A “Great” Catch

You, my faithful readers know that of late there has been a lot of puking, peeing and pooping in my household. Throughout my puke patrol experience, I have noticed a very strange habit. You see when we are not readily prepared for impeding puke and it occurs, I have a tendency to cup my hand under the puking child’s mouth, somehow expecting to catch all the puke.

I’m really not sure what I expect to gain from doing this. The most recent times that I can remember it happening were actually at my parents’ house in the kitchen area. The reason I try to catch the puke still eludes me, as my parents {like most people} don’t have carpet in their kitchen. They have vinyl stuff, it’s very easy to clean yet I am compelled to try and catch the puke.

Of course, once I have two hands full of puke, I am fairly incapacitated. It’s not like I can pick the puking child up and take them to the bathtub. I can’t go grab a towel to begin mopping up the mess and I certainly can’t gather the Big One’s hair into a ponytail to save it from the puke.

So why is it that I feel the need to catch the puke? I don’t have an answer, but I must admit that I did smile a bit this afternoon when the Little One puked {no I didn’t smile because she puked, be patient}. I smiled because the Husband instinctively held up his hands to catch the puke. At least I would like to think it was to catch the puke and not to shield himself from the projectile. {The Husband and my dad were in the midst of assembling a new dining room table and chairs in the parental unit’s kitchen. I suppose since they were about 3 hours into what turned out to be a four-hour advenutre, he could have been trying to protect the brand new table and not really protecting himself, but who knows!}

So do, you try to catch the puke too? Or are we just plain weird or better yet slaves to futility?