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.

mrNiceGuy/Mother's Day

...that is his new id on popular site. I about cracked up when I saw that. Look out girls, MrNiceGuy is single and looking, and I think that is how I will refer to him from now on.

So I am lying here, while she sleeps enjoying a quiet mother's day. It's not the one we had planned. I am suppose to be in Miami, getting spoiled for my first ever mother's day, but a little something called an upper respiartory infection side tracked me.

Overall, I am grateful. My little one is healthy, happy and doing well, and for the first time in days, I can breath and don't have a 101 tempature. It's all about the little things.

"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.