I’m still new to motherhood. I do the typical mom things, but not with quite the same finesse as a seasoned parent.
Today I performed The Mom Lick. We all know what it is. It’s a practice dreaded and despised by all children and a few unfortunate spouses (my spouse included).
I licked my finger, and as if my spit was some magical cleanser superior to water, I began scrubbing Evan’s face. I licked my finger a second time, continuing with my cleaning job, and low and behold, I was treated to the sweet salty taste of baby boogers.
Note to Self: Don’t lick the same finger twice.
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