I dressed Edith in one of her many hand-me-down outfits yesterday. As I watched her, I noticed that she couldn't stop doing this:
It was then that I really took stock of the outfit. Hmmm... baby clothes covered in buttons. I've dressed my child in a choking hazard!
"That doesn't sound too good, Mom."
Well, it's not too good, Edith. But, you look really cute in it, so I guess we'll just have to live life on the edge and let you wear it.
"Um, Mom? Don't you know that clothes have buttons all the time? It's not that big of a deal."
"Seriously. It will be okay."
Okay, thanks for the reassurance, Edith. Now leave that loose button on your pants alone until I can resew it. And no stealth picking of buttons when you're supposed to be napping! Man, I have a headache. And I think I'm breaking out in a cold sweat.
This living on the edge thing can be stressful.