Bananas, Resse Cups and Beer

The above-mentioned things were my dinner on Tuesday night. I didn't cook dinner and I wasn't that hungry...so why not have Reese cups and High Life Light for dinner?? The banana was an afterthought as I knew I needed to eat healthier. But sometimes you just gotta live, right? Right.

So you can imagine the war that was being waged in my stomach on Wednesday morning. When you eat Reese cups and drink High Life for dinner your stomach knows...and it rebels. So Wednesday morning I had somewhat of a bathroom emergency before work. Jayna and I were there, so I had to leave the door open. I don't normally care about this, but I was in pain people. I needed to be alone.

Everytime the bathroom door is open and the light is on, Jayna thinks it's bathtime. Naturally she came crawling in the bathroom while I was...um...having an episode. She stood up directly in front of me and just...stood there and stared at me. Uncomfortable? You bet. She then proceeded to hold onto my knees to support herself. Even more uncomfortable? Uh huh.

I gently sat her down on the rug and attempted to distract her with a bath toy. She plays with this toy often and was not distracted by it mostly because she wasn't IN the bath. My bright pink shower cap was lying on the counter. "That will keep her busy for atleast 2 minutes. And then she'll leave me alone and play nicely on the rug." Sure she will. She put the cap on her head and laughed. I praised her for knowing what to do with it. And I then began to remember things about babies and them not being able to breathe and stuff when things are over their faces. I decided to take it away. I held out my hand like I ALWAYS do and said, "Give to mommy, Jayna." This is the first time to date that she did NOT give me what I was asking for. She promptly turned away and crawled out of the bathroom.

I was nervous...which made the episode even more difficult. I was trying to hurry when I suddenly heard incessant laughter coming from the living room. This was belly laughter. Not just ha ha funny. This was hilarious laughter. "Oh shit. What is she doing to the dog now?" I just knew that she had given up on the shower cap and had resorted to pestering Ollie. That's just what she does...and he lets her. After I washed my hands, I came out of the bathroom to find this...

This dog runs away when you try to put his collar on him. He barely lets people pet him most of the time. But my kid, the Oliver Whisperer, can put a bright pink shower cap on him and he doesn't even raise his head. I think it's safe to say she has him trained.