G, the toddler I watch on Fridays, throws an absolute tantrum every time I have to change his diaper, I keep telling him that that means he should use the potty, but he isn't buying it.
Simon ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Does Miralax have a flavor?
Miralax has enough of a flavor that you don't want to put it in plain water, but when put in another flavored beverage is undetectable - I have used it myself in everything from Crystal Lite pink lemonade to hot chocolate.
Miralax has enough of a flavor that you don't want to put it in plain water, but when put in another flavored beverage is undetectable
Thanks. Sneaking it into a morning glass of milk should be pretty easy then. (I bristle at the Sneaky Chef method of getting kids to eat vegetables, but am totally willing to secretly drug my child into pooping. Big fat hypocrite, or just practical? Discuss.)
And thanks for the advice & moral support! I suppose it's comforting to know that Freud didn't just pull the notion of an "anal retentive" phase out of his, er, well, you know.
practical. again, been there. in many awful, public (mall, pottery barn kid's bathroom thank you very much - if we couldn't afford you, at least we could entertain you) ways.
Pragmatism over principle is not a bad thing, Jess.
Peoples from my past are suddenly trying to Friend me on Facebook. These are people whose lives I have been interested in in the same way I'm interested in train wrecks and plagues. I'm not at all certain I want them to find me.
In other friend annoyances, I was supposed to go to brunch with a friend who is currently phoneless. After a drive that was quite annoying because I was unaware that the route I chose was also the route of the Athens-Atlanta Road Skate, I get to his apartment and wait for him, until finally his roommate tells me he's not feeling well. I therefore stopped at Bloodbath and Beyond and spent money. Then I drove out to see my cousin, and he fell asleep five minutes after I got there. I hung around for about an hour, but he couldn't seem to stay awake.
So, aside from an excellent buy on sheets, it was a wasted day, redeemed only by the Braves and Giants.
Well, I edited my post. It turns out, from where I live now, the drive is considerably shorter than back in the days when we were taking siblings to college.
So, not crazy about the drive, but 2 hours is better than the 3-4 one way that I remember. I won't enjoy it, but I think I can do it.
(I bristle at the Sneaky Chef method of getting kids to eat vegetables, but am totally willing to secretly drug my child into pooping. Big fat hypocrite, or just practical? Discuss.)
I figure, you want him to be eating veggies when he's a teenager, probably not so keen that he develops a habit of self-medicating. Entirely reasonable distinction!
My current fb friend issue is people who do not know me at all but are fans of the musicians I know. Which is weird and stalkery and they will be disappointed with the amount of time I spend with said musicians. But they are also potential donors. I have a decent percentage of craxy fans on my mailing list already. I dunno. Filters, I guess, but I don`t really trust facebook to honor my security protocols.