Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Beware of Smelly Dijon Mustard

My Mom and I had just walked into my sister's house after a late morning/early afternoon cleaning spree at the old house. We were greeted at the door very promptly by my wonderful sister, who had a very stern look on her face.

Seems as though she and Hadyn were sitting a sharing some pretzels for snack. Jodi had put out a small bowl of Dijon mustard for dipping and apparently, little missy was enjoying the dip. Or more accurately, she was enjoying dipping and feeding Auntie Jo. Hadyn would eat a pretzel but then she would dip and feed "An Do". Then Jodi smelled something not so fresh. She sniffed around a little bit and when the smell landed on a little Dijon mustard cover hand, Jodi thought she was going to barf.

Yes, my little precious has a (thankfully declining) habit of reaching in the back of her pants to see what all the hub-bub is back there after something has happened. Something occassionally the color of Dijon mustard.

Needless to say, Jodi will probably never eat Dijon mustard again and my little darlin' has attained status on Auntie Jo's poo-poo list.

Literally. HA!!!


Holly (me.) said...

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I will be avoiding dijon in An Do's honor. Oh, yuck.

Momma Marine said...

Holly! You have earned #1 spot on my "New Best Friend" list. My sweet baby sister told me she'd blogged about my "discovery" but honestly I thought she was kidding. EVIDENTLY NOT! Miss Hadyn didn't stay on "An Doe's" poo-poo list for long, but when someone says, "do you miss having the kids around?" I calmly reply, "nope." AND the dijon is in the back of the fridge.... I'm sure one of these day's I'll laugh. Just not right now. . . . when I think about it, all I can see is that precious head tilted to the side and that angelic voice saying, "bite, An Doe?" and her all over her face smile. I HAD BOYS! I KNEW BETTER THAN TO TRUST THAT FACE! AAaaarrrrrgggggg! Before they visit again, you better believe I'll be brushing up on my RADAR skills.....