As mentioned in the previous post, Joseph loves his loveys. He loves all of them, but has a particular affinity for his monkey, which is one of the two original loveys he's had since he was like 3 months old. His affinity for Monkey makes it hard for Monkey to make it to the wash very often. I aim to wash Monkey once a week, but there are some laundry days where I'm just not getting between Monkey and Joseph.
Today was laundry day and Monkey was overdue for a cleaning. There is no sugar coating it, Monkey smelled...like really, really bad. Between a snotty nosed kid with a cold rubbing it all over his face and insisting he eat all his meals with it (last night Monkey was dragged through some pasta salad and regurgitated hard boiled egg), Monkey was more than a little funky his morning. Luckily, I found a moment when Joseph was distracted sticking my car keys in and out of the door and I was able to sneak Monkey into the washer. I was folding laundry in the hall near the laundry room (correction - laundry closet. Our laundry area is way too small to classify it as a room) and Joseph came running in. He has a strange fascination with me folding laundry. He likes to sit on my lap and help me put everything in the basket when I fold it. Of course, he doesn't really have the coordination to actually keep the clothes folded while placing them in the basket.
Unfortunately, as Joseph came running in, the door to the laundry room was still open and as Joseph peaked in, he spotted the bright red silk of Monkey pressed up against the window of the washer. He immediately went crazy pointing at it and yelling "THAT! THAT! THAT!". There was no way I was stopping the washer and handing him a wet, soapy Monkey so I prepared for the tantrum. This is a small glimpse (Note this was near the end when he was starting to calm down. The foot stomping and throwing himself against the wall had stopped).
Somehow I managed to lure him out of his tantrum with a secondary frog lovey and some Nick Jr. television for 10 minutes. Crisis averted. I managed to sneak Monkey into the dryer while Joseph ate his lunch (Trust me, there have been times he's seen it coming out of the washer and I have relented and let him have a wet monkey). I am happy to report that a very happy reunion took place right before nap time.
1 comment:
oh, that is really cute ... poor guy!
joseph has a blanket he insists on sleeping with so we have to make sure to wash it between naps and night-time, but he doesn't need it between sleeps so it's not as difficult. he does have an ever-growing arsenal of stuffed animals that need to be in bed with him when he goes to bed ... but again, nothing he insists on having with him all of the time ...
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