*I love it when something accidentally gets thrown away. Actually, that part I don't love. It's the husband upside down in the recycle bin digging through garbage part that I love. It's the being confronted with the fact that it was actually me that threw the item away and then didn't help look for it part that cracks me up.
*Potty training version three has begun. Mr. T is starting a little backwards, but I can't complain. The kid actually came out of the bathroom triumphantly last night with a, "Wan-SEE?" Thatta boy. There may have been a point today in which the entire family huddled around him in our teeny, tiny little half bath and clapped for him. It was ridiculous and hilarious and there are probably entire libraries written on how clapping for bodily functions is frowned upon in child rearing world. So be it. I believe not having to buy diapers deserves applause. We aren't quite to that point yet, but I do plan to purchase charactered undergarments some day soon.
One more funny b/c things are always better in threes...
*I was telling Sean I want to learn to make my own bakeware.
And that I want to start shopping at Goodwill so I can repurpose clothes. Not for any eco reasons, just b/c I think it would be fun to turn a plain skirt into something fancy using my sewing skills. I kept going because he wasn't giving me the attention I was seeking.
I tossed in, "Would you still love me if I put my hair in dreads?" I was totally kidding, but I just wanted to get a reaction. All the while he was calmly eating his yogurt, I added, "Y'know, you never have to wash your hair if you put it in dreads.." He calmly stood up from the table, rolled his eyeballs in my direction and stated, "I am not having this conversation with you."
Mission accomplished, I got a reaction. Just to reiterate, I do not want dreads. This red head don't play like that.