Yogurt and fruit roll ups for dinner! Yum.

At least it was real yogurt and not Gogurt or something!

Big Announcement - I think the hungry one is finally out of diapers, even for bedtime! Too bad I still have a box full of pull ups. Maybe I'll put her in one every once in a while to remember what it's like to have kids in diapers to remind me that I don't want (need) another one!

The kids were gung ho about soccer today, even fighting over who was going to get more goals, before we left but then the fast one's frequent daytime urination flared up just in time to get dressed. YES, I'm serious! He couldn't get dressed because every five seconds, YES, I'm serious, he had to pee. EVERY.FIVE.SECONDS! After only a little bit of me flipping out and having a hissy fit over the whole thing I finally got him dressed. P.S. not the best strategy. I've now convinced him to hold it, but he thinks that means to actually hold "it." Now I'm walking around with one of those kids that is grabbing their crotch like I won't allow him to go to the bathroom. Cause he really has to go! I told him to shake it all out, that didn't work! I told him to go one more big time, that didn't work! So he spent the whole game grabbing his crotch and laying on the ground!

Did a bit of research - the best way to combat the stress on the child with frequent daytime urination is to act like it doesn't bother you? WHAT? How am I supposed to be places, I can't show up late because "The fast one had to pee a million times." We'll see how that works out.

Then, the hungry one, who loves soccer and loves participating in anything came out because she was "tired." Then she started crying. They were both fine when snacks came around though.

We then decided to drive around a few neighborhoods looking for a house to rent in a better school district, The fast one does start kindergarten next year. I will obviously get over involved in the school and I want to make sure I'm in a good district. LA Unified, though the second largest school district in the country, is probably not our best option!

Not much luck. But the kids did take a nice nap while we drove around, so no "I GOTTAAAAA POTTTTTTTTTTTTTTY!" and no crying! It was a nice break!

Bryan just asked me, are we having dinner? I said, "duh, they just ate yogurt and fruit roll ups, they don't need dinner!" :)

Isn't technology grand

I totally just found an app for my iPod that let's me post from it! This may result in 18 posts a day. But don't hold me to that!

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Quiet time

So, I'm sitting here watching Cash Cab while the hungry one is doing this:



Time to catch everyone up, well, Shayna posted twice this week and I can't let her one up me! Today was career day at preschool and Bryan went in to talk to the kids about fruits and vegetables. They all loved the apples and grapes, but one girl practically threw up her broccoli! I was trying to hide her as not to start a chain reaction.

This week was a rough one, we started turning off the TV after one show at night only because I went to bed at midnight the other night and the fast one was still sitting up in bed watching a show. I turned it off and next thing I know he's practically hyperventilating. I told him it's okay, he needs to go to sleep. He told me he has horrible dreams when he sleeps in between sobs, so after the 18th time I went in there I told him I'd have to call the doctor and he has to talk to her about him having horrible dreams (good strategy, huh?). He then told me, "that's a great idea." Uh oh! We compromised by letting him have the light on. He was asleep within two minutes.

The fast one - "Hey dad, what's that loving day?" - "Valentines Day?" - The fast one - "Yeah, the one where you make love cards for mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, uncles, aunts, neighbors, sisters, friends, imaginary friends, teachers"

The fast one, still stuck on Michael Jackson - "If you wanna be bad like a nacho man, be like daddy."

The fast one - "I make funny jokes every day." - "Who told you that?" - "Myself"

Bryan - "Kobe is on." - The fast one - "Kobe is not for me."

And the fast one's all time favorite - We were watching the news and the newscaster mispronounced Avatar, he said Evatar. So the fast one thinks it's hilarious to say, all the time, ALL THE TIME - "Evatar, oh I mean Avatar." And you better laugh!

Jumping Right In

Yes, I'm going to try this blogging thing by partnering up. Maybe by having to answer to someone else it will prompt me into following through. I would like to thank Amanda for pressuring us to do this, and assuring us that it would be hilarious! If it's not, blame her!

I should start out by saying I am married to Bryan, live in Southern California, and have two kids, The Fast One - he's 4.5 and The Hungry One - she's 3.5. I know, that was my first mistake - having two so close together - but it makes everything so much funnier.

My bestest little girl (long story - well, not that long, but I'm not going to tell it) is also starting a blog about how funny her kids are, check it out www.kidsoftheporch.blogspot.com.

I'm going to make this post all about the quotes they've given me this week and hopefully I can be diligent enough to keep it up, but I doubt it.

* The Fast One loves Michael Jackson - thank you preschool - so he was singing in the car the other day - "Beat it, Beat it. If you wanna be a Nacho Man, just Beat it!" (I know, I know, it's not Nacho Man, but, I can't correct that, right? I guess it won't be so cool when he's like eight, but it's totally hilarious now.) Then I hear The Hungry One go - "Ohhhhhhh Yeaaaaaaaah." just like the Kool Aid Man! She gets it too.

* I was telling The Fast One why he shouldn't do something - probably the 37th time that day - and he told me, "Don't get mad, get glad." See, TV is good for something.

* I told The Fast One the other day - "Fast One, you are good at puzzles." He said, "Yeah, that's why I'm smart, smarter than anyone can see." Probably.

* Here's the before night time ritual - "Fast One, what do you want to watch?" Fast One - "I wanna watch that strong man show." Bryan, "Okay." Me, "What's that?", The Hungry One, "E-Man." Me - "Oh yes, E-Man." These will be the kids that totally grow up with different names for things and fight to the death when someone tries to tell them that's not correct. This coming from the woman who wants to punch people in the face who say "Fustrated." The word has an R in it!