 Say I'm the Only Bee in your Bonnet | 01 May 2002 Pull-ups are bad. They are very very bad. I've been using them to potty train Lauren for a while now. Fat lot of good is does me. Appearantly, her poopooing in the toilet was a fluke and now she thinks the potty is just a cool place to sit every now and then. Anyway, I've been trying to potty train her using the Pull-ups, thinking for sure she'd have it down pat within a few weeks. Um, no. Now, whenever she pees in her pullups, she just takes them off and puts on a new one. While it's nice that I don't have to change her any more, it's not reinforcing the "Go in the potty" concept that I'm trying to instill. Plus, it seems kind of Jerry Springer to me to have kids changing their own diapers. I hope she learns to go in the toilet before she's twenty-five. I have three canker sores. Three! They've been hurting like a bitch all day today, so I put some Orajel on them, and now my entire mouth is numb. If I was talking, I would sound like "Humphumma awhie fruffra oahama." I looked up the causes of canker sores and there were several: vitamin deficeincy; too much salty or spicey food; too much sugar; allergies. Any of them could apply to me. I've been getting them a lot lately, so I wonder if I'm allergic to something. I had a weird craving for Ramen Noodles today. How weird is that? Who has cravings for Ramen Noodles? Nobody even likes Ramen Noodles! They're something you eat only if you have less than five dollars to your name and can't afford anything better (I lived on them in my college days). So I went down to the grocery store and got me some. Six packs for a dollar--can't beat that with a stick! That's my lunch for the next week. My weird craving could be explained by a Vitamin B deficiency, which could also explain my canker sores. Hmmm.... My kids are loony. Lauren likes to torment her brother by running around him in circles while giggling hysterically as if to say, "Ha ha! I can run and you can't! Nyyyyaaaa!" AJ likes to crawl into the kitchen, knowing full well that it's off limits. When he sees me coming in to get him, he laughs and crawls away, as if somehow he is actually going to escape me. Ray is at his class tonight and I am lonely! WAAAHHHH! I tried to call my mom, but she actually has a life and isn't home. How sad is that? My mother has a more exciting life than I do. It's pathetic. I could call Brenda. I might do that. She has no life either, and she always has some amusing stories about how she got into a yelling match with one of the other soccer moms. LOL You have to love Brenda! I have so many great stories about Brenda. I might have to do a whole entry dedicated to my crazy older sister. She's great! I must make a phone call. Bye. calvin & hobbs |