A trail of nuggets

*I apologize to all in advance for this post. I am throughly frustrated and needed an outlet. Now, onto the post.

I don't know who knows this, but I babysit two kids full time. I watch a 3-year-old boy named Jaxon and his little sister Ashlyn who is about 18 months old. I love Ashlyn. She is such a sweetheart, never a problem. Jaxon on the other hand is a 3-year-old boy.

This afternoon, I was trying to finish up lunch when Elijah screams from the living room, "Mom!! There's poop on the floor!" Now, I don't mind changing diapers, don't mind wiping bums, but I DO mind poop on my living room carpet.

I ran into the living room to see Jaxon walking towards me bow-legged dropping a trail of little poop nuggets on the floor behind him. ARGGG!! All the way to the bathroom, little gifts were deposited on my floor.

When questioned as to why he decided to poop in his pants, his reply was, "It just slipped right out of my bum." Gross!

I am so glad that potty training was never a drawn out endeavor with kids going anywhere but where they were supposed to. I don't think I could manage!

The things we go through for our kids who we love is one thing. May I ask, where is the wisdom in doing these things for children who are not our own?

Free is the best sort of deal

I love a good deal...and free really is the best! This little number was offered to us by our realtor. Someone was moving and needed it gone. I was thrilled. I'm cheap, what can I say? The best part of it all? I put it together...all by myself! Usually, I am what you call a wimp. I get Kaye to do anything that requires heavy lifting and handyman skills, but my Elijah really wanted to play with it and it was a beautiful day....so I did it! I'm extremely proud of myself. I like the feeling of being independent.