Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Tomato seeds on my shirt

I remember, in times past, when I used to be able to eat my food without evidence of it ending up on my shirt.

I think it all started with my first pregnancy and it just went down hill from there. I don't know why this happens, but it is a sad fact of motherhood. It must be some coordination brain cells giving up the ghost in the process of teaching our children to eat.

You either get food on you from your kids putting it there (throwing it at you, spitting it at you or throwing it up on you) by preparing or cleaning up meals (larger body parts being more likely to rub against the counter top) or just by being so darn tired or trying to multi task too many things at once that you just plain miss your mouth.

Oh to be young and have a clean shirt.


  1. I always thought that this was our family's way of telling everyone else, "Yup, we just ate!"

  2. I don't think I even own one shirt that isn't stained across the boobage area. Crap!

  3. Who cares so long as the food's good. ;)

  4. All my shirts end up with stains on my "shelf".. so I bleach em, stamp em, dye em.. and make them into brand new shirts that last atleast one more season.

    When you've been blogging over a month, I'll look forward to adding you to the BlogHer blogroll.

  5. Glad it's not just me!!! :-D Whew! It's nice to know that I'm not the only one this happened to.


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