You have less than a week to save up for the perfect present, buy it for me, and somehow get it to me. The last part will be the hardest I think, because I'm busy. Too busy. Not a happy falalalala -freakin -la busy. Next week (supposed to be my birthday week) I have 2 class parties that I "volunteered" to be in charge of. (one of those happens to be on my birthday) I also have Girl Scouts, a Townhome Board Dinner (which we are counting for my birthday dinner, because yes we are that cheap) and Adam has boards on Monday and Tuesday.
I know you don't care, I know you are busy too. WHICH is why I am reminding you all that December 18th is my birthday. It's a big one this year. I turn the big 2-8. If you call and I don't answer it's either because I have to bake sugar cookies for Kelly's class or I'm in the middle of Paige's performance or Tommy ran out the door again naked. So leave a message and we will call it good.
P.S Project "Tommy will you ever stop wearing a pull-up" is in full gear. Ever since Adam has been home for the break he has been trying to potty train the boy. We have him in Big Boy pants, and we set the time for 50 minutes. Every 50 minutes the timer goes off and he goes potty.
He is responding well, this could be because we give him candy everytime. Imagine if you got a piece of candy every hour you were awake. You'd be pretty happy too. Adam's new concern is that he is going to get a cavity. (Ya win some, ya lose some.)
So next time you see my son he might have a mouth full of silver, but at least we are that much closer to success!