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The Bathroom Stall-er

Two nights ago, I got Sammy all nice and packaged up in his jammies… both pairs, since it’s a little chilly in his room, and of course a onsie… and we sat down to snuggle in his rocker to read a book before bed. That is, until he interrupted our quiet time with this:

“I poop!”

“You have to poop?” I said, dreading the undressing and redressing and general delay of bedtime that this was about to cause. “I poop!” he happily replied.

So off we went… and sure enough, he was right.

Last night, the exact same thing happened – as soon as he figured out that we were headed for the rocker, and therefore he was headed to bed, he shouted “I poop!”

Again, we undressed. I sat him on the potty and I sat on the floor. We read books. We talked. We waited. An nothing happened. Eventually, I bundled him back up – onesie and jammies and jammies #2, and we headed back to his room.

As soon as we sat down in the rocker again, he started struggling. “Noooooo… I pooooop,” he said, although this time it was with more whining and less excitement.

This time, though, I wasn’t going to go through it again. He had a diaper on, the worst that could happen is that he’d go in it. And, you know, completely regress in his potty training. But late last night, it was a risk I was willing to take. Fortunately, he woke up this morning clean and dry, but this only means one thing.

He has figured out the perfect way to stall the bedtime procedures, the little bugger.

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Love Story – the Sequel

Last spring, Emily and I brought you the story of how we came to be. A story of how the young couple from the hills of Eastern Kentucky who would become our grandparents came to Dayton, Ohio to seek a better life for their two toddlers. A story of the post-war American Dream. A story of how our grandfather, like many “boys” just home from World War II, took a job at the busy, booming Frigidaire plant in Dayton.

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(Frigidaire ad from 1959, during the time our grandfather worked there.)

In that post, I told you how all my appliances are Frigidaire, out of a sentimental homage to our grandfather, whom Emily and I never got to meet. From what everyone says, he was a very quiet man. Kind of serious, and shy. But I am betting, despite that, he would get a kick out of his two goofy granddaughters and their blog. I sure hope so!

Because we kind of owe him even more thanks now.

In September, Frigidaire and Mom Central opened up applications for phase 2 of Frigidaire’s Test Drive Team, a group of bloggers who get to try out Frigidaire appliances and blog about their experiences with them.

So Emily and I applied!

And…WE’RE IN!!! We’re Frigidaire Test Drive Moms!!

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And I am more than a little bit sure that our family history with the company helped us out in our application. So, thanks, Grandpa Laton! Forty years after your death and you are still helping your family out. We are grateful.

So here’s the fun part: Emily (because she is SUCH a good cook! I mean, look at her pumpkin cake, and her crock potting skillz) will be receiving and keeping and reviewing the Frigidaire range & microwave from their professional line as a member of Team Range/Microwave!
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Because I tend to wait to do laundry until everyone in the house is wearing their last pair of underwear, and because my hubby does most of his own laundry we are both super excited to announce that I am on Team Washer/Dryer!
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I will be receiving and keeping and reviewing a washer & dryer from Frigidaire’s gallery line. I am hoping they will magically transform my entire basement into looking like this laundry room:
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Well, maybe it won’t look exactly like that, because mine are going to be blue. But I am pretty sure the rest of the room is going to magically take shape.

Ok, I am getting off topic!

We also want to tell you about Frigidaire’s Make Time for Change site. Frigidaire is working with Jennifer Garner (I always KNEW I had a lot in common with her – we could totally be BFF!) to raise money for Save the Children! You can spin the wheel on the site and have a chance to win a sweeet Affinity Washer & Dryer (like the ones I’ll be receiving! YAY!) – and every day you spin, Save the Children gets $1.
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So go check that out, and stay tuned for more fun appliance-related updates from Emily and me! She should be getting her range & microwave really soon! SO stay tuned for lots more cooking adventures from her. I’m getting the washer & dryer in the spring, but I’ll try to entertain you in non-laundry related ways in the mean time.

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Don’t Unfriend, HIDE!

This evening as I was perusing the interwebz, I ran across this article from Cosmopolitan:

10 Signs You Should Unfriend Someone on Facebook By Ashley Womble

1. She’s a firm believer that you can learn a lot about your health from your bathroom habits — and has the status updates to prove it.

2. You’ve only met him once but he “likes” everything you do on Facebook. Uh, stalk much?

3. You’re pretty sure she doesn’t wear her dress and veil everyday, but the girl can’t stop posting pics from her wedding two years ago.

4. He changed his relationship status to single instead of breaking up with you in person.

5. One word: Farmville.

6. She might not be on The Biggest Loser but for some reason she wants the entire world to know what she had for lunch, how many miles she just ran, and when she is sweating it out at the gym.

7. She has a photo album of your days as a teen beauty pageant queen, a scanner, and a passion for tagging.

8. EVERY WORD HE WRITES IS IN CAPS AND USUALLY FOLLOWED BY TONS OF EXCLAMATION POINTS!!!!!!!

9. “So-and-So added you as a friend on Facebook” is the most you’ve heard from him in 10 years. Now that you’ve accepted the request you still haven’t connected.

10. Offline you call her Mom.

Pretty funny, no? I’m guessing that most of us could find the perfect example of each of these offenses on our own friend list… in fact, some people might fill more than one role.

However, while I don’t disagree that some of these things (and an endless list of other Facebook faux pas) are super annoying, I do disagree with the method through which the author suggests you deal with your “friends.”

Here’s my number one rule on Facebook:
Don’t unfriend. Hide.

Because really? Unfriending is SO RUDE. I recently discovered that a few of my FB “friends” unfriended me, and let me tell you, I was super offended! The fact that I barely knew one person in question or that I hardly ever talk to the other is not the point. The point is that they unfriended me! Unfriending is just not nice, and frankly not at all necessary.

Suppose I were to commit every one of the offenses listed above (which I wouldn’t do, I might add. Except for number 10, that’s entirely possible. But I would never, ever, ever do the first one, and believe me the odds of me doing number six are working in your favor as well) and you were just sick of it. You could unfriend me so you wouldn’t have to be annoyed by me daily (or hourly, or ever 7-12 minutes, depending on your propensity to monitor Facebook. Not that I know anything about that. *ahem*), but in case I haven’t mentioned it, unfriending me would be rude.

You could simply hide me, and everyone would be happy.

You wouldn’t have to hear about my latest Mafia Wars escapades, and I wouldn’t have to know that I annoy the shit out of you.

You see? This is a much better solution. Just hover around the top right corner of my latest status update or whatever it is that you don’t want to see anymore, and click on “hide.” I will be none the wiser.

And that way, I can continue to believe that you’re actually interested in what I do all day, every day.

Thanks for your consideration.

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