While standing there, I felt my side slowly start to get wet. I took Nicole over to a bench and set her down and sure enough, she had blown out of her diaper onto me and onto herself. I proceeded to clean her up right there on the bench, but it was everywhere and I only had two wipes. Luckily, Anne came prepared with more wipes. Nicole was screaming and crying and she hated the whole ordeal because no one likes to get their diaper changed outside and then get totally stripped down and redressed. I always carry an extra onsie for just such occasions, but I didn't have an extra set of pants, so she had to go pantsless the rest of our time there. I don't really think she recovered from this tramatic experience though because she hated the rest of Farm Country.
She didn't want to touch the animals and screamed if I prompted her to do so. She was okay for a little while when we went to see the chickens and the goats, but then we saw the ducks. One goose stuck it's head through the bars and honked at her and it was all over. She couldn't stop crying. She had been scared enough.
What kind of mother am I that I would bring her to a cold place of terror? We left early and Anne and the kids stayed for their second pony ride. Nicole was much happier in the warm car and was all better by the time we got home. No more Farm Country for a while I think.
5 comments:
So traumatic to have a goose honk at you when you're not even one! Poor Nicole. Hopefully, she'll go out of her non-riding non-holding phase.
If only they'd had cats at farm country. Then she would have been happy.
Oh, blow-outs when you're not at home are the worst! I've had a couple experiences like that--having to completely strip down a screaming baby outside in cold weather.
We took Alexis to the Petsmart adoption center one Saturday because we thought she'd like seeing all the puppies. Wrong--terrified. I guess a bunch of barking dogs is a bit much for a baby. She's recovered, though, so maybe there's still hope for Nicole and ponies. :)
Is it bad that I'm laughing hard at the thought of a goose honking at Nicole? 'Cause it's a pretty funny picture. I'm going to be a horrible mother, laughing at my kids' traumatic experiences.
Oh the trauma of childhood. Were you trying to scar my granddaughter for life? Not really. Believe it or not, she will get over it. She has a good mommy and daddy and she will learn that she is safe with them and overcome her fears. You survived all the traumas I unwittingly inflicted on you...and look how good you turned out!
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