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Boo. The Vikings lost last night. Randy Moss was totally off his game. Daunte Culpepper was sacked four times. How do you knock over such a huge man? It made me very sad. I�m not going to dwell on that. I have much cooler things to talk about. (Okay, this is probably only cool to me, but it�s like number one in my world right now because I am a boring mom. Shut up.) I bought Lukas a potty chair last night and showed it to him this morning. He sat on it, fully clothed, and looked quite pleased. (Which infuriated his brother, so looks like I�ll be hitting Tarzhay again for another for Nickolas.) I left them downstairs so I could run upstairs and get their shoes, and when I got back down mere minutes later Luke�s pants and undies were around his ankles. My first thought, of course, was oh crap. He got this big smile on his face and told me that he peed, and I looked in the potty and MY GOD HE PEED. IN THE POTTY. BY HIMSELF. This is huge! I have dreams of throwing diaper coupons out the window and laughing with glee. (Premature, I know, but I�m excited.) So he�s been wearing big boy underpants for three days now, and he�s only had two accidents. Thanks to everybody who left me tips on potty �learning,� as they call it now. Apparently training is for puppies. I don�t see the difference. So, if you�re looking for me in the next couple of months, I�ll be in the bathroom. Or the laundry room. *Sigh* I am wearing a low cut shirt today and my boobs are coming very close to falling out of it. I�m pretty racktacular today. I�m just sayin�. I don�t really have much to say other than that�my car is getting fixed as we speak (or whatever) so I won�t have to worry about the wheels falling off while I�m driving, which is a bonus in my book. Everyone is crabby at work today except me for once. We might go camping this weekend with Nick�s dad and his new wife, but I�m not sure. That sums up my brain at this moment. This is what happens when you tell Nickolas not to open the gas door on Pappy�s truck.
This is a really funny picture of me and Nick�s dad�s new wife. You�d think we hate each other, but really we�re just sick of Nick and the damn camera. Put it away!
She�s the one on the left. Obviously. I�m the one who looks very, very tired. I was. This is how my boys play:
They knock each other over a lot. I�m going to go do some work now. (What? eBay is work!) Kids are: "Here Without You" Three Doors Down? It all sounds the same. Last person who pissed me off: Boss's daughter. Quit whining. Your life is perfect. Heard in my house: For a money tree! Miss Anything? pics - 2007-06-05
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