80's Dance Party

Today is a day off of running. Yesterday's 2-mile was slooooow (28:48). I was tired. I'm interested to see how tomorrow's 3-mile goes.

Ack. Could I be any more boring? Newp!

AB is doing really well with potty training. No accidents in forever. She is taking advantage of the "I have to peepee!" call at night, so I told her the fable about the little boy who cried wolf. She was unimpressed. One night she pushed every button I had and spent about 10 minutes on the potty while producing nothing. Total false alarm. I made the comment that if she has to pee she should do it in her diaper.

Next morning she peed in her diaper and it leaked onto her panties and jammies. She told R first thing that "Mommy told me I should peepee in my diaper." Wow. Did I feel like a total ass or what? File that away in the "guilt file," for later perusal.

Playdate tonight. Meeting a bud for coffee tomorrow after the 3-mile. Date night tomorrow. Sunday - 2 miles and unknown after that. Likely watching AB while R does whatever he wants since he'll be with her while I lunch and run and (maybe) squeeze in a pedicure. Oho my life is terrible.

All right. Move along. Have a great weekend. What are you doing?

But first: read this. OMG!!!