No touchy.

Adorable right? Yeah...

Just so cute you wanna pinch those cheeks? Shake her little hand?

Hold the phone....

Now if you are my well known relative or a dear friend and you aren't crawling with cold and flu germs...then by all means...pinch those cheeks (Although Addi is in a biting phase, so don't say I didnt warn you...)

However...if you are a complete stranger behind me in line at Target...guess what???

I'd rather you not touch my baby.

Yeah. That happened. For real.

I'm at the checkout line paying for my Target goodies, Connor at my knees and Addi in her carseat that is attached to the Target buggy. I look up to see a lady smiling and cooing at Addi...no problem. Babies are cute...people get all mushy at babies. As I sign my receipt I look up again and the lady now is shaking Addi's little hand.

Ugh. Really? C'mon.

Non threatenly-like...I look the lady over and just say "Ohhhhkay. Time to go." And whisked her and my son away. A few steps away, I pulled out the antibacterial wipes and wiped Addi's hands.

So now following my little story...here is a Public Service Announcement...usually with public service announcements a celebrity will deliver them...so introducing...

Mary Poppins! (Because she's a nanny and she understands these kinds of things)

"Hello All! Marry Poppins here! Cold and Flu season is fast upon us! That means take good care of yourself! Lots of rest! Spoonfuls of sugar to help your cold medicine go down! Washing your hands and ...hmm..oh yes! Please don't go touching any littles babes with your germy strangers hands! The mums just don't like it! Thats all! Chim chim cheerio!"

Did you enjoy that? ....Thanks Mary!

Now I'm not a COMPLETE germ-a-phobe. I don't wipe down playground equipment before Connor goes climbing on it or anything like that. We don't walk around in the mall wearing hazmat suits. (Although I have seen weirder outfits at the mall).

But I believe in the antibacterial wipe. I wipe down my grocery cart handle. We wash hands after playing at the chickfila playarea. And I do carry antibacterial gel with me.
Annnnnd I prefer that complete strangers dont touch my children, passing who knows what to them, even though they are commenting on how absoultely charming they are.

But believe me, they are less charming with snot running down their noses.

Connor's comments...

An insight to my son and the funny things he says...


:::Playing with his cars::: Connor:"These guys need a snack. So they went to the Snack store.


Me: "What did they eat at the snack store?"


Connor: "Coke and butter." :::Looking at my disgusted face::: "No Mommy! Butter is good!"

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Talking about his next birthday ..which is MONTHS away:::

Connor: The invitations should say Happy Birthday Connor. You are so good and happy. Please come."

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I had just told Connor that we would be taking a Disney trip soon and told him we would be visiting EPCOT instead of Magic Kingdom::::

Connor: "But...but..I want to go to the REAL Disney!


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:::Looking at some quarters::: Connor: This one says Texas!


Me: Don't mess with Texas!


Connor:"But....but...I LIKE to mess with Texas!"


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:::After doing something he wasn't supposed to do, he hides his face behind his hands::::


Connor: "No mommy! I don't like that face! I wan't mommy to make only happy faces!!"


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:::Walking in to find maybe 10 tissues on the couch::::

Connor: "It's tissue party!" (He has been fighting a runny nose)

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:::Connor smashing a pea at the dinner table with his fingers::: "Look! My Pea hatched!"

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:::After being in timeout twice in a row at Sunday School and many talks and an early nap for misbehaving...at the end of our day we are saying our prayers:::

Me: "Do you think we should pray about what happened in Sunday School today?"

Connor: "yes"

Me: "What happened in Sunday School?"

Connor: "I have no idea."

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::Connor walking around the house aimlessly muttering to himself:::

"Dear Jee-jus...please help me find mommy's camera. I can't find it. Dear Jee-jus...please help me find my chocolate milk. You are the only one who knows."

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