Or the dog

Like the dog cares. Oh wait, maybe that wasn't the issue.

I just always tossed an extra diaper over the danger zone when I was changing Dylan. (Cloth, so I never felt like I was "wasting" them.)

Blueberries are the devil's fruit. They get everywhere.

They're great in muffins. But evil, otherwise. I'm eating a muffin now AIFG!

Like the dog cares. Oh wait, maybe that wasn't the issue.

He looked rather perplexed in that, "Hey, aren't I supposed to do that to you?" sort of way. I should add that Nate also managed to get his father and his grandmother at the same time. I, as the person who was actually changing him at the time, managed to escape, because it was such a... powerful performance, it arced right over me. (Benefit of being short, too.)

Why there was such an audience at the time, I don't remember.

Are we going to have to wrap the Buffista children in bubblewrap?

My shrink asked me if I ever felt compelled to spend lots of money when I was in a "manic" mood.

I have several friends with severe bipolar disease, plus there was my lifetime with my father, whose disease went undiagnosed for many years while he self-medicated with alcohol. They all ran not so much to spending as to grandiose undertakings such as calling the president or calling the vice president of his employer to explain what the employer was doing wrong and getting fired.

Having watched the cycles over the years, I've often thought that just a little mania, enough to take me through a massive cleaning effort or writing 30 pages, might be kind of nice compared with all depression, all the time. The extremes of mania aren't pretty, though.

Yay for understanding grandmothers.

Ugh. Child pee. I potty trained a child when I was a nanny. Then I stopped being a nany. Funny, that.

Connie ~ Indeed. I have Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, which involves hypermobile joints and other related things. I'm supposed to be careful regarding my heart and all sorts of other organs, but mostly that's just a 'we'll keep an eye on it' thing.

Wow - what has your hubby done in an effort to have adventures?? I mostly sit on the sofa and try not to dislocate anything. Heh.

Connie's husband is something of a medical marvel. Or actually just a marvel, from all accounts. How's he doing, by the way?

We've finally reached what I call success with Liv in regards to training. It's a HUGE relief.

Getting done with potty training is great. Not fun.

What we used to do with Nate was stroke a cold wipe down his bare thigh before removing the diaper. This caused a trigger effect, he'd pee again, and we could then safely change him.

Oh sure, now I learn this trick. Filing it away for grandchildren.

Actually we have a little baby girl in the office now. One of my employees had a baby this summer and I told her she could bring the baby with her to the office. We have a playpen and high chair and so forth. It will be fine until she walks, then it gets trickier. You might say we have a casual office.