I’m back home again and I have all these things I’d like to talk about, like how fantastically great it was to see the kids (and then how instantly overwhelming and tiring it was, like being suddenly dropped back into the middle of some sort of triathlon-in-progress); how I’ll be daydreaming for weeks about the fries at Hotel Utah; how I’m mulling over the fact that all my female coworkers got hit on at Macworld but I didn’t, like not even a single solitary appreciative glance, much less an awkward proposition, and what the hell, have I . . . have I lost my geek appeal?; how surprisingly luxurious a first-class seat on Virgin Airlines is, so nice I actually sort of wished the flight was a bit longer just so I could more thoroughly enjoy all that leg room; and how after that freak snowfall Seattle is now in the midst of some sort of epic, disastrous flooding and it makes a person wonder what’s next, swarm of locusts or hail of toads or WHAT — but the thing that’s first and foremost on my mind is this: Riley has pooped on the toilet two days in a row now, once last night basically under Mom’s-not-here-to-save-you duress from his father and once tonight on his own with a grin on his face. Tomorrow? I’m throwing him a Poop Party, complete with cake (chocolate, natch) and ice cream and many rousing performances of Happy PoopDay to You, and boy oh boy, the thought that we might possibly be seeing the beginning of a new stage of life where only ONE kid routinely dumps in his pants makes me so giddy I can hardly stand it.

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60 Responses to “Kids in the pool”

  1. Stacy on January 9th, 2009 2:35 pm

    And as part of the All Things Male user guide, he’ll celebrate The Ritual of The Crap for the rest of his life. :)

  2. andrea on January 9th, 2009 4:05 pm

    Congrats Riley! We have been having an extended poop party around here the past week. Ours had included lots of cheering and singing and then ceremoniously carrying the potty full of poop through the house to show everyone before gathering around for the flushing. Fun to be had by all.

  3. Amy on January 9th, 2009 4:51 pm

    A poop day party!!!!!!!! You are such an awesome mom. And don’t worry….the geeks were probably just in awe of your new fabulous bod. They KNEW you were way out of their league!

  4. Tammy on January 9th, 2009 4:52 pm

    Dude..seriously, like some guy is gonna push up his glasses, tuck away his pocket protector and hit on you? One look at the lean muscular bod, self confidence and damn cool tattoo and he’d know he was out of his depth. It’s self preservation… geek style.
    I love coming home to my brood after a business trip…but not nearly as much as I love going away on one.
    And YAY Riley!

  5. CA on January 9th, 2009 5:36 pm

    I have *always* thought you were hot, so don’t take this the wrong way for your past self. But now with your sick, sick, awesomely fit bod, they now REALLY know you are out of their league…so they don’t even try.

    I know geeks. Trust me.

  6. LLL on January 9th, 2009 5:41 pm

    Happy Poop Day! I am waiting for that blessed day to arrive at our house.

    BTW: you may have lost your geek appeal, have you not looked at pictures of your supertoned, awesome body?! Hello-not very geekish! :)

  7. Shelley on January 9th, 2009 7:44 pm

    HAPPY POOP DAY RILEY!!!!!

  8. veralynn on January 9th, 2009 10:21 pm

    Man, nobody makes *me* a cake when I poop in the potty. Shucks!!

  9. Jen on January 9th, 2009 11:22 pm

    YAY for pooping! :)

  10. Sarah on January 10th, 2009 8:23 am

    Oh yay!!! We’re in the midst of poopy/potty central here with my irish twins…it’s chaotic, but so exciting when they succeed!! Yay for you! To have all kids diaper free finally will be my extreme joy.

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