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Poop, Thy Name is Glorious!

Every day my silly son does something to make me crack up. Usually I try to make a mental note to share these anecdotes with my husband when he gets home from work. Every Sunday night I attend a Bible Study, and when I get home Bobby invariably has an anecdote or two about our hooligans of his own to share with me. This past Sunday, the subject was, unsurprisingly, Joshua and his poop.

Joshua had to take a poop, and as usual, he wanted an audience, so Bobby stayed in the restroom with him, and the product of Joshua’s bowels prompted the following conversation:

Joshua’s poops: Plop, Plop!

Joshua: Did you hear that?

Bobby: I sure did. Are you all done?

Joshua: Yeah. (He gets off the potty.) Daddy, I want to show you how glorious my poops are!

Bobby: WHAT??

Joshua: My poops! Look how glorious they are!

Bobby: WHAT???

Bobby then tries to get Joshua to tell him where he learned the word glorious. (We don’t exactly use it in every day conversation!) But he couldn’t get a straight answer. After Bobby recounted the tale of the Glorious Poops, I also tried to get Joshua to tell me where he’d learned such a grandiose adjective. Here’s what I got:

Me: Joshua, where did you learn the word glorious?

Joshua: My poops!

Me: Daddy told me your poops were glorious, but where did you hear that word?

Joshua: MY POOPS!

Me: Joshua WHERE DID YOU LEARN THE WORD GLORIOUS???

Joshua: I don’t KNOW!

That’s all I got. So we still don’t know…but according to Bobby, it was an accurate description of the poops in question! So maybe it just popped into his little noggin spontaneously. He pooped for me the next day and it must’ve been ho-hum cause it didn’t even get a “Look Mommy!” Ah well, a Poop by any other name just doesn’t smell as sweet.

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WFMW: Buddy System Grocery Shopping

I just returned from a fabulous, bargain-filled, coupon-high-inducing grocery trip! And you know what made it even better? My BFF Luanne was with me doing her grocery shopping too! This was the second time we’ve done this and we have decided we need to do it as often as possible. It is sooo fun to take a buddy shopping with you! We got in much-needed girl time, shared our coupons, and made gagging noises at the young couple that was practically making out in every aisle we wanted to be in. Shopping with a girlfriend is truly the way to go! So get your best pal and your coupons together and get that shopping trip out of the way. After all, you need someone to giggle like an idiot with you when you get when you get 12 free boxes of cereal!! Otherwise people might look at you funny!

Grocery shopping with a friend works for me! For more great Works For Me Wednesday tips, check out Rocks in My Dryer.

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Amended note to self.

Make that two Tylenol PM.

One for me, and one for Kate.

Kate has been a little coughy/sniffly the last couple days… not really sick, but not quite up to par, either. This has been impacting her sleep, though, which we all know means it has been impacting my sleep as well! We were up again a good portion of the night last night, and I never could get into a good sleep after that, despite my attempts at drugging myself.

I am so tired.

Last night I didn’t get anything done, let alone the vacuuming and window washing that I had planned. Kate didn’t even get a bath, and (someone nominate me for Mother of the Year here) she kept insisting that she wasn’t hungry for dinner until about 8:00 when she finally relented. I was too tired to argue, so she had cooked carrots and ice cream. How’s that for a balanced diet? I threw in a Dora vitamin and hoped for the best.

So now, here I sit at work, where I have a million and one things to do, too tired to do much of anything (except blog). And did I mention that I have a meeting with the Big Boss today to discuss the position that has finally come open after years of waiting? Um, yeah. I’m nearly too tired to care. Hey, at least I’m not super stressed about it, right? A happy medium would probably be appropriate. Good thing you all gave me permission yesteday to have some coffee… that is going to be 100% necessary today.

And, by the way, I hear you all snickering…. “she thinks she’s tired now! Just wait until that baby is born.” Believe me, I am having the same thoughts. Now I remember why I used to stop and nap at the BP on my way to work after Kate was born. Desperate times….

But don’t worry. I’ve put in my order this time – this baby’s going to be a sleeper. We’ve already had lots of in-utero talks about the subject.

That will work, right??

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