Mochi’s Law
I’d like to share my favorite scenario. It’s happened more than once with slight variations, but I’ve learned it’s inevitable, even with advanced planning.
First of all, we’re late. Secondly, it only happens when I’m alone. So we’re all strapped in the car seats and ready to go, key in the ignition and car running, ready to reverse out of the garage. That’s when I notice the smell. Turn off the car, unstrap everyone, run everyone back in the house, remove all shoes and get that stinky diaper changed. Wash up, shoes back on, strap everyone in again. Just as the key turns, “Mommy, I gotta go potty.” ARE YOU KIDDING ME!??! And yes, I asked numerous times before we left, but I’m told that was BEFORE and this is NOW. So we unstrap everyone again, get back in the house, remove shoes, she runs, remembers to wipe, flush and wash hands, we’re good again. So now we’re finally off. Third time’s a charm. Just as we get on the freeway, AH-CHOO! Actually, it’s more like a “haPLKSH!” See, there’s this phenomenon that makes a baby girl sneeze when sunlight hits them. I’m not sure why that is, but apparently it happens even from the inside of a car window. I glance back and Baby Mochi is completely covered in slime. Not only that, but she’s wiping it with 2 hands all over her cheeks and headed up towards her head. There is nowhere to pull over so I make it a point not to look back until we get off the freeway. Of course there is always traffic when you’re trying to get off the freeway as quickly as possible. Big Mochi is excitedly giving me a play-by-play of the backseat events. I hear Baby saying WAWAWAWA. Big Mochi: Oh Mommy, she’s all wet. Her hair is all wet and her cheeks are, too. I think she’s licking her hands! Oh Mommy she’s scratching her head. Mommy now she’s putting her finger in her ear and it’s all wet. Mommy she’s going WAWAWA with her hands on her mouth. She’s clapping now.
3 soaked kleenexes later, she is cleaned up, I am exhausted and disgusted, but all is finally well.