To each his own

Indy requested to poop in the dark by the light of the iPad playing train videos, with the door tightly shut and me standing by side. He looked up at me and said, “I love you, Mama.” I’m thinking, “you’ve gotta KNOW that I love you!”

The Past Week.

In bullet points.

-  My in laws were in from Tuesday through Sunday.  They flew in to visit and to see me in the Lyric Opera VA’s production of the King and I which opened on Friday night.  It was awesome to see them, even though I think I only had the chance to spend at total of 10 hours with them during the entire time they were here.  I was just that busy.  

-  Each time my in laws come up from FL, they seem to bring warm weather with them.  It got up into the 70s on Saturday so we took Indy to the local park.  It’s actually called Mt. Trashmore because they covered a huge landfill with grass and put a park and a lake next to it.  Not gonna lie, it’s pretty awesome.  I’m not sure if it’s because Grammy & Pop Pop were here or what, but Indy went from being terrified a few months ago of playground equipment (he could see the ground through the holes in the ramps and it scared him) to climbing up to the highest slide, and diving down it, head first, on his belly.  No hesitation or anything, I think he was up at least 10 feet.  I was so proud!

- I’ve had an increasing amount of tumblrs that have no logical reason to start following me.  When I click the link to their tumblr to see what they’re all about, most of them are spanish speaking…?  Can someone tell me once and for all if these are real followers or not?!

- Indy’s vocabulary has really started to become more complex.  He speaks in meaningful, full-length sentences and says all kinds of phrases that surprise us.  The other day, we were out to dinner and he told me that he had to go to the potty, so we went.  After covering the toilet seat with paper and sitting him down…he peed and told me he was done.  I figured I’d go ahead and pee while I was in there with him.  While pulling up his pants, I said, “Okay, Mommy’s gonna pee pee now,” to which he said, “It’s all yours, Mama!”  WHAT?!

Playing Dirty!

Indy:	Daddy, Let's play a game.
Keith:	Okay...what game?
Indy:	Uhmmmm....(thinking for a second) Let's play POOP!
Keith:	You wanna play "Poop"??
Indy:	*sits on potty and goes poop* YAY! I POOPED!
Keith told me about this conversation via text message while I was in tech rehearsal for The King and I. I totally LOL'd in the dark while sitting in the house seats with my fellow cast mates.
My first post of 2012 is about poop. New Year's resolution #1...check.