Freudian Fail

The common quote “Insanity: repeating the same act over and over again expecting different results” has often been attributed to the great Albert Einstein, although the origin is unknown. Well my friends I am calling “bullshit”! Clearly Mr. Einstein or whomever first laid claim to this quote did not have a 17 month old child and 9 week old puppy living under the same roof.

Life lesson #78,987,342 : Just because you are bigger than them, doesn’t meant they can’t tag team.

I never really know what my evening is going to hold for me, but sometimes it’s a challenge. The first week with Isa, our adorable little puppy, was going great. By Wednesday she finally had really start to come out of her shell and was feeling a bit more comfortable in her new home. As expected, she has a hard time determining which toy is appropriate for her to play with. It’s rare that the Bovine Hunter gets home from work at a decent hour, usually running in just as we sit down for dinner. So here I am in the kitchen preforming my wifely duties, cooking of course, trying to keep the puppy from destroying Dora dolls and peeing in the floor, when my Baby Girl decides this would be the perfect time to see just how many nerves mommy has left. Oh the joys of toddlers....who can reach the counter tops! As I am stopping the impending death of a toy, I hear a loud “clang” and “uh oh” (mind you, most “uh oh’s” are very intentional around here, it’s her version of “bless your heart”). I turn, at the same time as the puppy, to see the dinner plate I had made for Baby Girl spinning faster and faster on the floor and then coming to an abrupt end sitting nicely on the kitchen floor, food very neatly All.Over.The.Place! The race is on, it’s a mad dash to stop the puppy (who suddenly seems to have learned to run) from cleaning up the mess for me. I grab Isa up and put her in the kennel before heading back to the mess. With Isa now safely secure in her kennel, I start the cleanup process all the while grumbling under my breath about kids, dogs, husbands who work too much and a much needed vacation. On my knees in the kitchen, fingers covered in food, what do I hear “click” and another “uh oh”. My sweet, lovable, precious Baby Girl has now set the ever so eager puppy free from her kennel. Again, she really believe “uh oh” is equivalent to “bless your heart”, all you have to is say it and it completely negates any wrong you are about to say or do. Of course this ends the way all fairy tales do, in walks prince charming a while later (after mommy has now lost her mind completely) to a sleeping puppy (clearly worn out from the food chase) and a darling sweet daughter sitting nicely at the table.

And because one exciting evening a week isn’t enough, the washer decided to join the fun and die the following night!

So to Freud’s psychoanalysis and Einstein’s thoughts, Insanity is being tag teamed by two little ones, that collectively weigh less than 50 lbs, but pack the destructive power of a hurricane. Don’t worry, after a few days to cool off I now find it just as funny as you!

xo,
Y’all