This kid cracks me up

We've been all about Blue's Clues in our house lately. We've even taken to pretending to look for clues around the house. Except Logan can't pronounce it correctly, so we've been looking for Jew's Clues. Lots of laughs, but I'm ready to be past the constant questioning. I think that all international spies should be mothers of toddlers, because if they got caught they'd be able to to withstand the interrogation.

I finished the Hunger Games trilogy and was kind of disappointed with the ending. I think for a YA novel I was expecting a happier ending. There were only 10 pages left in the book and the main character was still crazy. But she wrote true to life and how war might really effect someone.  The book read a lot like Lois Lowery's The Giver (also a personal favorite).  Still the ending was a real Debbie Downer.

I made roasted potatoes and sausage for dinner tonight and only set the fire alarm off once. You're welcome Husband.

The Why stage

L- "Mama! Look who I found."

K-"Whoa! It's Batman! He's so cool."

L- "What's Batman do?"

K-"Well, Batman helps save Gotham City."

L- "Oh. Why?"

K-"Because there are bad people there and he wants the city to be safe."

L- "Oh. What are bad people?"

K-"They are people who do naughty things that are against the law, like stealing."

L- "Oh. And what stealing?"

K-"When someone takes things that do not belong to them."

L- "Oh, And why?"

K-"Because they really want it. but it's naughty to steal."

L- "Oh. So Batman help steal?"

K-"What? No, he stops them from stealing. He's like a police officer, but in a mask."

L- "Oh, in case of 'mergency. If I get lost it's a 'mergency" (something we worked on before going to Seattle.)

K-"Yes, if you get lost it is an emergency, good memory."

L- "I get lost, I call Batman?"

K-"What? No, You find an adult and tell them you need help."

L- "Not Batman?"

K-"No."

L- "Why?"

K-"Uh...Hey look at this piece of tape!"

Successful distraction. Batman forgotten. Thank you Scotch tape.

Finally!

6 months of effort has finally come to fruition. My son is out of diapers and into bog boy underwear.  Oh Lord, I think that was the longest, most dedicated 6 months of my life. The things I learned:
1.  Should have taken out stock in M&M's and Thomas the Train stickers.
2. Potty training is the time when kids learn to bargain ("If I poop on the potty I get a WHOLE CANDY BAR!")
3. Pull ups are not just bigger diapers, sometimes they can be the key. They are not evil!
4. Your mom is right, one day they will just wake up and "get it". Stop stressing out!
5. Now that he is potty trained, he wants to see the inside of every bathroom in town.

I promised I wouldn't announce this to the world and to any passing stranger because I was like "Why would anyone else care that my kid can take a duce in the crapper?" But now that it's happened, I just want to sing it to the world. I can't even relay how much weight has been lifted of my shoulders. I mean, sure when they are babies you don't mind changing their diapers, but there is a definitive line where it goes from being a necessary chore, to just gross and you don't want to do it anymore. I had reached that point.  In fact, for a few weeks in there I had visions of changing my 8 year olds diaper.

And so I breathe a sigh of relief as billions of other parents have done before me.

coffeeeeeeeee

You know you a completely exhausted when you get into the shower and you still have your socks on.

Whoa....

I was at the gym tonight, trying my hardest to fight the battle of the bulge. While peddling away on the recumbent bike for 40 minutes it was all I could do to keep from staring at the front desk clerk who was eating.a.bag.of.potato.chips.

I know there is no law saying that gym employees can't enjoy a bag of crisps and I'm sure that she wasn't even thinking about her actions.. but deep down, it felt kind of rude. In a taunting kind of way.  I wrapped up my cardio and I kept asking myself why it was bothering me that she was eating chips??  Who really cares? She was  enjoying them. I fully support doing what makes you happy. And then it hit me.

I wanted potato chips.

The front desk clerk had totally Inception-ed me.