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Let the words of Christ dwell in you richly...Colossians 3:16

Friday, January 23, 2009

Ages & Stages

Ahhhh...the potty training stage. Yep. We're there. I have to say, I am overly impressed with how Mason has taken to the whole pottyin' in the toilet idea. Notice I said IDEA. He understands that when it's time to go, the goal is to go in the toilet. It's just that our aim isn't that great yet. And judging from what I hear from other moms who have been through this stage, it takes awhile before that gets a whole lot better. He has peed on the wall, in the trashcan, on the floor, down the side of the toilet, on the lid of the toilet and no telling where else. Bless his little heart. And bless my little heart for having to clean it! And all this while he's standing in front of it genuinely trying to aim at the little hole INSIDE the toilet! I just need to buy stock in Clorox wipes. And that wouldn't be a bad idea for the rest of you either.

So he's got the potty in the toilet thing down, but as of yesterday had yet to perform #2 on the toilet (except for the one exception at Traca's house which I am starting to believe was an accident!). So....while Mason was visiting Mimi this past week I ventured off to WallyMart to purchase a brand spankin new seventeen dollar potty chair. And guess what? It worked! I gave him the pep talk yesterday morning and he did it! He poopied in the potty chair. I was pumped. Obviously, I must have been if I am blogging about it. Mason is going to KILL me when he is a teenager. ;-) Anyhoo..we dumped his duty in the toilet, and I left the room while he was going to flush it. I neglected to realize he decided to throw some (and when I say some, I mean a roll) of toilet paper in there with it. Uh-huh. The result: $70 dollars worth of plumbing repair this afternoon. Gotta love it. I could have put that money toward a new pair of jeans I've been lusting over at the Fancy Pheasant! Darn it. Stinkin (literally) plumbing system.

So, not to be completely disgusting, I took a little picture of our clogged toilet. I finally got a memory card reader that is compatible with the SD card in my ancient camera that takes fuzzy pictures. I just like to have pictures of proof of my stories so someday I can look back and laugh. Not today. But soon.

Friday, January 9, 2009


I was just about to sit down and tell you about our morning when I read this.
Thanks for the new fresh perspective this morning, Trisha!

In case you were wondering is 10:00 am and so far Mason has had to change his shirt 3 times, pooped his pants (we're potty training) and had to take a bath. 10:00 am. We've only been awake for 3 hours! What is it with boys??? Oh, the joys...

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A Breakthrough

Oh my gosh, guess what? Guess what I found in my hall closet yesterday while we were baking cookies? AN OLD DIGITAL CAMERA! Oh yeah baby. I'm back. It is an old, old, old, old, old, Kodak EasyShare. I'm talkin' the kind where you snap the picture and then it takes it like 2 whole seconds later. It is SWEET. Probably the first one they came out with. I know it was our very first digital camera and we were oh so proud of it. Anyway, I popped in some fresh new batteries and holy cow - IT WORKED! But wait a minute...where is the know, that cord that attaches to the camera and the computer so you can download pictures? Awwww man!!! I need the cord! Where could it be? As organized as I am (usually) I cannot for the life of me locate the cord. I take pictures on the camera of the kids being hilarious while we make cookies, but I can't share them with you because I have NO CORD. Wait a minute. Jeff will know what to do. I'll call him. apparently there is this thing at Walmart called a memory card reader that you stick the memory card from your camera into, hook it up to your computer, then you can get all your photos! Awesome! That will work. But that means I have to make another trip to Walmart. I was just there today. I have a very strick rule about not visiting that store more than once a day. Just a personal thing. Hmmm...I guess I'll have to wait then. Pictures of Cookie Making Day to come...

Held Hostage

If you could have been at our house yesterday afternoon, you would have wondered how in the world I am capable of caring for and sustaining the lives of two little human beings. Seriously...I hate to admit it, but it was my first time EVER - at least that my memory serves me of it won't believe it...homemade sugar cookies! Yep. That's right. I know. It's not possible you are saying. But it's true. I know my many domestic friends (you know who you are) are all abhorred by this confession, but wow,...I somehow feel a huge relief just for saying it. Thanks.

Anyway, as I was saying, the kids and I were stuck inside the house yesterday for most of the day due to the frigid temps and freezing rain we enjoyed all day long. (That's me having a positive attitude). We ran a few of our errands early in the morning so we could get it over with, not realizing that meant we would be in the house the ENTIRE rest of the day. I'm cool. I can handle this. I started to feel guilty about letting Reese watch yet Care Bear movie, so I started thinking, "What would I be doing right now with my kids to keep them occupied on a not so beautiful day like today if I was a really cool mom"? So...I drug out June Shepherd's sugar cookie recipe (sorry Colette - yours has to chill overnight and I wanted cookies in an hour) and slapped the kids up on the kitchen counter and told them it was TIME TO HAVE FUN! They looked at me like I was nuts. We got all the ingredients out, started throwing them all together, (meanwhile Mason found out that pure Crisco - as appealing as it looks, does not taste so good) and started mixing. After all our hard labor and teaching Reese to use a mixer all by herself (I feel like mom of the year!), we were finished with the cookie part and onto the next step of making the frosting. I didn't have a frosting recipe, so I was going to go into the other room to look for one online. As I surveyed the situation I was about to leave the kids in, I realize that
1) They are both up on the countertop TOGETHER which can't be a good thing
2) Reese has her little turtle on the countertop with them in a baby bassinet (yeah, I know...real sanitary. Don't eat any of our cookies. That's your warning.)
3) There is flour, sugar, crisco, and a breakable bottle of vanilla all within their reach
4) There is an entire batch of sugar cookie dough they would be more than happy to devour should I turn my head for one teeny second.

As I was reluctantly walking away, knowing all these things mentioned above, I said, "I'll be right back - don't do anything stupid!" Reese gasps and says "Mommy! We don't SAY that word!" And without skipping a beat, Mason yells, "STUPID!" Nice, Jodi. Real nice. You spend countless hours teaching your kids the "naughty word list" and then you drop the bomb. C'mon now.

So, I come back with my handy dandy new recipe for butter frosting, and go to roll out my dough. What the heck? Why is it so sticky? It's sticking to everything! My countertop, rolling pin, fingers. Should I have chilled it like Colette's recipe? But it didn't SAY that in June's recipe in the Gamma Phi cookbook. And I KNOW June would not let me down like that...or would she? June Shepherd probably thinks EVERYONE - especially any domesticated young lady such as myself would know that you have to chill the dough first, so why would she need to include that in her recipe? Ahhh...gotcha. So everyone knows that, huh? I go back online and google "how to roll out sugar cookie dough". Pretty much everything I find says to chill overnight. Dang it! I want a cookie and I want it now! is one that says chill 4 hours...I can handle that. So we chill the dough, eat dinner, make the cookies, frost the cookies, and all is well. And you know what? They were pretty darn amazing! And we even had fun...