Thursday August 27, 2009

Worst Part of the Day - Quinn came up and grabbed a paper towel saying "I have to clean up." Uh oh. I looked and saw he had his pull up off. Uh oh. I jump up and run downstairs and find both he and Wes are bare bottomed. There is poop in both pull ups that are thrown on the floor. There is also poop ground in on a spot on the floor. And the Damp Rid I keep on the mantle above the fireplace had been dumped all over the new train table (it wasn't quite water yet - more like a sticky, tapioca texture). I about had a breakdown - um, WHEN DOES PRESCHOOL START?? September 8 seems awfully far away.

Super annoying trip to Trader Joe's - I thought we were going to have to abort mission about three minutes in. But Wes recovered from a screaming fit (he had already picked a box of cereal and opened it and then (upon seeing Quinn's box) wanted a different kind. Sorry, kiddo - pick it and stick it.) He was placated by picking some granola bars and I was able to finish the shopping.

Best Part of the Day - Wes tried to pull the 'not sleeping' thing again - but he was thwarted by my militant sleep tactics (I put a child safe lock on his inside door knob and threatened to close his door and 'lock' him in - he was asleep 20 minutes later.) I then watched Sunday's Mad Men and the first part of No Country For Old Men.

Best Mad Men Line - so this is set in the 60's and one of the main characters is pregnant. She has wine with her meal and then later is smoking a cigarette when she says to her husband "wow - she's really kicking." Huh - wonder why???