That’s Mamihood- Little hands!
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When I was a fairly new mother, I was still a working mother. I would work T, Th, S. So, the time I spent with my bouncing baby boy was precious.
Many, many moons ago…..
We were at Ralphs, a local supermarket. I had my then 1.5yo son in the shopping basket. I had just placed my groceries on the conveyer belt to check out and moved on forward to pay. Then the most embarrassing thing to happen to me at a market, happened.
We pulled up, and my son was right in front of that automated machine that gives you your change in coins. Well, that little machine (totally not our fault, though) was opened. The flap that holds the coins in place was opened leaving ALL the coins exposed. Oh yeah!
My little nene, got hold of that flap, pulled it towards him and let it go. All the of coins spilled all over the check out counter and then on to the floor. DIOS MIO!
“Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there” was not around then, so I could not use it and wish myself out of there!
I’m am almost certain my face turned all sorts of red. I immediately went to go help, but was quickly stopped by the management because it was money. They had to close the lane down, and opened up another for the customers behind me.
I apologized over and over and over again. My son was just sitting there, enjoying the show. I left con una pena!?! I never went back to that market again. EVER! And we lived in that city for another 9 years! I did learn my lesson, though. From then on, I pushed my 3 kids, all the way to where the groceries are bagged to avoid any machine of all sorts, as possible! ¡Ay Mamá! But, what can I say???
That’s Mamihood!
What have your “little hands” done?
About Liz Cerezo
Liz is a Mexican-American blogger living in Southern California. Married 14 years, and a mami to 3 kids, her content is inspired from living in and raising a multicultural familia. Liz has been blogging for more than 4 years, establishing herself as a nationally recognized Latina blogger. She often blogs in Spanglish and may throw in some Tagalog when talking about her hubby. You can also find her chit chatting away at @Liz_Cerezo.
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¡Ay Liz! I have not been blessed with “little hands” BUT I think about all the chaos my own “little hands” unleash, when I am trying to be efficient and multi-task. E.g.: picking up a container of yoghurt after I put on lotion, while I talked on the phone, and fed the dog, over my newly cleaned jute rug. Know where this is going?
Ay, you’re too funny!
My little hands is into every single thing . I just block all those incidents from my head! Locura!
My little hands have gotten paint all over the bathroom wall…and goodness knows what else I can’t remember.
I can see you all red-faced in that scene, but how cute must your son have looked when he saw that mess! Delight, delight!
I was carrying my little guy in my arms recently, and a friend of mine reached in to hug us and my son slapped her. That is embarrassing. He was 1.8 at the time. Still not right.
Don’t have kids yet but when I was younger my little hands dropped my mothers glass candy dish. I cut myself with the glass and still have the scar!
LOL – Oh yes, I’ve been there. My “little hands” get into EVERYTHING!
nope! lol
Oh no! Does your son remember any of it?
Oh yeah! They are what makes us “Hardcore!” lol
Oh my amiga, que pena..too funny. Aren’t kids the best, the make your life so full of happiness, embarrasment and laughter. great post