Nov 2005
06

Happy poop day!

Bryan played Mr. Expert Plumber today and replaced our old, failing toilet. I can’t express the joy of, when flushing the toilet, our excrement actually going down the shoot on the 1st try.

Meanwhile, Declan and I went out in search of big boy beds today. We may have found what he need, but in turn that means I need to find a headboard and new bedding to coordinate it all. I foresee an afternoon of internet browsing while he sleeps.

I am bittersweet about the big boy bed thing. I mean, I do think it is time, he is finally ready. But it is also a signal that my baby is growing up. Not to mention the lack of control I will have when he gets himself out of his bed all on his own. As I have mentioned, I realize I have issues with control and certainly my son should be allowed to get up and take himself to the bathroom when the need arises… I just need to remind myself of that about 5,000 times.

Speaking of, just this minute he shat himself during nap and was very upset about it.

Where and when can I order that big boy bed???

Nov 2005
06

The man who both Bryan and I have a crush on.

If you don’t recognize him, it’s Henry Rollins. Formerly of the punk band Black Flag, currently dabbles in just about everything media related. Saw him do 3 hours of spoken word in Boulder last night and per usual, he was fucking awesome. Hilariously funny, but also magnificent at seeing through the bullshit of the world. For example, he has now done 6 USO tours for the troops – some of which to the most dangerous places in the world – yet hates Bush. Proving that you can love your country, support the troops, but still loudly question your leaders.

Oh, and my new phrase that I plan to use all the time, that I picked up from Henry last night? “I was so mad, I wanted to eat my hair.” Love it.

Nov 2005
04

Press 1 to kill your husband.

A: ((dials Bryan’s extension… ringg ringg))

B: ((answers phone)) Hello, thank you for calling Bryan. If you would like speak to Bryan, press 1.

A: ((1))

B: I’m sorry, all Bryan’s are busy right now. If you would like to talk to a horse, press 2.

A: ((2))

B: Now, if you would like to speak to a horse in Spanish, press uno. Or, if you would like to speak to a German horse, press zwei.

A: ((2))

B: I am sorry, the German horse has been put out to pasture.

A: ((presses buttons all over the phone and holds them for annoyingly long periods of time))

B: I am sorry, I did not understand your selection. Please try again.

A: ((forgets what she called about and hangs up))

Nov 2005
04

Puppy Removal Procedure

Well, we started telling Declan that the dentist wants him to stop chewing his puppies because it is hurting his teeth. He was unthrilled. But he was definitely trying. He will bring the ear up to his mouth, then you see the gears turning in his head and he pulls the ear away from his mouth (sometimes).

This morning we were talking about it and I told him he could pick out a new toy if he were willing to give his puppies to other kids who need them. He perked up upon hearing that and spent the morning assembling pupppies on to the coffee table. I think he got about 1/2 of them there before we left for school and said several times that he was “sorting them to give to the other kids.”

So, we may have some major progress tonight. We’ll see.

Also, he went to school with his Moomin to snuggle with instead of a puppy – his idea! (My business partner brought him a stuffed Moomin from Finland – note the tiny ears).

Wish us luck!