took a peek over the pillow
to check that our dear Miss Priss was still breathing.
Which, thankfully, she was.
And after much reorganization, the lovely Miss Priss was no longer reenacting
The Wizard of Oz,
but rather looked more like a normal two-year-old who sleeps
on TOP of pillows and UNDER the covers.
(Should I start being concerned about "what goes around comes around?" Cause I can only imagine how this kid's gonna treat us in our old age. And we will have totally deserved it!)
But I'm pretty sure that "GOOD" parents,
upon the discovery of their two-year-old in bed like this...
do NOT run off to get the camera BEFORE ensuring the child
has NOT smothered herself.
And I'm absolutely CERTAIN that even half-way DECENT parents
(with the oxygen availability for said two-year-old still in question)
would NOT start giggling about the
resemblance of the sleeping tot to
the Wicked Witch of the East
right after she'd been crushed by Dorothy's house.
(Oh, come on, with those striped pants? Don't act like you weren't thinking it, too!)
But eventually, after squelching our chuckles and carefully putting the camera away,
even totally SELF-INVOLVED parents, such as ourselves,
FINALLY took a peek over the pillow
to check that our dear Miss Priss was still breathing.
Which, thankfully, she was.
And after much reorganization, the lovely Miss Priss was no longer reenacting
The Wizard of Oz,
but rather looked more like a normal two-year-old who sleeps
on TOP of pillows and UNDER the covers.
(Should I start being concerned about "what goes around comes around?" Cause I can only imagine how this kid's gonna treat us in our old age. And we will have totally deserved it!)
