One of those Post Where I Talk About Poop

“I am gonnna poop!” These were the words she uttered to me while in the bath tub. Now I am use to her saying this. “I am gonna poop or I am gonna peep” have become her favorite words lately, but normal they mean nothing, just words she heard the other kids says.


However, this time she meant it. Right after utter those words, she pooped. I now have to wash and sterilize her bath toys, but I still can’t help grinning because this is a milestone. It’s a sign that she is ready to be potty trained.

Meet her new potty and wish me luck.

Duice

My little one and I battle over her drinking water. She has become a juice addict and would rather that over water any day. I, on the other hand, plan to break that habit. Right now she gets juice once a day, and water throughout the day.

This morning, after breakfast and drinking a cup and half of soy milk, she looks at me and goes “duice”

I walk over to the fridge, pour out water and give her the cup. The little bugger wouldn’t take it. “duice,” she insisted.

So a little part of me decided to experiment, I picked up the bottle of grape juice and pretended to pour it into the cup.

I handed it to her and this time -- she took it. I couldn't believe it. My little one knows the difference between the water bottle and the juice bottle.

Of course the game was up when, she tasted it and discovered it was still water. Can you say temper tantrum?

"Uh Oh"

"Uh oh" who would have thought that would be Angel's first word.

I am driving to work, and I can't even remember what I was doing, but I uttered, "uh oh."

Suddenly there is an echo from the backseat. "uh oh."

I quickly glance around and go, "uh oh."

She grinned back and repeated, "uh oh."

And yes she knows what it means too. At the daycare, they chuckled that whenever she dropped a bottle or toy, she would look at them and utter, "uh oh."

Even when I drop something she utters, "uh oh."

All this and I still can't get a mommy -- lol.

The Final Proposition

At 10:44 p.m. Sunday he sent me the the following text message:

This is my final proposition. We put the war behind us. we move in together. I will be humble. Take care of kids."

I would comment, but I am still laughing.