part deux point deux

Okay, so today got better. A lot better actually. As I was lying down with Parker tonight trying to get him to sleep I realized that I am not a morning person; in fact, I'm not even an afternoon person - I really start to wake up and feel alive just after dinner. If I could have the kids sleep in till 10 or 11 stay up till 9 or 10 my life would probably be just about perfect. Well, except the sleep deprivation thing - because we all know that my babies do not sleep not matter what time I put them to bed.

I decided to start Parker on the whole toilet training thing recently and in true men of my family fashion he is uninterested in doing anything that would make my life a little easier. So, tonight I put a little pair of Scooby Doo undies on his cutest in the world little bum-bum. That's so sickeningly cute...barf. Anyway, his bum that is so cute I constantly pinch it, ran off to play with Scooby bringing up the rear. Moments later he came running back looking a little worried and a little smug saying "poo". Now, this is the boy who points at everything on the ground be it a slug or a pinecone and proclaims "poo". So, I went to investigate and he toddled after me "poo, poo, poo!" Nothing, but then as turned around I realized Scooby had a large protrusion jutting out right around the point of my sweetness and lights rectum. Nice. Nice potty training start. Luckily, it was a solid one so I easily dumped it in the toilet and saved the underwear (after taunting my gagish 8 year old with it).

I also managed to make a huge dent in the acre of weeds that is my back yard and make a yummy coconut curry muscle and clam thing for dinner. Yum. I think I'm feeling a little manic today.