Poop, Paxil, and Pageantry

All out to dinner with the kids and this is how it goes.... (little tubs of butter conveniently placed in front of Emily for easy access) Me: Emily, I think three tubs of butter is enough, please stop Emily: okay Ethan: YA Dumb ass ! Ahhhhhhh , it is moments like these that I know I am doing my duty as a parent. Even at the young age of three, Ethan recognizes the fact that you do not just sit and eat butter out of tubs.

Ethan thinks this peeing outside thing is really the next best thing. He has asked several times to poop outside, but we have explained that is a no no. Well, we thought we explained it well enough until the other two came running in to tell us Ethan needed his butt wiped and he was...you guessed it, outside. I grab some toilet paper and run out and yes, yes my son had shit right next to the swing set . He was terrified when he saw m coming and released his arms from the poop hovering and managed to sit in his pile of shit... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh good times. I got him up and hosed him off, only to find Steven throwing dirt on the poo. Cover the evidence.

So we are here in Texas. We are staying with Clint's Parents right now out on the farm. Oh and I have stories. Take poop, me and my offspring and you know I have some goodies. I will be back tomorrow. Just a quick question....if you do not like someone...I mean really do not like them, would you care about there business enough to go to there website? If you go to there website, does that mean that you really do care even if it is really deep deep down? Yes, a very odd and what seems to be a completely pointless question, but I can be pretty damn pointless sometimes.

The kids have taken to a new entertaining night time ritual. We will call it "get up with bullshit fucking excuses to drives our parents to the borders of abuse". Tonight however has been particularly entertaining. It started with the normal "Ethan is making noise" shit and then turned to "Ethan swallowed a dime". What the hell?!?!?!?! Mommy: "Ethan, did you swallow some money?" Ethan: "NO!!!! Steven ate the money" Steven: " No I didn't. Ethan did" Ethan: In a state of pre spanking hysteria "No, No, Steven did" Mommy: "Ethan, Calm down we are not going to beat you. Did you eat some money?" Ethan: Now calming down and ready to tell the damn truth and quit his damn lieing "I uh swallowed it down into my tummy" Daddy: "Ethan, let's not eat money anymore. It could kill you." So, off the two boys head to bed. Clint and I are sure we are now in the clear to enjoy the rest of the night...

This makes me think of TKW ....and....well there are too many of you who appreciate the sausage jokes.

So, let's see, So much is going on. Jenn is recovering quite well from her surgery . I have not gone to see her yet and yes I know I suck donkey balls. Going off the paxil update to follow. We went and saw my brother and his wife in Denver and had a friggin rad time. Clint is out processing from the Army and we are still hoping for a job with the CVB in pretty much any city in Texas. Anyone got some connections? Paxill withdrawls : feeling very anti social, have out on some weight while here because I have nothing to do but sit here. UGH!!!!! have been drinking plenty of tea and started taking some St. John's Wart and Valerian root..I think that will help through this bust transitional time. Oh and we leave Colorado in a week and head back to Texas. Have some good stuff to post later, so look for an update.

I love some big ol' tube meat. It is so The Kept Woman's fault . She started playing with her meat first. But, I think my meat may be bigger. Anyone else playing with their meat? At least this is a sign that I am not suicidal or have been arrested for killing any of my children yet. Notice I said yet. I am going to continue to take a proactive roll in the symptoms. I have been still drinking a shit ton of water and chamomile and green tea are my friends. I think the things I have noticed: Physical symptoms have stopped I am horny..whoohoo...you go Clint I am sensitive to way to much audio stimulation....I feel like my head is going to explode and have to remove the noise. UPDATE: Oh yes, it is time for "Friday's Find".