Sunday, March 30, 2008

A Well Seasoned Handbag but is it Worth the Salt?

The contents of women's purses are being displayed across the blogosphere. OHmommy over at Classy Chaos has tagged me with a meme and specifically wants to know what is inside a mother of three's bag. Since I just recently published a similar post about this very thing, I submit a repeat picture:

My children are eleven, eight, and four. At this stage of mommyhood, I no longer require a diaper bag or relatively large tote with handy pockets and dividers to hold all of the necessary items for diaper changing, feedings, or optional clothing needs. When you're a mother to older children, your purse becomes a receptacle for whatever they have tired of holding onto themselves. You know that item that you told them before you left the house that if they wished to bring it with them, they were responsible for its means of getting around? Fortunately, also at this stage, I often carry a moderately smallish purse which often cannot accommodate their larger items. This prevents any possible way to shove said item in my purse and forcing them the inhumanity of hanging onto their own crap and bitching about the injustice of it all. And gives me the opportunity to say "I told you so". Which? I say a lot.


Unrelated Episode:

During dinner last evening, Girl-Child's wheat roll had mysteriously disappeared from her plate. You should also know that her Sky Wishes My Little Pony (she has named Melissa) had joined her for dinner. When pressed on the whereabouts of her bread, the following happened:

Me: Where's your bread?
Girl-Child: (hem and haw) ...well... Melissa ...she climbed over the table ...and
Me: (considers this remote possibility) She did?
Girl-Child: Uhuh. And she got on my plate. And. And. And she spilled it on the floor.
Me: (totally unconvinced) Uhuuuuuh.
Girl-Child: And the doggy ate it.
Me: (my hands are now on my hips in traditional mommy form plus stern face) Is that what really happened?
Girl-Child: (BURSTS into inconsolable crying) Nu..Nu...Nooooooooooooooooooo... I.. I....I'm sorry I fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiibbbed.

There's just sooo many tears!

And, oh, the wailing!

I hug her and simultaneously stifle laughter turn my head to see rest of family hiding their faces to stifle own laughter at her grossly disproportionate reaction to getting caught in a fiiiiiiibbb.


Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

Oh my, the drama, the drama!

I am constantly waging a battle between keeping the grin off my face when trying to look stern! How do you do it?

Jennifer S said...

A hand over the mouth is useful for feigning a stern look while also stifling a laugh. I have to do it all the time.

It's really like a soap opera isn't it? It's on most days of the week, the stories keep changing, and there's a lot of crying.

As Cape Cod Turns said...

I don't think I could do the purse meme thing, because my purse is my car. I take what I need in my jacket, pants, shirt pockets from my car. Drives my mom crazy that I don't have a purse for my stuff! I'd much rather buy shoes than purses.

Love the drama. Don't you wish you could over react like that sometimes?

1blueshi1 said...

your daughter still PLAYS with Skywishes? WHAT IS YOUR SECRET. I have so many shelves full of crap...and that's just the KIDS crap, hehehe. the DH describes my room as A Shoe Altar where apparently I Worship The Great God eBay in expensive and time consuming rituals.

AutoSysGene said...

I only wish my daughter was that upset about getting caught in a fib!! Cute purse!

Burgh Baby said...

Melissa caused SO much drama. I think she deserves to be banned from the dinner table. ;-)

Your purse is the first one whose contents look even remotely like mine. That makes me proud.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Well, you know she's got a conscience--and that's a really good thing!

stephanie said...

That was a pretty quick breakdown there. You ought to be on Dragnet.

So, no future in the CIA for your girl I'm guessing.

Madge said...

what a cutie. a good hug is the best way to hide your laughter.

Don Mills Diva said...

Did she inherit maybe just a touch of her flair for the dramatic from mama?:-)

calicobebop said...

Adorable! I have to say, I'm envious that your child will actually own up when caught in a "fib." Muffin always tries to bluff her way through it.

Great purse by-the-way! I'm jealous. grr.

Anonymous said...

i wish i could carry a purse, we are still in diaper bag phase with lots of broken crayons at the bottom.

at least she owned up to the fib, i mean it is entirely plausible that the horse ate the bread.

Anonymous said...

I loved it when my daughter, too, broke down due to guilt over a tiny fib. What a relief to know she has a conscience! You must be doing something right!

Laski said...

Not one for pressure. A stern face did the trick. That should come in handy in the future :)

I can't do the purse meme. I'm still working with the diaper bag and the purse is just, well, it holds diaper wipes and that is it. Oh, and a pacifier. And maybe a few stray gum wrappers. That's it. I think.

JCK said...

I think your Girl-Child and my BOY would get along great with their imaginations!

Poor little thing. And a FIB no less. That is a good old fashioned word. One that you rarely hear anymore.

And...the WORST is if they catch you laughing at the situation. OH...the crying then. I'll have to try the hand over mouth, body bent over trick.

OHmommy said...

Oh my. We have the same drama here. LOL.

Sassy purse!

Anonymous said...

I also wondered about the possible inheiritance of drama from ones mama.
But, it's a great thing she's got a good imaginationa and a good conscience!!

that chick said...

those my little ponies are notorious for their bread-eating. you have to keep a sharp eye on them.