Peanut and the Potty

Ohman, potty training is a real bi... um, pain. Honestly, I think it would be easier to teach her how to change her own diapers.

Lately, she's gotten into the habit of taking off her pull-up and running around naked. After a few laps around the house chasing a little half-naked peanut, I can get her dressed again. The pull-up may be on backwards, or sideways, or two legs in one hole, but it's on.

I'm not always this lucky when she gets up during the night and pulls this trick in her room.

This morning I woke up to "Mommy I poopoo ina floor. Mommy I poopoo ina floor. Mommy I poopoo ina floor. Mommy I poopoo ina floor."

omg.

Anyone that thinks this job is easier than theirs can just say that to my face right now and see what happens.

:P

Hmm...

I'm prrrretty sure I'm violating some child work laws here...

*Dusts off cobwebs*

Man, it's dusty in this blog. It's been forever since I've posted anything and I'm starting to go through writing withdrawal.

Actually, it's more like time-to-myself withdrawal. Peanut is going through a repeating phase and Lord have mercy on my sanity. It's hanging on by a thread. Hanging on by a thread. Hey mommy it's hanging on by a thread.

Anyho, have you read the post by Mireille Guiliano at wowOwow.com about how French women are slim without needing any sort of structured workout?

Of course you haven't.

But I have, only because I have had a renewed initiative to hit the gym as much as possible and foregoing the at-home workouts. After reading how French stay in skinny-jeans by contracting their abs for a few seconds and walking from the furthest parking spot to get their carbified pastries, I want to puke.

You just wait Frenchies, you just wait till' processed, chemicalized and preserved food become your main food source. You'll be driving those motorized scooters from that parking spot to get your diet pills just like Americans and then we'll see how silly the gym is!

Feeling Better is Better...

I grew this! Take a good look cause it'll prolly be gone soon!

Wanna fingerpaint?

Lookmommylookmommyhaymommyhaymommyhaymommylookmommymommymommy

mommymommylookhaylookmommyhayhayhaymommylookmommylook!

Where did I put that migraine medication ?

Okay so once you get over the nasty hands (ew), finger painting isn't so bad. Like my pumpkin?

Boomer fearlessly heads for the horse dog. Don't worry, horse dog doesn't ever take him very seriously.

50th Post

To celebrate, let's take a dumdum out of Peanut's hair.

Funky Monkey Flu

I'm feelin pretty bad as you can see from my twitter widget. I believe I have a combination of all flues and maybe SARS. My symptoms are as follows:

-Slightly delirious
-Sore throat
-Inability to do the dishes, laundry, cook, be human...
-Often staring into space while appearing to actually watch Thomas the over-emotional and slightly down-syndrome Train.

My ear hole even hurts. Who knew an ear hole could hurt? EAR HOLE!

I think I now qualify for medical marijuana use.

Stranger Slapped Crying Child, Police Say

Bitter beer face man smacks a two year old because her mom won't "shut her up" while in Walmart.

What happens to some people that make them so horribly grouchy?!

I bet, if he had to babysit a two year old full-time for at least a week he wouldn't be smackin any kid in the face. In fact, he would have a new appreciation for all his free time AND not having to change anyone's diapers except his own. Dude, mom has a hard job. You cannot do it any better without getting arrested. DEAL WITH IT.