You might be a parent if........

Life is funny sometimes and as a parent you like to share it with, well, just about anyone who has ears.  The PR and myself are taking care of my niece and nephew temporarily along with our two ankle biters.  life is finding a system now.  But it is not without its excitement!  Yesterday my nephew Leo went poopie in the potty, like a big boy.  (Now you might be a parent if.... you talk about poop and pee with such excitement it sounds like a superbowl!)  Ok well for some parents it is the Superbowl a right of passage if you will, one that is right out of diapers! YES!  He was so proud, and we were excited too, I am ashamed we took a picture for posterity, or his first date (whichever maybe more embarrassing).  Lilly was a big girl and had her first day back at preschool, she did awesome.  it was the same day they had a travelling children's performance of Princess and The Pea.  It was also picture day so she was excited.
John celebrated the morning by ripping his diaper off and peeing on the floor, what can I say he was excited about starting the day and God Bless my carpet cleaner (It should either retire to someplace warm or be knighted).  Bethany had a great day at school and got herself a big green card for being so good! (whew!!)
We rounded out the early evening with a few cones and playing outside until dinner time.  We played a light touch football, Lilly guarded me and Bethany was quarterback.

Potty Training an Outty

Life bring certain challenges, and I have found in my research in college as well as in life all challenges are cause by what we have below the waist.  That's right folks outties and Innies.  My daughter was fairly easy to potty train.  We tried the butt naked approach, the potty is our friend approach  and the Popsicle in hand.  Combined they worked like a charm and even though the carpet may not like us she was reasonably trained in a few weeks. But my son, wow, my son. I didn't think he was ready at all, he also is not a visible pooper.  He kinda lets it sneak up on us like a bad cheese.  He has never had a poop face, grunt or anything.  He normally lets us know by the toxic aroma that permeates the whole house. But a few days ago he pointed to he diaper and exclaimed "I Pee".  So my stealthiest ninja mom move bounced into action I grabbed him ran to the potty, remove the diaper one handed and place him upon the throne. Within a millisecond he went to work.  I also found in that moment that I should have taken Physics as part of my coursework, because as I look beaming at my son I watched as he pee'd an arch right out of the toilet bowl and on the floor nearly hitting my socked foot.
Not to discourage his joy and smiling face I cheered him on gladly!  I then promptly walked to my shopping list and wrote buy a big boy potty with pee shield STAT.

Life as a "One hand-er" brings many joys and many sorrows.  I never could have imaged where life was going to take me and what adventures I would have the moment that second line appeared on that darned "pee stick".  Now my oldest is six and youngest turned one a few months ago.  As a dare I started this blog to memorialize all the crazy things the family and I get into.  I must admit I am scared sh*t-less that no one will either get my humor or find this a complete piece of crap, but after a little encouragement here it goes, enjoy!