just in case
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I’m not going to touch you
I’d never dreeeeeeam of helping you
My hands are nowhere near you, okay?
I’m only standing (all the way over) here just in case.
Just in case you want to climb the wet slide backwards
Just in case you chose to scale that chain-thing
Just in case you ride that rusty scooter without the hand grips
Just in case you pet Jake one too many times
Just in case you jump down the stairs
Just in case you brush your teeth, and then the dog’s
Just in case you try going from the tub to the potty without drying off
Just in case you pull this sh*t again:
Just in case you pretend to bite the balloon, but your pretending includes actually putting the balloon in your mouth
Just in case you need reminding about how we treat other people’s birthday cakes
Just in case you forgot what I said about touching things we won’t buy
Just in case you think I’m an idiot. I’m not. Especially around ceramic
Just in case the playdoh (still) looks tasty
Just in case you’re tempted to remove your clothing and then hide
Just in case the urge to stand in the dog food overwhelms you
Just in case you have a moment of weakness and allow me to help pick out your clothes
Just in case you need me
Just in case I need you to need me
And especially when you don’t.
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November 11, 2009 at 9:13 am
I love this….It’s kinda sad when your baby is a teenager and doesn’t need you as much she just needs your ATM card.
November 11, 2009 at 9:25 am
Just in case you need me to tell you that they make gloves with the ends cut off so you can make sure you only have one finger per slot. And then just in case you need a ride to Target to have me buy them, just in case you left your wallet at home.
I searched those mugs, CK. Not ONE of them says “ONE” OR “TWO”!!! You must need to get a lot of special ordered name stuff!
The stacks of stacks upon stacks of canned food at the grocery store irk me. Lil Daddy thinks they make the BEST noise EVER when loads of them hit the floor simultaneously. If I didn’t have to clean them up, I would agree… Also, I let him (encourage?) play with the TP if it means I can tweeze the eyebrows. Ah… then the dog comes and eats the paper… no mess to clean up AND the dog thinks he’s gotten a treat, and LIKES LIL Daddy for a fleeting moment! If I wasn’t lazy and selfish, I never would’ve thought it possible!
November 11, 2009 at 9:59 am
I take a distant second to my wallet.
And the bathtub to the toilet? It’s like a damn slip and slide.
November 11, 2009 at 10:03 am
I love being needed.
November 11, 2009 at 10:04 am
That’s exactly how I am feeling right now….everything is prefaced by “No, Addie DO”. It makes every outing 4x longer with all the sock, shoe and coat putting on…and really, doesn’t she still need me a little? I hope so.
November 11, 2009 at 10:53 am
Lovely. Although what kind of destruction-loving psycho puts a wall of ceramic within easy reach?
November 11, 2009 at 11:11 am
Just in case you need to beat the shit out of something and have it still love you when you’re done.
November 11, 2009 at 11:28 am
just in case the whole gallon of milk spills while you are pouring it into your teacup.
November 11, 2009 at 11:49 am
That was a great post. Your kids and C are sooo similar in a lot of ways. Sigh. Imagine if they joined forces….
November 11, 2009 at 12:20 pm
Just in case I manage to sneak in a snuggle while I zip up your coat…
I loved this post. Miss D. pulled the same toilet paper mauneuver…several times.
And Miss M. is the queen of tub to the potty…it’s the only time she’ll USE the damn potty…argh.
I love her pigtails–delicious.
November 11, 2009 at 12:27 pm
I need you, Boo
November 11, 2009 at 1:23 pm
Just in case today is the day you lose your fear of moving cars and decide to run out into the parking lot…..
November 11, 2009 at 4:27 pm
It feels good to be needed. I love the way you set this up.
November 11, 2009 at 5:37 pm
This is freaking awesome. I laughed and I felt all fuzzy and I totally wanted to see TWO again.
We get the whole roll unwound onto the floor and then peed on, if it makes you feel better about the TP self-harnessing itself.
How do we treat other people’s birthday cakes, btw?
November 11, 2009 at 7:49 pm
That was so beautiful! Like you, I hate it when they get to the “me do it” stage. Stepping back was never my forte. And watching them “do it” from the sidelines doesn’t get any easier as they get older.
November 11, 2009 at 8:53 pm
You are such a wise mom. Seriously.
November 11, 2009 at 9:21 pm
I think the toiler paper roll looks better that way. Just in case you were wondering.
November 11, 2009 at 9:29 pm
Perfect, and so true.
November 12, 2009 at 12:26 am
I think I will feel quite sad when my kids don’t need me anymore. I will be wandering around mumbling to myself like a crazy woman. Luckily, even though they are 13 and 8, they still need me once in a while!
November 12, 2009 at 2:26 am
I just needed to say that you are amazing! ‘Nuff said
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November 12, 2009 at 12:29 pm
Good think you are right there cuz eventually they will need you. Just you wait.
November 12, 2009 at 4:40 pm
Just in case, is part of the contradiction of motherhood. Just in case I always need you is what being a mom is.
November 12, 2009 at 9:06 pm
Just when I think my one doesn’t need me, she comes running for a hug, which always throws me for a loop, seeing as she’s not really a hugger.
Love the TP pic.
November 12, 2009 at 9:18 pm
Just in case: you grow up, move away, have a baby, get divorced, move home, move out again, have another baby, choose the wrong guy again, can’t figure it out, I’m still here…….
November 13, 2009 at 1:07 am
Well said… from the heart.
November 13, 2009 at 4:20 pm
And…crying. Why you gotta play me like that, ck?
(How’s your toe?)
November 13, 2009 at 5:49 pm
Beautiful. As usual. Trust me; they’ll need you all through their lives.
November 14, 2009 at 1:03 am
has your child really done all those things?
Oh my.
November 14, 2009 at 5:37 pm
Beautifully said. Giggles has reached that stage too when she wants to do things by herself, but I love it when I hear her say, ‘Em me Mama’. (Help me Mama)
November 16, 2009 at 12:47 am
Gah, those pigtails kill me! Good work staying waaaaaaaay back, just in case. It’s hard to do but so necessary.