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I went out to lunch and I encountered a mother in the restaurant’s restroom who was at wit’s end. She was yelling at her four-year-old to stay RIGHT THERE. She was battling the blow-out her two-year-old made, forcing her to throw away the entire poop-covered outfit in the trash and to use paper towels to wipe up the mess. Then she proceeded to wrap her child in a paper towel “skirt” because she didn’t have a change of clothes.

Been there? I have. And it nearly brings you to tears.

Don’t judge that mother for yelling. Yelling happens. Don’t judge her for forgetting her baby wipes. Chances are she used them all up. Don’t judge her for throwing away clothes. Who would want to bring home poop-covered overalls? Don’t judge her for not bringing a change of clothes. Chances are, she did and this was the second blow-out of the day. Poop happens.

I felt sorry for her. I handed her the baby wipes I keep in my purse. I ask, “Do you want these?” = “I know what you’re going through.”

She said, “Yes, that would be great. Thank you sooooo much.” = “Thanks for understanding me and not judging.”

Who would’ve known the power of the baby wipe?

You know the saying “Sleeping Like a Baby?” It means, “If you sleep very well, you sleep like a baby.” Well…

Most babies don’t sleep enough. Enough hours in a row. Especially in the middle of the night. Getting up at 3:00 a.m. just sucks. So does 5:00 a.m.

We know that sleeping babies are the cutest. Calm. Sweet. Precious. No crying. No fussing. You stare at them and watch them while they sleep and breathe. But you know that if you stare too long, they could…wake up!

And you need these precious two hours of quiet.

Time to shower and shave your legs. It’s been awhile. Or maybe even to take a nap yourself.

So the next time you’re trying to explain pure and blissful, dog-days-of-summer sleep, why don’t you just say “Sleeping Like a Dog.” Man, you can’t wake those suckers up unless you’ve packing some bacon.