Sunday, March 3, 2013

Sh*t I don't want to forget.

1.

I was getting ready to go out with friends so I put on some wedges and mascara.

Henry: "Are you going to CVS?" (because we go there...A LOT)

Me: "Do I look like I am going to CVS?"

George looks up, scans me up and down and says, "She must be going to WALMART."

Sigh.


2.

Henrico comes into my office/bedroom and points to his feet.

"Mommy, can't make the bugs stop buzzing."

Me: "Do you mean that your feet are asleep?"

Henry bends down and whispers to his feet, "wake up little feeties."


3.

All four of us are piled into the car, going on a family shopping to trip to Walmart. When we get there, Henry says, "Can we come in?"

Me: (sarcasm) "noooooooo. You guys have to wait in the car while daddy and I go in. Have fun!"

George: "That's sarcasm, Henry. S.A.R.C.A.S.M."

I am training them well. BuaHAHAHAHAHAHA.


4.

We are having a hard time potty training Henry. He simply isn't ready but we don't let an opportunity pass to point out that things would be a lot easier if he actually took a dump in the potty. That being said, he is still in his crib because, frankly, he can't get out at one in the morning and pull the frog out of it's habitat and put it in my bed.

My Dad came down on Friday to help me. He had put Henry down for a nap but Henry woke up an hour later yelling, "Grandad, I HAVE POO POO."

Grandad: "Henry, if you went poo poo in the potty you wouldn't have to ask for help!"

Henry points to the crib and indignantly says, "Does it LOOK like I can get out??"
(not like that would make him want to potty train)

Grandad: "Point taken, shutting up now."


Weigh In - 03/03/2013

Sorry for not weighing in on Friday. Believe me when I tell you I was way too busy.

236.2

I am not sure what to think but I have been doing everything right so I will stay the course.

Thanks for your support!