July 31, 2003

Break out the Single Malt

Hey! I broke the 1000 mark on the old Site Meter. Juice and crackers for everyone.

I could use a little adult juice right now. Long day. We spent the morning over at one of The Senator's friend's house. One whose mother is still talking to us after the "Ted Kemmedy is a Crat" espisode at the last playdate house.

The mom has a home daycare business. I don't know how she doesn't go crazy. I don't think the decibel level dropped below Guns N' Roses level once. But what a fun place for a kid. They have dogs and rabbits and chickens and toys. A million toys. The Senator spent most of the time chasing his friend around trying to shave off his ankles with a play weed trimmer.

Came home and spent the afternoon trying to stuff The Governor full of anything that would make him poop. He was going on three days without depositing any goodies in the diaper. Bowels of iron. He's had prunes and cherries and grapes and yogurt and was just about to get a suppository when the warm bath finally won out and his sphincter cried "Uncle!" Thank G*d.

Tomorrow's another long day, but I'm really looking forward to it. My sister and I are driving to Missouri for a family reunion. The VP is staying behind with boy/dog duties. Too bad for him. Because once his bowels loosen, The Governor has been known to go for days of...well, let's just say the prunes et al. catch up with him.

So, probably no blogging for the next couple of days. No diapers either. Have a great weekend. I know I will!

Posted by Cathy at July 31, 2003 07:08 PM
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