This is my life….
Deciding on a whim to start my own preserving business, in July when, I swear NO ONE is actually at work. (This complicates me completing such things as an FDA regulation class or buying wholesale produce)
At the same time that my 2 year old daughter decides that it is not longer desirable to run around with poop in her diaper, so she has been removing all diapers and coming to me with them full of stuff……which has thrown us head long into potty training. Not that this is a bad thing, I mean is there ever a time when it is a super easy thing to do? And was there ever a more clear sign that a child was ready?? Besides from the quantity of candy she is now consuming for correctly (and on command??) peeing on the potty, we are moving along quite well. (literally she has now peed on the potty 5 times in the last hour…)
There hasn’t been poop on the carpet in three days, and luckily we were outside when number two happened yesterday. Not ideal, but she explained that Charlie the dog poops in the yard……so……
And yesterday my four year old comes down stairs at lunch time with his sharks from the bath tub. The great white, the tiger, the hammer head. He has to play with them. Never mind the 50 cars that are currently out on our back deck. I shoo them out to eat their PB & J sammies, which the two year old doesn’t really eat ( BC she has eaten too much candy already.) I try to get another chapter of the processing book knocked back, only to find ten minutes later that the great white and the hammer head have tried in vain to consume what is left of the little girls PB & J. Whether their inability to finish their meal was do to the fact that sharks don’t eat sandwiches, or that their mouths are just small indentations in their overall body, and don’t connect to their internal organs I can only speculate.
Either way, there has been some messes at my house lately. (by the way, the sharks did not keep there lunch on the plate……as seen here.)