Just Pooped Today

Like my 4 year old, my almost-2 year old is running a little slow on the verbal development. Not as in "I'm concerned there's a problem" but as in he'd rather gesture and use one-word statements and re-enactments to get his point across. He's really quite good at making himself known, most of the time.

But when I ask him how his diaper his, he pats his bottom, nods, and says, "Mom."

Mom?

What does that mean, that he says Mom when patting his diaper? At first I thought it was a much-shortened version of "It's fine, you don't need to change it, Mom."

Today, though, I realized he might just mean "Full of Poop."

That could be synonymous with Mom, to him. After all, I'm the one telling him he shouldn't need to nurse for 5 minutes, play for 5, nurse for 5, play for 2, nurse for 3, play for 6, nurse for 4, etc. all day long. I'm the one telling him he can't go outside alone, or eat chocolate for lunch. I'm sure my statements come across to him as just full of poop.

But the Grand Lunar had a different interpretation. A nicer one. Maybe "Mom" means pooped. That, too, would be true of both me and the diapers. Me more often than the diapers, really.

Like today. I'm just pooped.

The sad thing is, today isn't the day I worked hard.

That was yesterday. Yesterday I made a long list of "home recovery" from the Easter Weekend. I assigned the older children independent school work, and some of the cleaning, and all day long I kept moving on to the next thing on my list. And I got it all done. And the house looked nice.

The idiotic (full of poop!) thing is that I realize if I would just do that EVERY day, it wouldn't be so much work. Yeah, yeah, I've learned that much from the flylady. I've learned the concept. But not the practice.

I'm good at that.

Today, since the house looked fairly nice when I started, I didn't make a list, nor did I stick to my regular list. I knit a little. Worked a little. Assigned a little. I did a lot of a little, but didn't really see things to completion.

So here it is, 7:36 pm, and I'm pooped, but most of today's work is still unfinished.

Again.

You'd think I'd eventually learn, wouldn't you? But no, I'm sitting here blogging, instead of working.

Oh, but there IS good news. Dinner was good. I've posted it before, so instead of the recipe I'll just link to it. Linda's Rice and Beans.

Oh, except I see that 1.) I didn't actually follow the recipe as it was written (I never do!) and 2.) that's not what I called it there. It's the 2nd recipe down. The 2nd sister. So I'll just semi-repeat today's version, and you can go back and read the other version (especially with the first recipe for the cucumber salsa! -- which I didn't make today) if you're interested in the many variations ....

Today was even easier:

Linda's Rice and Beans

1 cup white rice
1 cup Jubilee brown rice blend -- LOVE that stuff.
4 cups water
cook together as usual until rice is cooked
mix in 1 can black beans, drained & rinsed
spread in 9x13 pan
sprinkle with
~2/3 cup shredded parmesan
1 cup shredded cheddar
heat in 300 degree oven until heated through (or 30 minutes while you pick up your child from choir)

Yum. Everyone liked it. Except Gark, who refuses to eat rice. And we had a fruit salad with it. The kind that's made just out of fruit. That was good, too. It was nice to have a relatively healthy dinner for a change. I'm looking forward to feeling better regularly enough to cook healthy for us again.

But that's a different ramble.

Right now I've got a kitchen to clean.

And laundry to finish.

And fold.

And, apparently, change a diaper that's really really mom.