Another Mouth to Feed

We found a baby fish while we were cleaning the fish tank. It is a tiny little thing that almost got sucked out with the old water. The old saying don't through the baby out with the bath water came to mind. I am not even sure what that means, but I think it means to pay attention! We are still trying to figure out which of our original fish is the "Mama." He is too small to even tell what color he is going to be. Hopefully, he can make it to adulthood and I hope Mike doesn't buy a bigger fish tank to give him room to grow.....

Pink

I am in the mood for Pink. Enough of these boy colors!! Have a great February everyone....

My Hero

Seriously, this is the best product ever invented. It has helped me in a number of ways. It cleans grout, scuff marks, crayon on walls, pens on leather, dirt on car upholstery. There is literally no end to what this amazing product can do. I use it daily. I just want to say thank you to this amazing man. I have tried the imitation Target brand and it does not even come close to what Mr. Clean can do. If you even think of trying to save $1 don't do it. Please, give credit where credit is due and just buy Mr. Clean eraser pads, you will not be sorry, in fact you will thank me.

A Fish Tale

In October we "won" a lovely goldfish at the State Fair, actually, we paid $5 for it. I thought, for sure, that the fish would only live for a couple of weeks, max. Well, a couple of months later, we were still the proud parents of a goldfish named Sparkle. One January day, Mike brought home a fish tank and announced that we were giving "Goldie" (he never could actually call the fish Sparkle) a real home with friends. We went down to PetCo to pick out our new fish and were now proud parents of 4 Goldfish. Pretty soon, we noticed the goldfish spending most of their days on the bottom of the fish tank. I was pretty sure that was not a good sign. Mike insisted that they were resting and it was normal. Well, sure enough the fish started dying left and right, but our original "Goldie" was the lone survivor. We chalked it up to his "West Side" upbringing and thought he was just a tough guy. We added new fish and they started dying too. We finally lost our "Goldie' and realized that it was the result of bad parenting. I was ready to move on and get back to life free from pets, when Mike bought a brand new fish tank and new fish.....here we go again. After a few more weeks of trial and error (sadly 9 fish had been flushed away) we finally have mastered the art of taking care of fish and now feel we can call ourselves experts on the matter. Here is proof that we have happy healthy fish as pets. Click on the picture to enlarge it. We have four fish. A Catfish to clean the bottom of the rocks, and three Molly's. One black, white and gold.

Indulge

Josh loves ice cream -- can you tell?? He usually helps himself to the freezer and he likes to "mark" his carton by the above method. Only a Mom can share a bite of ice cream after this ritual. YUM :)

Potty Training

(Josh watching Teletubbies)

I was not looking forward to potty training Josh. Just because... who wants to potty train?? Not one of the favorite things moms list as the reasons they love being a mom. I also wasn't planning on doing it this early, but he has started himself. I am confused because he has it a little backwards. For the past week he does #2 in the toilet. But as I tried to train the other part, I have not been successful. I shouldn't wait to train him until I am ready, because he is really getting the hardest part. Hopefully, we will be diaper free soon...and I don't have to collect diaper coupons any more!!!

One of Brett's Most Memorable

Everyone who knows Brett has a story. He is one of a kind and he comes up with some crazy things. He also does crazy things that drive me crazy, but to me, he is one of a kind. This is a soon to be classic story.
I was out at the pool, scooping the leaves out when I hear Brett in the house calling for me.

B: "Mom where are you??"
Me: I am out in the pool..
B: "Mom where are you??
Me: Brett, I am outside, what do you need??
B: Long Pause
Me: Brett??
B: Mom, I think I'm Gay
Me: No response
B: Mom, I really think I'm Gay
Me: Okay honey, I'm coming inside
B: Mom, Gay means happy doesn't it?
Me: Yes
B: Oh, then I am for sure gay...
Me: Most of the time, you just say you are happy
Me: Where did you hear this?
B: A friend from school was telling people that they were gay, then I talked to my friend Mack and we decided that we were happy so we must be gay.
Me: Sometimes it is not nice to call people gay, just say that you are happy.
B: I know Mom, it is not nice to say you are gay.... but I am happy.
Me : Okay, I Love you....

Well, if you can't really explain the way you want, I figured telling him I loved him was the best I could do at that moment.