Saturday, September 20, 2008

The Ring

A few days ago, Pen unearthed a ring that I purchased a few years ago, but haven't worn in ages. I really like the ring-- it's colorful and bright and is made of chunky plastic. I think it's cute, so gave in to Pen's urging to wear it. 

Here's the ring:


I slipped the ring on the middle finger of my right hand and went about my day. Not too long after I put the ring on, I realized that Big was in need of a diaper change. 

I got him all ready for the wipe-down-- feet in left hand, diaper open-- and reached for a wipe from the container..... only then to notice that the wipe had slithered back down inside the little hole (I hate it when that happens!)! 

So, I did what we all do in that situation. I stuck the pointer and middle fingers of my right hand down inside the little wipe container hole and groped for the next wipe. Of course, while all this is going on, Big is trying to flip over, kick his feet out of my grasp, etc, and to make matters worse, the wipe was proving more difficult than usual to pincer. 

I stretched my fingers in for one last and desperate grab, only to have my ring slide through the hole with a little..POP! It took me no time at all to realize that I was stuck! I couldn't pull my ring back out of the hole, or pull my finger out of the ring! Big, being the smart boy that he is, seemed to realize the same and renewed and increased his efforts to get away (this is where I said, "UH, OH!"). 

Panic quickly set in. I was using my left forearm to try and keep Big from flipping, began praying that my grip on his feet would hold as we struggled above the open poopy diaper-- all the while flapping my right hand around trying to detach the wipe container! 

This is me with a crack in my voice as I try to distract Big so he'll hold still... "Hold still, Big!" (flap, flap, flap)...  "Do you want to sing a song?" (flap, flap, flap!!).... "A, B, C, D..ugh!" (FLAP!)....  "Okay, how about if we count to 10?!!!" (FLAP! FLAP! FLAP!) Finally, with one last wavering yell, I was able to dislodge the wipe container and conclude our business. (Whew!)

I think I won't be wearing that ring again until Big's potty trained.

4 comments:

Lisa Marie said...

Oh, goodness- There are many posts that I find humorous, but this is the first one that actually made me start laughing out loud as I read. :)

The Laundry Queen said...

Glad to give you a laugh, Lima!

Jen said...

Too bad you didn't catch it on video! This is just the kind of fix I find myself in all the time!

Pat said...

Oh, how I wish I could have been there!
Have you had this experience yet?- You leave your child in the playpen and go to do something elsewhere in the house, and return to find the child and playpen covered in poop! You know, like finger paints. Fun, fun, fun!