Find the drink
There is a game here chez Tropic of Mom that I call Find The Drink. Unfortunately, it's not a fun game. It's a tiresome hide-and-seek exercise in which my son hides his sippy cup and I have to look for it.
Every! Single! Day!
It typically goes like this: mid-morning rolls around. My son gets thirsty. I prepare a cool beverage for him in his cup. Then as I prepare to get us ready to leave the house for the morning's fun activity -- don't be too impressed, sometimes we just go to the post office -- his drink is nowhere to be found. If I don't find it, he will be thirsty and cranky on our outing. I could use another sippy cup, but then that one would just get lost too.
So I search. I seek.
I ask my son where his drink is, but he doesn't say. I think it's part of the game. He's not even two years old, and already he's great at hide and seek.
So I wander the house calling out, "Drink! Driiiiink? Da-ri-ink!"
The Man-cub thinks this is funny. He even starts calling for his drink.
One time, I found his cup in the bathtub. Another time, under my bed. Today, it was in the office next to an abandoned toy. One day, I just know the drink will turn up in the parlor with Professor Plum and a lead pipe.
Sometimes I don't find the drink and it turns up days later under a pile of blankets in my son's room. As Mom's Law would have it, those are the times there was cheese -- I mean milk -- in his sippy cup. Yeah.
So I am getting an avalanche beacon for his sippy cups. I should be able to get a good price on those here in South Florida, if I can find them. And a beacon will give me quite an advantage in the Find The Drink game.
Every! Single! Day!
It typically goes like this: mid-morning rolls around. My son gets thirsty. I prepare a cool beverage for him in his cup. Then as I prepare to get us ready to leave the house for the morning's fun activity -- don't be too impressed, sometimes we just go to the post office -- his drink is nowhere to be found. If I don't find it, he will be thirsty and cranky on our outing. I could use another sippy cup, but then that one would just get lost too.
So I search. I seek.
I ask my son where his drink is, but he doesn't say. I think it's part of the game. He's not even two years old, and already he's great at hide and seek.
So I wander the house calling out, "Drink! Driiiiink? Da-ri-ink!"
The Man-cub thinks this is funny. He even starts calling for his drink.
One time, I found his cup in the bathtub. Another time, under my bed. Today, it was in the office next to an abandoned toy. One day, I just know the drink will turn up in the parlor with Professor Plum and a lead pipe.
Sometimes I don't find the drink and it turns up days later under a pile of blankets in my son's room. As Mom's Law would have it, those are the times there was cheese -- I mean milk -- in his sippy cup. Yeah.
So I am getting an avalanche beacon for his sippy cups. I should be able to get a good price on those here in South Florida, if I can find them. And a beacon will give me quite an advantage in the Find The Drink game.
Labels: everything and nothing, Man-cub
posted by Holly at 6:44 AM
11 Comments:
I have a key chain I bought at Sharper Image (yeah, before they went out of business) that has a clapper thing on it. When I lose my keys (Senior Citizen monets come more frequently these days) all I need do is clap my hands and my keys beep. Fortunately, I am NOT anywhere near the point where I need a hearing aid. Yet. But I wonder if they make such a thing for sippy cups.
No, I DON'T know Claude Monet. I have MOMENTS, as do, apparently, my fingers.
Man, I so remember finding that cheese in a cup. Oh the horrific smells!
Just wait until he finds out how to take off his diapers. Those are even more fun to find ;)
At least the Cheese/milk didn't leak out of the sippy down in between the cracks in your car! Love your blog!
You could make a MILLION!!! Before you release this invention to the public, can I buy some stock??
Hey, we've played that game at our house too!
Okay so I fell for your find the drink game - I was ready to play - until I found out what it was! He'll stop when he finds his own drink two weeks later and tries to take a sip :) I think it's funny that HE starts calling for his drink too!
Ha! I play the same drinking game! What's worse is mine knows it's a game now. OY.
And he hides the pacifiers.
Kids. Oy.
Oh my gosh that was funny...it reminds me how the last time I went to visit my father-in-law he was like, "Hey where's the cat?" Then he went and grabbed this little beeping gadget and followed it until he found the cat under the couch. He picked her up and showed me how she has this blinking light on her collar. Apparently, he has a tracking device on her so that he can find her whenever he wants - she has been known to set the security system off when they aren't home. Anyhow, that would be so cool if you put a little tracking device on the cup :~)
ak! I SO get this!!! We play this game times 3 at our house!
First of all I feel so much better that I am not the only one. Second I was so thankful for those cheap throw away kind of sippy cups for that reason.
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