Hilarious (and embarassing) moments brought to you by the letter Z

So many times, especially lately, my child cracks me UP, sometimes it only cracks me up after the fact because at the moment it's hugely embarassing.  Everyone can use a laugh now and then, so I'm starting a semi-regular post (because we all know that I will forget sometimes so saying "regular" would be lying) that will highlight these moments for your amusement, you're welcome..

My very first "OMG my kid is totally embarassing me" moment was on our trip to Florida, more accurately on the way back from our trip to Florida.. in the Phoenix airport bathroom.  We get off the plane in Phoenix after a VERY VERY long direct flight from Tampa (we will NOT be doing a direct flight again any time soon), of course, despite the 1000 trips to the potty for Z's amusement on the plane, he immediately says he has to go potty, no prob this time, because mommy does too, something about not trusting my almost-2-yr-old to NOT open the door in the airplane bathroom while I'm going pee inspired me to hold it until the end of the flight.  Anyways, he does his thing, and I take my turn, so, what does my child begin to shout as I'm PEEING (note, PEEING), "mommy, you poopin?!?, you POOPIN mommy?!?", and I say "no baby, I'm just peeing", Z: "YAH, POOPIN, YOU POOPIN MOMMY!!".  Then the toilet next to us flushes, and because he's obviously not done shouting, and my face is now only a medium shade of red, he hears this flushing and says "you FAWTED mommy?!? ewwwww!!!"  O.M.G., I was JUST peeing!!  We emerged from the stall as I *loudly* told him, mommy was JUST peeing.  I'm so glad my kid is normally shy in public :p.

off topic feedback request

Ok, so this blog is mostly about Z and his antics and stories, and I plan to keep it that way, but I've had this idea swirling in my head for a blog about saving money (yes, for some of you I already did this and then, regretfully stopped when my laptop committed suicide), with focus on living healthy, green, and with kids.  My thoughts are to do posts to clue readers in on any deals that I think they'd be interested in, with an at least weekly post that features an idea or tip about how to save money, live healthy, and green.  I also have a few friends with etsy shops that would be more than willing to do giveaways as well so I'm hoping to feature them, I'm a sucker for awesome homemade goods :).  I know there are *some* readers out there EVEN if y'all never comment (did you see that hint of southern peeking thru there, it sneaks out sometimes :p), so here's your chance, fire away!  What do you think of this idea?  Would you be interested?  Is there anything you would or would not like to see featured? Would any of you like to contribute a post about what YOU do to save money and live healthy and green?

My little observer

I love this age, yes, I say that at every age, but it truly seems to just be getting better and better :).  Every day when I pick Z up from daycare I ask him about his day, and up until recently, I had to ask all the questions, and got "yah!", or "no!" as responses, e.g. me: "did you have fun today Z?", Z: "yah!", me: "did you go to timeout today?" Z: "no!", but lately, he's been elaborating on his day and it is both cracking me UP and warming my heart :).  The other day we got home from daycare and I asked him about his day, this is how it went, I'll translate Z-speak for you where it might be necessary:

me: "Did you have fun today Z?" 

Z:  "yah!"

me: "what did you do today?"

Z:  "Lucy hurt fingers, owww! She crwwhyin"  (lucy hurt her fingers and she was crying)

me:  "oh no! was she ok?"

Z:  "yah, she ok, crwyin a LOT"

me: "poor Lucy.  Did you hug her?"

Z:  "no, no hug her"

me: "oh, next time you should hug her to make her feel better.  What else did u do today?"

Z:  "o-kay.  Jazzlyn go time-out! She naughty"

me:  "oh no, did you go to timeout too?"

Z: "Nooooooo"

me:  "what else happened Z?"

Z:  "Kai sneezin, he funny"

me:  "it's funny when Kai sneezes?"

Z:  "yah, sneezin funny"

So, umm, yah, genetics are obviously at play here.  Ask him about his day and my child tells me the gossip on everyone at day care.  He IS his mother's son <3.  I have YET to hear about HIS day, but I'll take what I can get, I love snuggling on the couch with a snack while he tells me the latest daycare soap operas ;).

When potty training works against you...

Z's been doing soccer on Saturday mornings with "soccertots" thru the city, he has a love-hate relationship with it, he loves the *idea* of soccer, LOVES to kick the ball, loves to play the games, but the first few weeks were hot, and I mean *really* hot people, like 110 hot, that he did not *love* so much.  We brought lots of ice cold water, snacks, took lots of breaks, but still, the child was unhappy with the heat.  And then he started manipulating us.. you recall that Z is potty train(ing/ed)?  Ahh, yes, he has learned if he says "potty" we jump and take him to the nearest potty, which, during soccer, is inside the air-conditioned rec center.  Yah, so now, every time he gets hot at soccer he says "potty", *insists* on being carried, and of course only mommy will do, so I trudge him, sweat pouring down my face, down my back, and from every sweat gland in my body, across the field, across the parking lot, into the rec center, and you know what oh-so-sneaky little Z says when we finally get to the potty?  "NO! no potty mommy!!"  You can imagine my frustration at this moment as I'm catching my breath and wiping my sweat from hauling my 30+ pound child in 110 heat as fast as possible to the potty.  The first few times he had me, I didn't realize what he was doing, so we trudged back (of course I had to carry him) to soccer, and 5 minutes later after running around a bit it was "potty!  need do potty mommy!", 3x of this a 45 minute soccer session and mommy wised up and got *really* frustrated.  In one of my obviously finer moments as a parent after *just* having returned from a fake potty trip and he requested again, I shouted, loud enough for all the other soccer parents to hear, "no! we JUST went!!  You'll have to piss yourself if you really have to go!"  yah.. I'll obviously win mother-of-the-year for that one, and true to dramatic form, my child threw himself down on the ground and screamed "potty mommy!!" at the top of his lungs.  *sigh*.  Thankfully the weather is cooling off so the excuses should be getting more minimal, and this session of soccer is almost over, hopefully  next time the field is a lot closer to the potty :p, and we'll come prepared with pullups and towels for when he's not the little boy who cried potty, and actually has to go.