I was introduced to the concept of “making memories” by my sister and brother-in-law (also parents of a toddler). The idea is to view our most embarrassing, frustrating, painful, etc. experiences with our toddlers as simply “making memories” so that they are easier to stomach.
We have made some memories lately in our house…..
When I had to carry my 2 year old out of the zoo kicking and screaming while simultaneously pushing the stroller, I was just making memories.
When my toddler pressed the “automatic door” button in our van and the door almost crushed Mommy who was putting his sister in her car seat, we were just making memories.
When my toddler (yep — him again) dropped our laptop causing $800 worth of damage, that is okay, because he was making memories.
When a button popped off of my shirt and flew across the room at a play date because it was still too tight to fit over my milk-filled boobs, no worries — just making memories.
And finally, when I attempted to give my 4 month old a loving kiss and she puked in my mouth, Mommy did not mind, because she and baby were just making memories.
I guess I really should start scrapbooking after all.