A few people have asked for updates on the "thing" with the farmer. Well, I'm happy to say that "things" couldn't be better! We've had a rocky month but we're back on track. I won't go into details about what happened, so let's just say that there were forces working against us and we almost let them win.
OK, back to the question at hand...am I cut out to be a farmers wife? The answer...NO!! First and foremost, farming is hard work and my farmer is in a situation where the milking herd is to big to handle for one person, but not big enough to pay for a second person. Because of this, my farmer ends up working about 14 hour days - 7 days a week - 365 days a year. As you can imagine, this doesn't leave much time for a relationship or any kind of social life. So, what do we do about this? We sell the cows of course! Yes, you heard me right...he's selling the cows. Is he doing this for me/us? No...he decided to do it during our break-up. He was actually planning on selling them and moving about 500 miles away! Second reason I can't be a dairy farmers wife? I really don't enjoy the barn work. I'd much prefer to have my cushy office job and work my 40 hours a week thank you very much!
Anyway, we started talking one night and realized how much we mean to each other...and he started telling me how he wants to sell the cows...and get a regular job...and he wants to buy us a house...and get married...and be Super O's dad...and have babies...and all that mushy stuff!!
We decided to give it another chance and these last two weeks have been some of the happiest in my whole life! He's warm and loving and caring and strong and cute and...well...I feel like we were meant to be together!
OK...how many of you are gagging now? I'm not usually a mushy, girlie, lovey dovey kind of person, but something about that farmer of mine brings it out!
Know anyone who wants to buy a herd of Jerseys? Cuz I know where you can find some...
But right now, her absolute FAVORITE thing to watch on TV is Peep and the Big Wide World (Ready, Set, Learn on TLC)...otherwise known as "Peep". The show is set in and around a pond, a bush, and a tin can, and follows a newly hatched chicken named Peep, and his friends Chirp and Quack (a robin and a duck), on their daily adventures. One of my favorite parts is that it's narrated by Joan Cusack. I just love Quack because he knows everything and makes sure everyone knows it!
I've been recording Peep for Super O because it comes on just as we're leaving in the morning. As soon as we get home, or sometimes even before we get there, she's asking "Peep?". And my answer is always the same "Yes O, you can watch Peep in a little while". Now that she knows it's on tape, she wants to watch ALL THE TIME!! I guess it could be worse...she could want to watch Spongebob.
So, what do your kids watch?
When I picked her up from daycare that day, I found out that she peed in her pants standing in the bathroom. Not an accident, a deliberate act of "I am not peeing in the toilet". So, what did I do? I took Bear. Super O was very irate that I had actually done this, but it was what I said would happen if she didn't go in the toilet. Bear rode home in the front seat with me and went on the shelf in my bedroom when we got home. Super O was beside herself with grief. I told her if she made pee-pee on the potty, she could have Bear back. Well, she decided it was worth a try. Afterall, Bear is her best friend and she'd do anything for him. She went in the bathroom and sat there for about 5 minutes. I think she was ready to give up when it happened...tinkle in the toilet!! She was so happy when she was reunited with her long, lost friend a few minutes later!! It was a tear jerking moment for all involved.
That was last Thursday. Since then, we've had one accident (on Friday) and it was really an accident. She was busy playing, realized she had to go, ran to the bathroom and couldn't get her pants down fast enough. She looked at me when she realized what had happened and said "No Bear" with a very sad look. I told her that I wouldn't take Bear away because it was an accident. She tried to go and didn't make it. She was so relieved!! Since that time, she's been dry day and night. We still do pull-ups for naps and nighttime, but she wakes up dry. I think I'll get a mattress protector next week and try her in panties overnight. It's about time, but she finally did it! I'm so proud of my little girl!
On a side note, things are back on with the farmer. We've been talking all week and he's made some positive changes in his life. We're totally in love and have decided to try to make it work. We both made mistakes, we've learned from them and hopefully we can move forward from here. I'll keep everyone posted on our progress.
The other night Super O was being silly and showing me her tummy. I reached out to tickle her and she got all serious on me, pointed to her stomach and said "Baby". I was a little confused, so I asked her "Do you have a baby in your tummy?". Of course, she said "Yes". Now you can imagine how funny this was. Here is my little 4yr old daughter trying to tell me she has a baby in her tummy. At first I couldn't figure out why she would think that, then it hit me...Super O's favorite teacher is having a baby in June. She's a small woman with a little round tummy...just like Super O's tummy. She thinks she has a baby in there because her teacher has one!!! I tried to explain that there's no baby in her tummy because she's just a little girl, but she won't have any of that! She insists there's a baby in there. I can tell by the look on her face that she knows there's no baby, but she likes to pretend so I figure I'll just go along with it. What harm can it really do? I'd just like to know who the father is ;)