This is what's happening. I am home with a sick
Sarah, just a fever, since yesterday. I am also home with a very frisky little
Eva.
Tony, Em, and
Wyatt are at a birthday party and I don't expect them home for several hours. Although I have not watched more than five minutes of any football game in the regular season, I do want to watch the game, or at least have the TV on while it's happening. So am I all set to watch on the
big TV, no, I am relegated to my kitchen where my 7 inch Audiovox under-the-counter baby is rockin' steady.
Sarah, who is sick, is watching a Superman cartoon DVD and
Eva is bopping around singing Jingle Bells and collecting things to put into a metal bucket. No I'm no fan, but to not have the TV turned on during the Superbowl would be like a crime or something. Why am I sharing all of this? No reason. I have no point, I just felt like posting today.
Not to gloat or anything, but to be married to a man that does not watch sports on TV makes me
feel like the luckiest wife on planet Earth. Imagine that, [he also likes to shop, I know, I hit the husband jackpot].
We had lunch at a restaurant today that we have never taken the kids to, and they actually behaved. It was not unpleasant, it was just sort of pleasant. Trust me, that never happens. We sat outside and it wasn't freezing, it was lovely and even a little bit sunny. Is this the beginning of a new phase in our family's history?
I freaking hope so. I think it's time. Yes, I know, way too much to ask, slap me and remind me that I still have a two year old!
Speaking of that littlest child of mine, I am making good on my personal challenge to buy fewer diapers. Today marks day 4 of no diapers all day. Nighttime is one diaper. She's been going to the toilet for four days, with two accidents on the first two days [one in an appropriate place and the other not]. This might not sound so super to some, but for me it's so so big. I have been buying diapers for 9 1/2 years straight, without any breaks. I have been changing diapers for 9 1/2 years, without any breaks. I am ready to be free of this diaper thing. I have guilt. I know I have added more than my share of garbage to the landfills and that gives me a sick feeling. I have tried to compensate over the years by becoming a very conscientious recycler, almost compulsively down to even scraps of paper, but I never overcame my addiction to disposable diapers. If I could do it again...alas, I think I will just forgive myself and be real sweet to the environment for the rest of my life to pay back that debt. I now need to get back to the enormous positive here,
YAY for Eva! Let's all go potty!
January was mostly uneventful, rainy, cold and not too much else. I am very thankful for all of us staying mostly healthy through it. February, bring us a little more sunshine please along with all that good LOVE. Thank you.
Now back to the big game! Who's playing again? Go team!
Halftime update:OK, I'm a bit remorseful here, sorry for all the bragging, I love men who love to watch football on TV (hello brothers and dear Dad and all other men on Earth). It's just that Tony is so cool that way. And, although I have not been able to sit and watch the game, it is still ON the TV and Tom Petty rocked halftime! I saw him perform twice in the 90's, just thought you needed to know that about me! I guess the potty bragging did nothing for me either, we've had two accidents since I posted this afternoon and the potty princess is in the tub. Gotta run!End of the game update: Wow that ending was exciting! Maybe next season we will watch more football on TV, or not.