"Mysterious" Goings On....

Carter is forever leaving his sippy cup out of the fridge. He can open the fridge door and I keep his cup where he can reach it just because I know he'll climb if I don't. I usually try to keep an idea of where he's put it, and what color we have that day just in case a sippy from days gone by pops up out of nowhere. Now, let me just stop here and say that I do spend time searching for lost cups almost daily, but there are some cups that just "mysteriously disappear" only to reappear just as mysteriously.

Like last night.

I was curled up into a fetus-like position trying to stay warm (yes, we have heat, and it was on, but my bones are cold from working on "the farm" in this frigid southern climate), anyway, I was curled up on the couch watching House MD and Carter comes and tells me he wants M&M's. I told him we didn't have any, but he "mysteriously" produced a snack sized pack of them. They weren't open so I told him he could have them. I now believe they were sent from above to make what was coming a bit easier to stomach.

A few minutes later I heard Carter fumbling around in the kitchen and went to see what he was up to. I walked around the corner just in time to see him chugging from a green sippy cup and making a REALLY BAD FACE.

Green was not the color of the day. Purple was.

I said, "Stop Carter! That milk is OLD!" He nodded and handed it to me, still making the face. (this is the first time he's actually DRANK old milk).

I grabbed the cup and was rinsing it in the sink when I heard Carter, in a strange voice, say, "Mama?" (he usually says "mom" so when I hear "mama" I know it's serious!)

He was standing behind me looking so pitiful........and there was RED puke everywhere!!

If not for the fact that I could smell it, I'd have thought he hurled his intestines on my kitchen floor.

It smelled like the "mysterious" M&M's.

Carter has only puked one other time in his 2 and a half years, so he was a little concerned at the amount of red "stomach contents" he had deposited on himself and the kitchen floor. So, I did what any other candidate for the "Mom of the Year" would have done in that moment looking at the scared face of my puke covered child.

I laughed.

.....and thankfully, so did he.

The fact that the lovely aroma of M&M's made cleaning up the mess somewhat pleasant, AND the fact that I feel sure any chocolate craving I may have in the near future has most surely been averted made the whole situation quite funny to me.

So, thanks to whomever "mysteriously" deposited the M&M's. Crisis avoided....AND my diet will surely benefit as well.