My personal rule is that I will read Vox while at work, but not post. Reading can be work-related if I'm reading authors. Posting is not. But today, today is Saturday, a rainy rainy Saturday and there is NO ONE in the children's room and I do not feel well but I am here anyway, so I am breaking my rules.
Isaac will be just fine. The results for the cyst came back and it was benign and I think the vet said something about getting it all so it shouldn't grow back. Yay! He and Haze have been acting completely normal.
I am eating grapes at the desk. I might as well break as many rules at once as I can.
I understand that Vox is in beta or whatever and constantly tweaking but it seems like everytime I log in it's totally different and I have to search for my damn friends page. Or neighborhood page, whatever.
SkyWalker peed on the potty the other night. Can't really say "in" the potty. But he was sitting on it and mostly got his legs and probably me. Totally freaked him out. He cried and cried. I took him off, he flushed and was happy. I put him in the tub and he's crying and crying. Wants to sit back on the potty. So I put his wet heiney on the potty. Cries and cries. Wants to get off. Put him back in the tub. Pees in the tub, but cries while doing it. I think he knew he had more pee, and wanted to do it on the potty, but was scared when he got on the potty and then was upset when he peed in the tub. I don't think he'll ever be potty-trained. I'll be changing his diapers when he's 30.
I finally watched Lost last night. Vader is too "busy" Wednesday night to watch it, so we DVR it and watch it together later. Which is funny because last year Veronica Mars was on at the same time and I had to record Lost and I was looking forward to this year when I wouldn't have to. Oh well. But because I'm watching it later, I'm missing out on all the discussions. Everybody talks about it on Thursday, nobody cares on Saturday.
It is raining. Bad. There is no way I would take my toddler out in this. I bet someone brings a newborn here today.
I am tired. And seriously thinking about playing the lottery. I need to win me some money fast.
1 comment:
Rules are made to be broken, baby! Teeheehee... And, cheer up -- you will not be changing Skywalker's diapers at 30... You will at least be able to train him to use pull-ups, then those fake undies ("goodnights"?), and then adult diapers that he can change on his own! Just kidding... He'll get it someday, and you'll be all, "Whoa! I can't believe I used to have to change his diapers!"
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