It truly was just one email. At the time, I had quite my career to stay home with my children and wanted to write one email which would serve as my outlet to the outside world. I can't even remember who I was messaging, just that I wanted a few minutes to myself without interruption. Was that too much to ask? The answer is yes if you were wondering.
Mid email, my two and a half year old daughter called my name. "Mama!"
"Just a minute, honey."
"Mama, I need you."
"I know, honey, just give me a minute," I said scrambling to complete my thoughts.
Seconds later, my girl showed up in the doorway of the den and with one hand on her hip said, "Mom! Miles is eating coffee!"
Now she had my attention.
Coffee? What?
I flew from my chair and ran into the kitchen. There sat my little eight and a half month old baby eating coffee grains right out of a garbage bag. It was such a sad yet beautiful sight. His face glowed as he proudly chomped on the discarded beans, but what a mess. He was dressed in a diaper so grains were stuck all over his skin and to the diaper and some were even down the diaper.
I grabbed him and pulled coffee from his mouth in the same motion. Then I brought him to the sink to hose him off. That's just what a baby who doesn't sleep needs, caffeine. And the mom of the year award goes to...
In my defense, my baby boy had just learned to crawl and I think I forgot that he could do it. Why else would I leave an unattended bag of garbage on the kitchen floor? And I'm sure you can guess what my girl said to me as I scurried around the kitchen to fix my mistake.
"Told you."
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