Lately Honor has taken to tagging the word “Butt” onto the end of every sentence. Like, “I love you mommy, Butt!” “I don’t want to sit on the potty, Butt!” At first I figured, at least he’s not saying “ass” or something worse, but it’s gotten a little excessive and over the weekend Jim banned the use of the “B” word.

See the problem is, these children, they learned the word from their parents. And it seems their parents use the “B” word a lot. So now through the house you’ll hear, “Buh…ottom” or “Buh..ooty” or “Buh…hiney.” Telling your husband to “stop being a bottom” isn’t really all that effective.

We also reside with the “B” word patrol.

“Mom, Honor said the “B” word!”
“Honor, did you say the “B” word?”
“Yes, mommy tootie, Butt!”
“Mom, Honor said the “B” word again.”
“I know. Honor, don’t say the “B” word.”
“Ok, mommy, Butt!”

Last week Jim and I met with our insurance lady to talk about adding more life insurance to our policy. If we go with the changes, it’ll be about $70 more a month. A few days after the meeting, Jim came to me with a plan. “We should take that $70 a month and buy powerball tickets!!!” He went on to explain, “With life insurance we have to wait for the other one to die, but with the lottery, we can be rich and be alive to enjoy it.”

Sounds like a plan to me.

I finished this scarf over the weekend. It was really an easy knit, but remained interesting because of the short rows. I’m in love with the yarn. It’s pretty similar to silk in look and feel and I have to say, I’m becoming more and more in love with silk.

(Notice my new mothers day shoes? They’re a little blurry, but they’re fabulous!)

Pattern: Loop d Loop
Yarn: Chasing Rainbows Dyeworks Tencel and Merino – picked up at Stitches West
Needles: #11 Addi Turbos
Finished: May 14, 2006

The new toy.

Features that I think are cool:
It charges the ipod(s) when it’s turned on.
Cross fade feature between ipods (which allows me to switch from Jim’s music to my own far superior music.)
It was $62.54 (brand new) on clearance at my favorite place. Regular price $249.99.

“You’re a good girl Eden.”
“You love me even if I’m naughty huh?”
“Yep!”
“Just like God, he loves me even if I’m naughty too.”
“That’s right.”

So yesterday was the big boy underwear wearing day. Suffice to say that we went through all 6 pairs, I washed them and then we went through some of them again. The culmination of the underwear wearing came at dinner time. I was in the kitchen cooking dinner and talking to my sister on the phone, I thought the kids were playing in their room. Suddenly, Eden came in and told me, “MOM, there’s poop everywhere!”

It WAS everywhere. The floor, the walls, his hair, all over him, some toys, some clothes and somehow there were BBQ tongs involved. Don’t ask. And yes, Honor is still alive.

All I have to say is that even though he JUST sat on the potty, he had a little accident and tried to clean it up himself. But I am resolute, if he can try to change his own diaper, he can be potty trained. Today the underwear wearing continues and this kid will be potty trained.

(How many days will it take for me to eat my words?)

Sunday night we stopped off at our favorite spot to pick up a few things. Is it sad that both my kids recognize Target just from the parking lot? As we walked in, Honor reminded me that I had promised him some big boy underwear. He reminded me all the way through the store until we picked them out.

Today will be the first day that we really try to go without a diaper. I think that we’re armed with enough pairs of underwear to at least make it through the day. So I guess that really it means, more laundry for me. Laundry that I must go do now, because everyone is rapidly running out of clean underwear.

According to calorie-count.com, knitting burns 125 calories per hour.

My other friend Sarah tagged me for this Meme.

I AM – not what some people want me to be.
I want – more yarn and these shoes.
I wish – for my house to always be clean.
I hate – laundry and migraines and judgement.
I miss – Joelene.
I hear – yapping kids and birds chirping.
I wonder – when our tax return will come?
I regret – not going to art school.
I am not – sorry for who I am.
I dance – rarely.
I sing – fairly well and less than I’d like.
I cry – about the people who are without, the people who are ignored.
I am not always – fat.
I make with my hands – dinner, hats and mittens and sweaters and shawls.
I write – sometimes better than I think I can and sometimes not as well as I wish.
I confuse – myself. Frequently.
I need – Jim. Eden. Honor.
I should – clean my house and play with my kids and walk my dog.
I start – sweaters.
I finish – sweaters… eventually.

Yesterday this fabulous scarf with a wonderfully sweet note came for me in the mail. Isn’t Sarah E. the greatest?

It’s all rainy and cold here so this is a low light photo which doesn’t do it (or my new bangs) justice.

And a pic with better light.

Thank you so much Sarah, you’re fabulous!