Archive for June, 2009

Bloggy Ketchup

June 16th, 2009

…or catch up, if you must.  Ketchup just kind of seemed to have a little more zing.  And I like zing.  And something on this blog should have some zing, since the design is about as far from zingy as a blog design could get.  **Cough cough… hint hint…  Mr Blog Designer, do you even read this anymore?!**

Lots of things going on at the Shoe house right now, but I have so very little bloggy mojo.  (Could it be the design bringing me down?  **cough**)  Lack of mojo demands a list, right?!

1.  Wog’s birthday party was a success.  If you count success as paying $50 to rent a park pavillion, then having to share it with another group who didn’t pay and  took up 4 of the 6 tables.  The city did refund our money, but scolded us for not calling security to have them removed.  Wog and his little friends had a blast though.  Unfortunately, I didn’t get a single picture of the birthday boy that didn’t have his friends in it and editing them has proven me completely Photoshop deficient.

2.  I’m about to dip my toe into the world of cloth diapering.  I’m a little nervous.  It could save us a ton of dough (like a ton), but what if it’s hard?  I don’t do hard very well.

3.  Wog is still doing great with the potty.  The only problem is now he’s figured out that he doesn’t have to actually ring the potty.  It’s just gross.  If you’re looking for a stock tip, buy Clorox now!

4.  I’m currently reading In Defense of Food:  An Eater’s Manifesto by Michael Pollan.  It’s totally changing the way I grocery shop.  The premise is Eat Food.  Not Too Much.  Mostly Plants.  I’m not finished with it (non fiction is such slow-going for me), but I would recommend it.  Unfortunately, it’s making it harder for me to plan menus each week.  A lifetime of consuming preservatives and relying on commercials to tell me what’s healthy, well that is a hard habit to break.

5.  I usually rely on the library for all my fiction reading needs, but it’s also a GREAT place to test out a cookbook.  If there’s a cookbook that I think I want, I check it out and take it home for a test drive.  The most recent one I had to peek at was Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day.   It did not disappoint!  I’ll be purchasing it in the very near future.  And I hope to be sharing stories of all my homemade bread with all of Bloggyland.

I’m reading back over this post and wondering who is this girl who speaketh of cloth diapers, making her own bread and buying fresh vegetables?!

My mom might have me committed.

That might not be a bad idea.

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Scooby Doo Underwear and a Prayer

June 11th, 2009

Four weeks ago, when MDO ended for Summer break, we put Wog in big boy underwear and hoped for the best.  You see, I am a very structured person and lover of rules and guidelines, except when it comes to parenting chores (and, yes, potty training is a chore and if you enjoyed it, I might be inclined to call you strange to your face).  I’ve found that the occasional strong-willedness of my children can reduce me to an pile of inconsistent mush. 

So, enter my “let’s try this and see what happens” method of parenting.  (It’ll be all the rage soon–you’ll see.)  And WOW, were we surprised!  After the first day, there were no accidents of the “tee-tee” variety.  And after four long, excrutiatingly messy, tear-filled days,  he was dropping twosies in the potty like nobody’s business. 

I’m almost embarrassed to tell you that he didn’t even wet at night.  He started off sleeping in a Pull Up, but it was dry every single morning.  So, when he started asking to sleep in his underwear, I let him.  Two nights ago, he woke up at 11:30 at night, found his daddy, and enlisted him to help find the potty in the dark.  I may have teared up with pride.

Before you hate me with my innovative parenting techniques and my genius child for our easy trek to freedom from the grips of Huggies, you should know that  the Shoe house is not without it’s casualties.  My uber cool shower curtain, the only one in existence on the planet that matches the icky green tile in my bathroom, was lost in one of the great Wog/poo clean up of 2009. 

Rest in peace, fair tropical stripes.

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