Kids
Last night Jo and I went grocery shopping.
“Mommy, which area is this?”
“This is the health food area.”
“Oh. So where’s the Oreo area?”
What a precocious little twerp.
I bought a Crenshaw melon, never having tried one before. It’s insanely tender and juicy. The knife slid through it like butter. Rivulets of sweet juice poured out while I cut it and dribbled off the counter onto the floor. Jo scolded me for letting all the juice out. I chopped half of the melon into bite-sized pieces and the kids followed me out of the kitchen like I was the Pied Piper. They each took two bites and split, and are now playing and refuse to come back to eat.
Those of you without children may wish to skip this next part, but I find it important to point out that Jo, who is three-and-a-half, pooped on the potty voluntarily for the very first time ever yesterday. Perhaps she will be potty trained before kindergarten, after all.
Still trying out Kung Log. I like the spell checker. I like being able to save drafts without connecting to the internet. That would come in handy when I’m away from home and without an always-on connection.
July 23rd, 2003 at 6:07 pm
hooray for all pooping on potties. it is gross to deal with potty chair and all it entails and yet what a relief that the end is in sight and someday they will go to the bathroom without you being there or even having to know about it. I congratulate you! It should be a perpetual holiday like your birthday. “Pooped in Toilet Day”.