Thursday, July 3

you know when you are...

You know when you are a parent to a preschooler when: a search for a subway token reveals the contents of your pocket include the following items:

(1) A piece of threaded bolt-like garbage item that is very VERY important to my daughter and if lost will result in tantrum when not produced upon request. By keeping this particular piece of garbage treasure in my pocket means it will never be requested because I SWEAR to gawd, this child has a sixth sense for items I have thrown out or gotten rid of in order to make some space around this extremely cramped space we call home. And if I have to make space by cleaning out her huge collection of precious garbage found items, I think you can pretty much assume we are at war.

(2) Animal feed. This is feed for actual animals and not my child who only appears to be partially wild when her mom has the kahoonas to throw away her precious, so very precious* garbage treasures.
* must be said like you are channelling Gollum

Any other parents of garbage treasure collectors out there? Help.

15 comments:

daysgoby said...

HOW DO THEY KNOW?

I creep around after they've gone to sleep, carefully lift the top layer o'crap up, only dig through the stuff they haven't played with in months (or it's broken/missing/never worked/half eaten by the dog) replace the top layer o'crap and THE VERY NEXT DAY they'll be harping at me in chorus about their preciouses.

It drives me INSANE.

But no, no odd screws. Maybe that's a city-girl thing?

Kia said...

OHMIGOSH! Your number 1? That's my life! Did you steal it???

Little Man asked me today where his CHRISTMAS CARD (DOH!) from nana is? I told (lied) him that I didn't know where it was. He said he thought I threw it away. Well sue me!

I leave most "treasures" on the kitchen counter for a week or so. If he doesn't ask for it during that time, I consider it fair game. Sometimes I regret it, but honestly.......

kittenpie said...

With us it's rocks, leaves, blades of grass, small twigs, and other assorted bits of nature that make their way into my pockets and purse.

Kate said...

I love the animal feed :-) Any pocket or bag of mine that you search will have at least one Nuk and a packet of fruit snacks. Mix in a hair clip, a "pretty" rock and a battery. My daughter is OBSESSED with batteries, which is actually kind of dangerous - must curb that!

Mrs Imelda said...

funny, that is often what I find in the bottom of the washing machine (it could be one of three people Imelda, Boy Imelda or Mr. Imelda) I have to remember to chezk pockets!

Kyla said...

Sometimes I throw out BubTar's treasures after a period of time and he says, "But mooooom, I asked you to HOLD them." and I say, "Really? I thought you said to throw them away. Sorry, bud, my mistake." I'm a bad mommy sometimes. LOL.

Naomi (Urban Mummy) said...

Rocks. Rounds ones, bumpy ones, big ones, small ones. Two boys collect a lot of rocks!

Tuesday Girl said...

I always have dead flowers and/or dried leaves in my pocket or the bottom of my purse!

Mandy said...

I refuse to show anyone the contents of my pockets, diaper bag or purses.

It's downright embarrassing!

Chag said...

My daughter picks up crap like that all the time. Only she'll put it somewhere else around the house, so I'm constantly finding junk everywhere.

Chag said...

Did you make the font bigger on your site? Is it time for eyeglasses?

Always Home and Uncool said...

Wait -- is that animal feed from Chag's Escape the Crazed Animals trip?

petite gourmand said...

so funny...last night we went out on a bike ride,
or more accurately lulu rode her new bike while we kept her from smashing into on-coming cars, store fronts, dogs, freshly manicured gardens and front lawns...ya get the picture...anyhow in her basket she had a mini wrench and a piece of rope.
she jumped off at one point to "tune up" her brand new bike.
umm okay.
later when I went to throw out the frayed 2 inch piece of old rope, she freaked.
all-righty then.
so oh yeah, I know where you're coming from.

have a great weekend!

IRISHKAT said...

Oh how I wish mine was small treasures somedays. It would have been easier to pack for our trip. My son typically only wears one shirt, sometimes two. I only packed the one shirt. he has been crying about the other our entire trip... sigh. You can never win!

Janet said...

You never know when you are gonna need some feed. Just sayin'.

I washed some of my clothes the other day without checking pockets very well. When I removed the items from the machine to hang outside I found enough gravel to coat a small driveway. Do I have a stone addiction problem? No. I have a toddler.