Umm...Inappropriate Touching?

Our friend Christine is over at our house tonight, and Ben loves to play with her. We had to make him stop playing long enough to eat dinner.

Generally, Ben eats either chicken nuggets or macaroni and cheese for dinner. Tonight was a chicken nugget night. Of course, while he's eating, Ben wants to play with Christine, but he keeps being told he has to eat first.

After awhile, Christine and Ben are playing again, and she's trying to convince him that he needs to eat. Ben tickles her. She tickles Ben. Christine tells Ben he needs to eat. Ben picks up a chicken nugget and says, "Here, tickle my nugget."

Nice.

Fruit Loop grossness...

About 15 minutes after I get to work today, I get a call that Ben threw up at daycare. Ok, so I get someone to cover for me (as I'm supposed to be training a class, sorta...) and I go pick him up. He had a bath at daycare (home daycare) to was off all the grossness, and he's all clean and in new clothes. She tells me he threw up slimy purple, which I figure was the combo of Milk and Flintstone Vitamin he had at home.

So we got home, and Ben was all snuggly and lethargic for awhile, then he told me he wanted juice. So I give him about an ounce of juice, and it stays down, so about 20 minutes later I give him another ounce of juice and a saltine. Still down. Woohoo. We sit for a bit and he is visibly feeling better, and he tells me he wants Fruit Loops. Hmm...ok. And milk, in a cup, not on the Fruit Loops. Hmm...ok...

Needless to say, if you read the title of the post, I think you know what happened next, and I wasn't even PREPARED. No bucket, towel, trash can, anything... Fruit Loop grossness all over the carpet (and Ben - shirt, pants, hands, feet... andI actually did the reflex thing where you see something falling...and I reached out to CATCH the handfulls of grossness!!)

So after Ben's second bath of the day, he watched cartoons while I got out the carpet cleaner and cleaned the Fruit Loop vomit out of the carpet. He was actually pretty amused by it, which made me at least slightly more amused by it that I would have otherwise been. Luckily, he didn't actually feel that bad today, apart by freaking out while he threw up (which makes sense, it's a weird feeling...)...

My Wordle...

Here's my Wordle for my blog. You can make one too, at worldle.net.

What kind of special is that??

I went to the cafeteria at work this morning, and I saw the daily special...2 eggs, 2 bacon and toast for $3.00.

Ok, sounds good, and I order the "special."

Then, as I often do, I start thinking...2 eggs are $1.00...2 bacon are $1.00...toast is $0.50...hmmm...
So, the $3.00 "special" would only be $2.50 if I bought it on any other day. While this is "special," it's not actually the type of special I was looking for.

As I pay for breakfast, I tell the cashier (who I know and love) that I don't want the special - I'd rather pay for what I actually bought as if it's a la carte...at which point, adding it up, she also realizes the special conundrum. I'm like...is this an extra fee for people who don't do the math? I told her to keep track of how many people (if any) notice and mention it to her...just because I'm curious to see if anyone else even notices...

Apparently, today is the "extra fee for people who don't do the math special..."

Sneezes do what?

Since Ben is potty training, I often have him sit on the potty and "try" to go, just in case he needs to. Sometimes he goes and sometimes he doesn't. The other day, right after we woke up, I told him to go potty, and he told me he didn't want to (he DIDN'T say that he didn't NEED to go, just that he didn't want to...stinker...)

Anyway, I told him to try anyway, so he sat on the potty for about 4 seconds and said, "Maybe next time." I convinced him to stay for another few seconds, and he sneezed, so of course, I said "Bless you."

As he started to pee, he looked up at me with surprise on his face and said, "Mama!! Bless yous make pee-pee!!"

Nice.

The Idiot Fee

Thank you to the nice guy at the hospital parking garage who didn't make me pay the idiot fee, since I took the ticket to get validated and walked past the place to get it validated at least 4 times while thinking "I'll get them to stamp it next time..."

Ben's Joke

If I had a prize, I'd give it to anyone who can tell me what Ben is saying!! (Ok, so *I* know what he's saying, but do you? I'll reveal the answer soon...)