If that title isn’t a conversation stopper, I don’t know what is.
Avelyn is quite fond of throwing things. Always has been. Don’t feel like eating that animal cracker? Throw it. Don’t like the chile mom slaved over a hot stove making? Throw it. Don’t feel like oatmeal for breakfast? Throw it. Finished drinking that bottle? THROW IT.
I know I could be a lot more strict about it and slap her across the face every time she hucked an object on the floor. But I have just kind of grown accustomed to the throwing. (Judge not, lest ye be judged.)
The other day we were traipsing down the grocery store aisle and she was sucking on her bottle (yes, she’s almost 16 months old and still has a bottle. See above warning about judgment) and kept on throwing it on the ground. After a few good tosses I took it away, put the lid on it and stowed it in my purse. We shopped for another half hour and when I went to retrieve my wallet from the depths of my purse to pay for our cart-full of goods, my hand was met with a wet, soggy surprise. The entire contents of her bottle had leaked INSIDE my purse (turns out that all the bottle throwing had dislodged the plastic liner from the rim of the bottle). My dearly loved Nine West purse. The lining was drenched and my hands were sopping. I flung my soaked debit card at the cashier then ran home and tried to wring out the milky mess.
I attempted to absorb as much of the milk as I could with wads of paper towel, then used hot, soapy cloths to clean it out, then I spritzed some air freshener in the lining for good measure, thinking the purse was salvageable.
Methought wrong.
This morning I went to grab my purse and I almost barfed when I caught a whiff of it. The stench of curdled feta assailed my nostrils and I shed a tear for my stinky handbag.
Today I went and bought a new (cheap, ugly, excuse for a) purse. It’ll do for now.
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I am gagging just reading this. Sorry to hear about your purse. Maybe a job for febreze! good luck.
Oy.
I hear ya on the throwing. I dare you take a whiff of the inside of our minivan. I DARE YOU.
‘Twas good to see today :)
aw…poor you. or maybe this is a blessing in disguise…an excuse for Santa to buy you a NEW BETTER purse!!!
Once again, your story hits home. Last weekend we attened an out of town wedding with M. At the reception she chowed on the meatball appetizers..she is also a thrower of food when she is done.
Fast forward three days, when we were home and I took some time to clean-out and restock the diaper bag – I found 5 decaying meatballs in various pockets and parts of the bag. I guess that’s what I get for putting the bag under the highchair!
Oh dear. My first Christmas with my in-laws I received an enormous Coach “SoHo” bag that I loved. Fast forward to me with my first child and a similar situation–but apple juice instead of milk. I hauled the bag out of the closet just the other day–not smelly but stiff from the apple juice’s magic powers.
I feel ya… I tend to use my purse as a diaper bag when we’re making quick trips, and I was victimized by a leaky sippy full of milk. Sigh. My purse was a Nine West, too. So sad.
Ugh god, I hate the smell of milk to begin with, so I can only imagine how horrible day old milk in a purse smells. YUCK. At least it gave you a good excsue to buy a new purse :)
What if you took it to the dry cleaners? Maybe they can salvage it. I think that meatbakk story is pretty gross too. Yuck!
I read this post just as I peeked up at Paige in her highchair… throwing pieces of toast overhand, with all her might.
Ohhhh, sorry to hear about your purse. That sucks! Makenna barfed yogurt and juice on our couch last night, so I know that smell.
I am sorry to hear about your purse, my stomach turns just knowing how it smells because I am forever finding sippy cups that have day old milk in them. I am glad to know that Lance isn’t the only one that is thrower. It drives me crazy, he eats and then throws, telling him no doesn’t seem to work.
sad day. lets have a moment of silence for the beloved purse. starting..now!
I know where you can get a new not ugly purse. (wink)
This happened to me recently but thank goodness the cup was only full of water. It took a week for my purse to dry out. Here is to finding a great replacement purse soon, or learning to love the smell of feta ; )
harsh. that really sucks. if it makes you feel any better, my first child had a bottle until she was 3 1/2. THREE AND A HALF. the first one is a guinea pig.
That stinks! Literally!
My fifteen-month-old certainly throws more food than she eats. She has a good arm.
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