OFGS Update

The key word in the title there is UP. My weight is....officially....up.....I can ignore it NO LONGER.

It pains me to type it. I must tell, however. Because if I tell the interlooping public, then I will become accountable to my millions (Ha.) of readers and will get back on track.

Right?

So, I'm up.

6 lbs. GULP.

It's a slippery slope, people. A slope that I have slid down before. I have to dig my heels in and climb up again. My next update WILL be (it MUST be) an update of how I am down. A downdate. See you in a week.

The Rock Island Line IS a Mighty Good Road

Our mini vacation took us to Rock Island, Davenport, Moline and all points surrounding as we arrived at Train Festival 2011. We wanted to see steam engines because they don't run them around here anymore. I wondered why that was...now I know.

Steam trains stink, they are LOUD, they spit coal gunk at you and they are scary. But they are very cool anyway, and AJ had fun.

Look What AJ Did

He went all by himself.

Alone.

Blame Betty

It is no secret that I am odd. I'm okay with this. I make the family laugh by doing odd things and making odd faces and doing this in odd voices.

I get it from my mother.

AJ was feeling blue the other day. So we filmed "Mrs. Pinchy Face" and laughed for hours. Mike watched golf and shot me odd looks about my oddness.

still trying

we are still trying the potty over here. i have read once upon a potty so many times that i can recite it. aj has as many accidents as he has successes. it is all we do. i set the timer. he sits. he might pee. he might not. i set the timer for 3 min. in those 3 minutes, he will probably pee on the rug. sigh.

he'll get it eventually. right?

Yes, I Am That Kind of Mom

I am now the kind of mom that posts the successes her child has- no matter how personal or revealing. The good thing is that he is only 3 and he can't read and he doesn't hang out on the interloop and when- in 20 years- he tries to get a job, he will be using his full name, so no boss will be able to track this post down. He can deny he was ever filmed doing his

POTTY SUCCESS DANCE!

We will be back at it tomorrow. 6:30 am. Before camp starts. After that I blog about his

CAMP SUCCESS DANCE!

Carni Blues

We took AJ to the Hoffman Estates Carnival. He seemed enthusiastic at first.

We saw the Ferris Wheel and discussed how it is circle shape and that he could ride on Mama's lap. AJ is wearing one sock. He sustained a swimming injury and had to have a Mickey Band-Aid on his toe. Now, at this time, we boarded the Ferris Wheel and I became increasingly nervous. The little flappy doors could be opened mid flight and any of us could have tumbled to our deaths. There were no seat belts. I am beginning to understand why my mother only allowed us to see Niagra Falls from the parking lot... I am kidding, Betty. Slightly.

He, I mean we, did okay after the first few revolutions. Then he started crying and shaking violently. I asked him to tell me what was wrong and he couldn't. We discovered that it was "Just too scary" for AJ.

To settle his nerves, Mike bought a Sno Cone. He liked the Sno Cone.

Then he saw it. Across the vast expanse of cables, cords, rigged games where you throw stuff at stuff, bad food carts- there it was. The Big Slide. He was transfixed. He wanted to go up there.

He wanted me to take him.

The toothless lady, who I am sure is very nice- took all of our tickets and AJ led me by the hand all the way up the steps. I carried the burlap bag we were supposed to get in. We got to the landing and I was forced to figure out how to get on the slide while sitting on the bag and then hoist my very re-enthusiastic boy onto my lap without going down The Big Slide accidentally. I did it.

We went so fast I was not having any fun. AJ giggled and yelled happily, while I remained not having any fun. The photo is a lie. I am smiling, but I was lying about it. It is a fake smile.

The Big Slide was not fun and it was just too scary for Mom.