So yesterday we had a great visit from our Parents as Teachers educator. She oohed and aahed at how well Mster was doing. She gushed at how well she followed my instructions (hahaha). And she informed me that Mster would be talking more and more and more than we could possibly imagine because she did understand so many words. It really was a great time. I mean who doesn't love a little gushing?
I was quickly brought back to reality when we walked into Mster's room and I was reminded of our little issue.
Mster has been having a little trouble with waking up in the night. Because of sickness and guests I've been pretty lenient about going in and soothing her back to dreamland. This week, however, I said "Enough!" and so began the crying it out ritual. After night #1 I went into Mster's room and discovered teeth marks on the crib. I thought to myself "lovely" and proceeded to put it in the back of my mind. After night #2 I went into Mster's room only to notice a few more teeth marks. I have to admit I again thought to myself "lovely" and proceeded to put it in the back of my mind. (secretly hoping that night #3 would do the trick and there would be no more wakings). After night #3 I went into Mster's room and noticed she had hit wood. We now had a problem and there was no back burners. After consultation with the Cster and M.I.L.ster we decided that a pepper paste would do the trick. I felt horrible. I had visions of Mster waking up in the middle of the night screaming in pain from rubbing it in her eyes. What was I thinking, pepper. But on the paste went. I also put some toys in their too so she could have something to gnaw.
I awoke the next morning eager to see what happened. I looked at the crib and found...nothing!!! There was not a trace of pepper paste to be found. There was more wood showing and Mster had pepper flakes all over her face. SHE ATE THE PASTE!!! (oh and all her toys were jammed up against the opposite side of her crib)
I was at a lost till a very smart woman suggested I tie a towel onto the crib. She's the genius. It worked like a charm. Mster has a towel to gnaw. (which she did)
But back to the original question. Did Einstein eat paste?
4 comments:
I seem to remember another Cyster eating a different kind of paste. One made of salt and flour. Home made playdough. It must run in the family.
The family has a history with beavers in the middle of the night, which is also interesting. I don't think Mster has a chance.
Hmmm...gnawing your way to freedom seems to run in Cster's family too. She's doomed.
C is a crib-chewer too. I have never heard of pepper-paste. Amazing. I hope they all live to maturity
Hey Squishy Burrito,
my little guy was a beaver and completely chewed agash taht was 1 inch deep and 3 inches long on both sides of his crib, you might not remember. Anyway, he had some trouble passing that through, but no serious harm done.
-cas
ps tabasco sauce smeared all over the area works well too for most kids. mine just sucked it off.
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