Steph at Adventures in Babywearing is hosting a little game called "What's Grosser Than Gross?" We've all seen things as Moms that have left our innards begging for mercy (I actually had one of those nights on Monday when my little guy didn't make it to the bathroom on time and gave me the wonderful job of cleaning up the living room couch and rug. Oh joy!). But it's our job and by golly we must trudge on!
So here's my story. We live in our van because we spend a great deal of time on the go. This usually means that we take snacks and drinks with us because, inevitably, even though we just ate lunch ten minutes ago, shrieks emerge from the backseat that resemble something like this: "MOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM! I'm HUUUUUUUNGRY!" We've all been there. Lately, Caden is happiest with his "ba-ba" full of watered down 100% juice laced with his probiotic(that had to be stated lest you find me an irresponsible juice-feeding mom) and it keeps him quite happy in the entire ten minutes he's guzzling it.
Apparently he didn't drink all of his juice, which is unusual for him, because what emerged weeks (though it could have been days, who knows in this heat?) later was the smell. That resembled wine. Only worse.
And having the sensitive sniffer that I do, I went on a scavenger hunt looking for the grosser than gross offender. When I finally found it, trapped under the seat with so many other lovely treasures we'd all forgotten about, it had turned into a lovely science experiment that would leave most of us green.
I decided not to save beloved "ba-ba" and into the trash it went, nastiness and all. I am sure I am not unique in this experience as most of you reading have children.
Unless of course, you don't give your children juice. : )