Ducky Diaries: On December 3rd, he asked me what day it was. It's December 3rd.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

On December 3rd, he asked me what day it was. It's December 3rd.

Who all read that title in the voice of Lindsay Lohan in Mean Girls?
*Raises hand*

For those of you about to tell me that it wasn't December 3rd, it was actually October 3rd, I KNOW THIS!!!!!

P.s. Guess what? It's December!!!! I LOVE DECEMBER!!!!! It's my most favorite time of the year! And if Ohio would give me some snow that doesn't melt away by 10:00 a.m. I would be really happy. Although it's probably for the best because I get exceptionally Christmas crack-heady in the presence of fluffy white stuff. *snicker snicker* I see what you did there.  IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME, GUYS!!!!!

So, funny story......

Recently Bear's teacher informed me that he had learned, all by himself, how to pop his brakes on his wheelchair. So you know, the world is now his oyster and no one can stop him.....
And I should probably watch him like a hawk because he's quick yada yada yada, why you calling me before I've drank all the coffees, teacher?!?!

Well, a few days ago, forgetting this bit of information/ warning to heed, I headed to the grocery store with my bambino's. Everything was smooth sailing until I was at the check out.

Bear being in an exceptionally ornery mood decided to make a break for the door, three times, and much like Santa Claus, he was laughing all the way.

Just wanting to swipe my magical card O' plastic and get the heck out of there I locked his wheels. Because I'm the boss (que beating on the chest doing my best Tarzan yell)! And because I obviously did not listen to a word his teacher told me on that pre-caffeine call.

I then went to swipe and sign (again) for our sustenance when a laughing cashier chuckled out "Um, mom, MOM" and pointed towards the door.

I turned to see a hysterical Bear wheeling out the damn door!!!!!

Hand to God. My heart stopped for a second.

The little stink popped his brake locks. Thankfully the Salvation Army bell ringer was quicker than me and wheeled him back into the store. That was a sight indeed. Bear in all his laughing glory being pushed back into the store by a stranger in a Santa hat.....

So, to the therapist that told us that he had made no notable progress and may not when Bear was 10 months old,  I stick my tongue out at you!

He's just fine.

How about some pictures? Not of the grocery store story because I didn't have time for all that. But, you know, other pictures, more picturey (totally a word) pictures...


 Babies, playing together.
It's a before Christmas, Christmas miracle! Fa la la!

 Mary once was lost in the back of a toddler push car, but now is
found. Also, kids do not care about the purpose of your Nativity!

The two year olds mad coloring skills. 

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