Mystery Poop

Grant: Mommy! There's some poop here!

This is not what you want to hear when you are reading a nice book to your children in your own bed.

Me (buying some time): Grant, go and get a Kleenex, please.

1. Josh. Mostly potty trained. I would be surprised. Although, it is on his side of the bed....
2. Grant. Not one for asking about something he'd done, unless it was unconscious.
3. Abbie. Leaky diapers happen. But she was right next to me, and I had time to ascertain that she was clean.
4. Jake. Due to his Basset Hound heritage, getting up on my bed for any reason would be a huge effort, which goes against his nature. Besides, he'd make a lot of noise trying, and I would have heard.

Enter Grant and Kleenex.

Brave mommy that I am, I picked up the mystery particle and examined it more closely. Giggles followed. The culprit turned out to be a crumb of Ding Dong that fell, probably on Josh's shirt, and then got into the sheets when he went to sleep.

We did some weeding in the yard last night. When will I learn to put on my gardening gloves? You'll be glad to know that the swelling in my fingers has gone down. Josh hasn't even looked at the lawnmower since he started calculus. The lawn is only bad in the shady places, but the trim was embarrassingly long, so I grabbed the kitchen shears and did it by hand. Not super fun, and it was getting dark when I finished. Another thing I noticed while I was out was that our siding has little grayish dots of mold ALL OVER IT!!! I'm floored. I have no idea what I can spray onto it that won't run down and kill my yard. Maybe I can ask at Lowe's or something, next time I'm near one.

We went outside today, too. We played in the yard, and went to Bree's house and pet Shadow. Jake was tethered to the porch, but he we could hear him woofing at us. He's very jealous that he didn't get to visit with Shadow, too. He and Shadow are buddies. I always thought he was chasing cats because he wanted to eat them up. Shows what I know. The kids brought me lovely flowers: clover in white and red and a cheerful yellow dandelion.

We also did some dusting and sweeping today, and danced in the kitchen with our dusters. I ran the dishwasher, but haven't unloaded it yet. And I'm behind on the laundry, too. Hmm.

I made my Indonesian Roast Pork yesterday. Every time I've made it since I moved into this house, I've burned it. How can you burn something that's cooked in a LIQUID??? This time, I went into it with great suspiscion. The roast was about 3 times bigger than the ones I'd had before. (A gift from my mommy.) Plus, I cooked it at a slightly lower temperature. I checked it at about half way through the recommended cooking time, and it was done. So I made rice and turned it off. Perfect-o! The kids each had three plates, and I had two. Poor Josh had class, but there is enough to have it again tonight. Can't wait! I'm considering it a great culinary success! I scribbled my changes down on the recipe, of course.

Tonight - TAIKO! And then some more taiko, and probably some more taiko. Mere days until the J-Fest! The plan, in case I should forget, is that Josh will come with me on Saturday, and we will probably pick up Eddie, too, as he is on the way. Josh will stay home and study on Sunday. Sunday night, I will go with Helena to stay at her dad's, and ride with her Monday morning. Then, Josh will come and see the show at 2, and I will go home with him. Confusing? Yes. Not at all the original plan? Also yes. Going to be fun anyway? Why, of course.

And now...about that laundry...