Wednesday, January 21, 2009

a snowy kind of day

Every year, central NC waits on pins and needles to see if the forecasters predictions of snow will actually prove true. More times than not we wake up to the see the same brown grass of winter. But not this time. This time, Van Denton got it right and we received about 2-3 inches of the white stuff. I won't even go into how dysfunctional NC gets about snow. With the sighting of the first flake (this may only be a slight exaggeration - but its mostly true), business close their doors, school buses cease to run, and the whole city (with the exception of the necessary emergency personnel and Wal-Mart) closes down. It's downright humorous.

Truthfully, we just don't have the equipment to handle large amounts of snow (and yes, 2 inches does seem to qualify as a large amount of snow). I can hear you laughing Tracey P. Go ahead and get a good chuckly on our account!

No matter how much snow we get, you can be sure to find us out in it. This wasn't the first snowfall we've had since the redhead was born, but this is the first he might remember. After his nap and a trip to the potty, we bundled up and headed outside to play. By this time the snow had stopped falling and it was the warmest part of the day - even if it was a cool 27 degrees outside.


As we were frolicking in the farthest nether-regions of the yard, I hear the dreaded words...

"Mommy. Pee-pee."

At this point, I think I said a cuss word in my head, and rushed him to the house. Fortunately, the redhead didn't have to pee, but in our world, "pee" also means poop, and he had pooped a little in his pants. Ofortheloveofallthatisholyandgood!!!! This was the 6th - yes - 6th time that day he had done a shadoobie in his drawers! I know, who in the free world goes 6 times in one day? Needless to say, we stayed inside. There was no way I was going to put all those clothes back on him and go tromping around outside only to have another accident happen.

But the snow was fun and he had a good time - and that's probably what I'll remember moreso than the shadoobie that took us away from the beautiful snow.

10 coins in my pocket:

McLeod Family said...

You crack me up girl!!!! I remember why I loved living with you.

Stephanie said...

as wonderful and thrify it is to have a potty trained child...it's also a pain in the neck to have drop everything and bolt to the nearest potty!

Sarah said...

Hang in there, sees...it will get better I am sure. You are doing a great job! Maybe feed him bananas or some anti-fiber foods!

Laurie said...

You're getting there...he's getting there...keep saying that over and over.

And P.S. However funny NC is about snow, here in FL, we declare a STATE OF EMERGENCY for a freeze! :-)

Tracy P. said...

You are just trying to get back into my good graces! And it's working. Tell the redhead when he REALLY gets it together he'll be able to write his name in the snow--in yellow!

He is doing great! Eat more m&ms. (Hmm, maybe you should eat HIS!)

Courtney said...

All is worth it for pictures of him in that adorable hat! :)

"The Queen in Residence" said...

You are so funny.
Okay now that you are truly committed to this big boy pants thing, the only way I got my Sweet-boy potty trained was a really bad case of diarrhea. It was awful but after that, he had no more diapers, the rash prevented that. So hang in there, one day it all just clicks and then you can go about doing things and not worrying about shadoobies.

Nothing but the Krums said...

Hang in there. Enjoy this phase too as this one will pass and you will again look back and wonder what happened to your baby

Melissa said...

aahhh...yes...i had it hear, too. except not as bad - asher didn't have an accident, but i did go to extremes to wrap river up in layers, and then as soon as we got the final layer zipped up, i heard the words, "Mommy, I have to go potty." Like they say, we'll look back and laugh at these moments. RIGHT??!! we better. ;) hang in there, girl!

Missy said...

I've never heard the term "shadoobie" but it will certainly be added to my mommy-vocabulary now!
Six is a LOT of shadoobie for one day! He is so precious, despite the shadoobie. Shadoobie, shadoobie, shadoobie. See? Stuck in my head... (: