How Many Licks Does it Take...

...to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?

Let's just put it this way, I didn't know my 11 month old would be answering that question this morning.

It started out like any other Tuesday morning. The girls & I scurried around trying to get to PWOC early (no snickering!)...I am supposed to help set up the rooms for the kids. Some weeks, we do quite well. Today was not one of those days! We got to the chapel & Katie had picked up the Korean nursery workers at the gate AND set everything up. I proceed to get the girls organized to leave them in their rooms and help figure out the volunteer situation. I end up working in the baby room, so I open the door & what do I find? MY BABY HAS A LOLLIPOP!!!

1. Um, why did my baby have a lollilop? 2. Why do I never have my camera at these priceless moments?

Well, you would think I might be able to get an answer to this...EXCEPT the other woman in the room is Korean and speaks no English. I head over to Bekah and take the lollipop from her. Oh my, it was not good. To taste the sweet sugary bliss and then have Mommy rip it from her, ticked Beks off.

From what I can figure out, Bekah had an accident of sorts. She has a big bruise on her cheek, so I'm assuming the gal was looking for something to soothe Beks. Since she doesn't take a paci and the snack was in a different pocket, all that could be found was Abby's bag of candy that she got at a birthday party last week!

Oh well, it's okay. We're only a few weeks out from the big birthday cake and ice cream party, so what's it hurt? Thank goodness for the lady that Beks is #2...if that would've been Abby, whew. I would not have been so calm. Heck, maybe if I have a couple more, we'll just skip pacifiers all together and move straight to the candy! (Just kidding, sweetie, if you read this. No more. I understand!)

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