This post was sponsored by WaterWipes as part of an Influencer Activation for Influence Central and all opinions expressed in my post are my own.
My youngest is almost five. Five!! I can’t believe it.
Anyway.
Recently I decided I’m tired of asking, “Does anyone have a wipe?!” I haven’t had a kid in diapers for almost three years. Why on earth would a mom of preschool and school aged kids needs wipes?
I’ll tell you.
5 Reasons Why Moms Should Carry Wipes Even When They Don’t Have Babies
1. Mud. My kids sometimes forget to take their shoes off when they come in from playing with their friends. No biggie when you’re at home. You just pull out your mop or whatever you use and clean it up. When you’re visiting grandma and you don’t want her to see the muddy footprint, grab a wipe and make it disappear.
2. Bloody noses. My mom taught me to always keep a roll of toilet paper in my car. And I do. I also keep paper towel and tissues. I’ve used them all on different occasions, so I’m not complaining. But do any of those work that well for wiping dried blood off faces? No. No they don’t. Wipes do!
3. Popsicles. Or grape juice boxes. Or French fries and ketchup. Or ice cream cones. Fill in the blank with any messy (and usually unhealthy!) food that your child tends to smear on their faces, and you’ll be recalling all those times you had to close your eyes so you didn’t see your ragamuffin child.
And hey, if you can’t see them smearing chocolate on their booster seat, it’s like it never happened. Am I right? Oh, and don’t forget the ever fashionable Milk Mustache. Sorry, Charlie. That’s gotta go.
4. Porta Potties. So, for reals, I’m grateful for the invention of toilet paper and hand sanitizer, but sometimes the paper doesn’t “get it all.” And I’m trying to get the heck outta dodge before the whole experience becomes too much for me. My daughter is pretty small, so as I’m holding her over the porta potty hole, I’m staring straight down.
Yeah.
Anyway. Having a few wipes would make the clean up process on both ends just a little smoother.
5. Hair dos. I’m serious. I’m on my way to church, I look in the rear view mirror. My son literally looks like he just rolled out of bed. Because he did. But whatever. I grab a wipe, I lay it on my son’s bedhead and slick down the mess. The hair lays flat and has a crisp “I did my hair for church/school/picture day” look.
I now keep them in my car, in my purse, in my husband’s car, in the bike trailer, you name it. That’s why it’s so helpful to have lots of smaller packs instead of just a few big packs.
I tried that, they get in the way.
And since these wipes are going on my kids faces, hands, behinds, hair, and so on, I want to make sure I’m using products that are natural and don’t contain harsh chemicals.
Ever heard of WaterWipes?
They’re chemical free and contain only two ingredients: 99.9% pure Irish water and 0.1% grapefruit seed extract. Nice!
Since they don’t have harsh chemicals that can be found in other wipes, they’re safer and more natural. They’re also durable and effective.
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Hey, $100 would go a long way towards popsicles. Just sayin’.
And the next time someone asks you why you carry around wipes when you don’t have babies, say, “Mud. Popsicles. Bloody noses. Milk mustaches. Porta Potties. Need I go on?”
They may look at you like you’re crazy. Then again, they may look at you like you’re a genius. Because you are.
Speaking of crazy. Want to know more about family? Specifically my family? Not that we’re crazy or anything… 😉 You can read more about how my family started through the miracle of adoption. Or, if you need a reason to buy wipes, make this Truly Scrumptious Ice Cream Cake! And make sure you invite me over. I’ll eat half, you eat half. Then we won’t hate ourselves for eating the whole cake.