Congrats on the job, MM!

In defense of too-mashed guac, Tito's Tacos (corner of Sepulveda and Washington Blvd in Los Angeles) has amazing guac. That they can pour from a pitcher. It's more like guacamole sauce.

Of course, the high amounts of crack in it probably help.

Is refusing to potty train a sign of autism? Or just bull-headedness? Mal's adamant refusal to consider using the toilet is getting ridiculous.

Raq, I had the EXACT same problem with O prior to my weekend. I went away for three days and DH ended up getting him dialed in on the last, great hurdle of the process. Owen, will, however, periodically refuse to wash his hands. Then there is the mom-blocking-the-door-until-the-hands-washed-crying-screaming fit.

My house has seen a procession of repair men today. Roto Rooter Dude fished out a wad of squished up cardboard out of the master bath toilet. Heating/Cooling Dude found the problem with the A/C--a tripped circuit breaker. D'OH! It only cost $85 for something we could have found ourselves.

Still waiting on a call back from computer repair and lawn care guy.

periodically refuse to wash his hands. Then there is the mom-blocking-the-door-until-the-hands-washed-crying-screaming fit.

laughs and laughs and cries and cries.

we have the wipey wars in our house, on top of the hand wringing washing.

eta - turns out my neighbor is using the 'sink-the-cheerio' game to get her son interested. Probably not for your kiddos Cashmere - or is that what they've been doing....

Nope, Sox, our last hurdle was of the sitting kind. He had totally nailed standing to pee, staying dry all night, the underpants issue, everything except sitting to drop a deuce. He'd scream and fight and hold it in for three days, until we plied him with fruit juice and apple sauce. DH made him a star chart and now he gets a star for every successful completion.

So what I'm saving in buying diapers/pullups, I'm now spending on the Roto Rooter.

I love how the universe evens things out.

'sink-the-cheerio'

heh. I dated a guy in high school who had little battleships in his downstairs toilet. It was a little odd since the youngest boy in the house was 15.

staying dry all night,

this is a dream in our house. A soggy dream.

this is a dream in our house. A soggy dream.

Some of that might be physiological--don't kids have to produce a hormone or something that concentrates their urine overnight? I recall my BiL having that problem up until he was 5 or 6 and my MiL refused to have "strange chemicals squirted up his nose" since he'd eventually grow out of it. He did.

We have to limit liquids after 6 p.m.

MM awesome news. Now the whole house is got great jobs! Woot! Yippee!

I have nothing to say with the kids stuff, but it does make interesting reading.

Mal stays dry all night. He is thrilled with himself when he uses the potty, and is happy to wipe and flush. (Although since The Penis Must Never Be Touched the same cleaning wars we've had for 3 years continue). He knows he gets a sticker when he sits on the potty, and a REALLY COOL sticker when he actually uses it. He is the last kid in his class at daycare to be in pull-ups.

But he refuses to tell us when he needs to go, and will happily sit in his own refuse. When it's obvious he's pooing, he lies and says he isn't.

This is all going to come to a head (sorry) in about a week, because the summer program at daycare includes swimming...but only for the kids who are potty-trained.

Oh, Raq, my sympathies. I hope the swimming is incentive enough.

When it's obvious he's pooing, he lies and says he isn't.

Isn't this just hilarious, though? This is how it goes

:spies Owen red-faced and grunting in a corner:
Me: Owen, are you pooping?
Owen: Guuuhhhhnnnn...nnnnooooooo.
Me: :eyeroll: