Scotty D's Rambles

Scotty D's Rambles

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

So I'm on a lunch break and am listening to these two young ladies discuss something totally awesome. Ok, wait a minute, scratch the lady part. Two kids around twenty one, are drinking and the bartender is feverishly trying to get them drunk. The totally awesome discussion is about how fucked up they got last night and how they are not quite sure who they slept with. Her current boyfriend or her ex , that was at her girlfriends house last night. 
Breaks like this make me realize just how lucky I am to have a great wife. She will always be the best and only for me. 

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

So where to begin. Last I blogged, I had mentioned my new ink, well its dry. On to the next. I have gotten rid of the mini van and purchased a new car. "Yawn" ok onto something much more interesting.
I feel compelled to talk about my daughter's unwillingness to use the  potty. Compelled like I just ran out of vervain. Now going back seven years, I recall the difficulties in handling potty training with our first child. It took six months, possibly a bit more, and a parrot. Yes that's correct, a parrot. As for this child, I just don't know. During the last few summer months, she has taken a liking to running around naked on our back porch. Mind you, she has just turned three and we live in Upstate New York. In the woods.....Driving to town is now a phrase used in our household, so when I say the woods, I mean I could run around naked and no one would notice either.
Well this potty situation will have to be resolved shortly. Several days ago, my youngest asked if she could play on the back porch. As it is a large deck, about 25 feet by 45 feet, there is quite a bit of space for anyone to play.  She disrobed and asked if she could play naked. Her words " nakey nakey please" My wife obliged and allowed her to do so. We both sat and watched her. Five minutes in she said" I want my diaper back." Well red flag, red flag! Of course we didn't see it. My wife and I turned to each other and spoke nonchalantly about the next canning project she wanted to do, and BAM!!!

Yes that's right, the little one finally pooped without her diaper.....right on the deck.
And yes I cleaned it up.