Interpretive Dance Moves

Monday, January 27, 2014

The following is a public service announcement delivered from a place of relatively genuine neutrality.

If a friend of yours is weighing the pros and cons of procreating, she'd do well to consider the following:  the amount of cleaning involved in the upkeep of one of these mini-persons is rarely (if ever) overstated.  

the guy on these paper towels seems nice-
I have no reason to believe that Poppy is any more or less messy than the average toddler, so you're welcome to use our family as a point of reference: we're almost 2 years into this thing and the cleaning associated with it has yet to peak.

Now, I'm not saying that this increase in janitorial duties could or should be a deal-breaker, I'm simply saying that your friend should take it into account before signing anything.  

Having said that, Poppy's interpretive dance moves have really come into their own lately.  So much so that they could be considered satisfactory compensation* for all the pooping in the bathtub, drawing on walls, chicken nugget launching and sippy cup throwing that goes on chez Darrah. 

It's a beautiful thing – to have the zesty confidence that's required to offer an unrehearsed, unsolicited dance routine to the group.  Yep, Poppy's interpretive dance moves seem to inject some justice into the fact that I'm perpetually tidying.  

So, if your would-be parent friend does decide to take that leap into parenthood, I wish her the best of luck.  I 
hope that her increased janitorial obligations are put into perspective on a regular basis.

Well then, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my sanitation duties.  

*This would not be the case if we didn't have a bi-monthly cleaning lady.  And, unfortunately, this cleaning lady doesn't accept Poppy's interpretive dance recitals as payment for her services.

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