Tahitian Vanilla....

With our weekend trip to Kansas City to hang out with Mimi and Papa Pickering, our potty training success was derailed. Quite frankly running around someone else's house naked from the waist down made me a little uncomfortable. No silly, I wasn't running around my inlaws house naked from the waist down, Kal was - or would have if I would have allowed it. For some reason the only way we have success with our potty training efforts is if he is naked from the waist down. If I put a diaper, underwear, pullup, ANYTHING against his "pean" (think bean but with a "p") he just pees on it. Just a thought for those out there with more experience at this than i have (which is NONE!).... 1. Is he ready to potty train?! 2.Does potty training some kids just require this alternative method?! Hmmm.... anyway, we're back in the business of bodily functions learning which made our trip to walmart this morning all the more interesting.

Because I have recently (as in this morning) begun a weight loss challenge with my mom, Koko, and Kiki (aka my sister and brother) I needed to get a scale- believe it or not, I haven't owned one in more than 6 years. I chose to ignore the ebs and flows of my weight loss after I successfully fit into my wedding dress. There have been some ebs but I am currently trapped in an ongoing, bigger by the day, FLOW! So, my sister and I decided to do this weight loss challenge to keep ourselves, and each other, MOTIVATED! Therefore, I set out on a journey to walmart with the following items on my list: scale, card for Kiki's birthday, and a card/gift card for my nephew Ryan's birthday. We got to the store and I spent 15 minutes trying to locate the scales (which by the way are in the hardware section) or a sales associate who would point me in the right direction. With no success, I made a pit stop in the card aisle. Now, I know that its not normal to park your buggy and sit down on the floor to read, laugh at, re-read, and finally choose your card but due to my current FLOW i'm exhausted (all the time!). So, I took my place on the floor and began to read cards. Kalvin, meanwhile, was running up and down the aisle. I noticed that he kept looking over his shoulder at his bottom and that people walking by us couldn't help but pull a "sour face". Unfortunately, they were looking at me and shaking their heads. I couldn't understand what the faces were about until Kalvin came and stood by me.... then I knew. He had taken a VERY stinky, musty smelling poop in his pants! I can't believe that people thought that I was responsible for the smell that he was so depserately trying to escape by running away from it! With watering eyes, it really was that bad, I grabbed my wallet and headed across the aisle to the air fresheners (I know, quick thinking right?!) With only one thing checked off of my list and nothing to clean him up with, I wasn't about to leave the store- especially without my scale!- so I hosed his shorts down with Tahitian Vanilla Room Deodorizer. Believe it or not, this really did help! I quickly returned to my cart in the card aisle grabbed the second card that I needed and found a store associate at the paint counter. Much to my relief, as the smell was beginning to seep through again, the scales are located in hardware- just 2 aisles from where we were. So, I got my scale and headed for the checkout counter. I honestly don't know which was worse, the smell of his undesirable load or the smell of that musty, stagnant poop competing with the smell of tahitian vanilla (what is this kid eating anyway?!) Sales Associate Barb couldn't get us through her checkout lane fast enough (and she didn't even attempt to hide her disgust). Needless to say, there was no small talk with Barb - and there was no one waiting in line behind us either (not the typical walmart experience). Moral of the story? Well, I don't think there is one. Just know, in a dire emergency room deodorizer will do the trick but if you wait more than 5 minutes you will pay for it dearly!