Relax…

Yesterday was my last day of work! YEY!!! Now if I just weren’t sick maybe I could conquer some of my to do list.

Quinn decided he wanted nothing to do with the potty today. Instead he stood naked behind me on my bed, held his penis and peed on my back, shorts, pillow, and bed. When I was “scolding” him he laughed and said very proudly, “mommy I pee pee your shirt. I pee pee your shorts too.” I said, “yes, you pee peed my bed too and all that was a wrong choice and you are in serious trouble now.” “I make wrong choice (smile) I take shower?” and oh was that shower cold

My sister has somehow gotten involved with rescuing, spaying and neutering ferral kitties. (yes, that is why I took on caring for Oliver) Anyway, one of the cats she was feeding was pregnant and her kittens have now been trapped, loved, fixed and vaccinated, and are ready for adoption! The cat rescue people Becky is working with requires the cats are indoor and never declawed. they encourage adoption of two kittens at a time for families who don’t already have a cat or are gone frequently so the kitty has company. The cost is $125 which enables the rescue group to keep doing what they do. If you are interested let me know. Trinny is a girl and the others are boys.

part one: yesterday we went to the zoo. Nathan took Quinn into the mens bathroom to pee. Quinn chose the urinal between two men and intently watched them pee. (much to Nathan’s dismay and embarrassment)

part two: today at work Quinn watched himself pee. Walking back to children’s corner he proudly announced “It’s not an elephant, it’s a man!”

I did not apologize because I feel like I am doing something wrong directed towards you. I am apologizing because I tried to help and you turned me down and now I leave you in an even worse position than you were in before. So, “Sorry you are a pompous ass and don’t know how to accept help when it is offered. Sorry you are a dick and unwilling to accept an apology because its not “your personality.”" So really, my “sorry” means SUCKS TO BE YOU!

Note to people who read my blog and to friends of those who read my blog:
This is not directed at anybody most people know so don’t freak out

so how come I can’t seem to redesign my myspace page. I guess I have truly become computer inept.

is my official last day at the YMCA!

New tent- check
sleeping bags- check
food list- check
swim suits- check
sunscreen- check
life jackets for boating with kids- check
ipods for the kids- what? yea we somehow received 2 gifts and a free one with our new laptop. so I am downloading kids music and some special joey requests like green day, pigeon john,gnarls barkley, and james kochalka to put on our shuffle and extra nano so the kids can have their own car entertainment.

While sitting on the potty, Quinn has discovered that if he closes his legs his penis disappears. “Daddy! Where did my penis go?” opens legs “Here it is! Ta da” repeats game for many minutes until he finally pees and hops of the toilet.

As for the status of our no more diapers: we are getting close! Last night, while in a pull up, Quinn got out of bed to poop in the potty. This morning, instead of going on the floor, he ran to the potty with a book and took care of his business again. VERY exciting!!!!

We have no program director and no supervisor/coordinator at work right now. I went up to talk to the “acting” boss and he pretty much said it would be a while and that the job description for the coordinator, the job I wanted, would be different. Someone who is available to work M-S etc…..not me thank you very much. So do I sit around and wait for things to possibly get better? Or do I get out now while I am still sane? How much am I willing to put into this place and willing to put up with?