Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Potty Training Part II

A true fan from birth
Woke up this morning to that sweet alarm of Quinny screaming, "DAD! DADDY!"  I was out cold and sound asleep so it took me a while to figure out what that noise was.  Oh, right my kids.  I have kids.  I walk into his room totally in a daze wondering what the matter is and I find my son buck neked holding his diaper.  Um, what's going on here?  Is there a chick hiding in the closet I need to be concerned with? Apparently, with all this potty training going on, which is going exceptionally well, he has learned to get down and dirty quite quickly including losing his diaper. 

A little mac here, a little mac there, Doh'!
Either the potty training or the nervousness surrounding the big game created a total nudie party in Quinny's crib.  I don't judge, I just report.  I don't want to brag about the genius priorities of my children but while he's doing his naked dance there was a constant "Go PACK Go" chant.  And, obviously you can't aruge with America's team.  No, you aren't hearing me.  You can't argue with America's team.  We won the Super Bowl and Lombardi's trophy is coming home.  That's 4 Super Bowls (I, II, XXXVI, XLV) and 9 NFL Championships bringing Title Town's total to (love that use of alliteration) 13.  Seriously, we're good and have been for a long time.  You wish don't you?  Well, that's a shame.  All you need to do to enjoy the festivities is don your favorite cheese (on your head) and stuff a barturst in your face while holding a minimum of a tall boy of local brew.  Those aren't just for bowling dontchayaknow.

On top of Captain nudity, Quinny also restyled his lovely Clay Matthews locks with the help of a little Mac N' Cheese.  Oh, the power of cheese.  I can't tell if this kid has the talent of a model or that of an NFL player.  Should he kill people with bone crunching blows during Sunday afternoons or show your soft side with that Suave hair during the week?  Either way I see a lucrative hair career.  Who knew?

The sweet Mac gel hair
Junior is getting so grown up we bought him a stool so he can wash his hands easier.  Big mistake.  No, strike that, HUGE mistake.  This kid has this stool MacGuyver'ed to his belt.  Everywhere he goes he takes it. Due to the Valentine season there are a lot of Valentine hearts floating around so every time he successfully wazzers in the potty he gets a heart.  We, being solid parents of the 2011's, hid said hearts in the upper cabinets of our bathroom.  One would think a two year old could not venture into a second story parental bathroom.  That hunting adage of assuming making an a** out of U and me is coming true.  It's a safe place to stash your candy right?  No, Sherlock Quinny and Gavin Holmes were on the case. I jump in the shower and Carrie is in the kitchen.  In the four minutes flat it takes me to clean up he's chowed down the whole bag and in straight up sugar high heaven.  The whole bag. Oh, Sherlock is quite proud of himself too.  Look at me!?!  I wazzered one time, daddy took a shower and I ate the whole bag! I don't have to wazzer again for like a week daddy!  Yeah! Daddy you proud of Quinny? Actually, I am  but I won't admit that until you are old enough to read this.

Ah, kids, you just can't help yourself.  Actually, yes.  I can't admit it, especially in front of your mother, but shhhh yes that was awesome.  You're so awesome.  Now, get out of here before you get me in trouble too!
A couple of champs!

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