I must be a crazy person. Eleven kids at a birthday party. Holy Crack Smoker. How did I NOT know the only possible outcome could be a complete and total meltdown? The whole thing was … uh … a little overwhelming. Oh yeah, for MP too.

As of a few days ago, instead of emulating her mommy with a little ‘Newman’ (my Seinfeld swear word sub, which, coming out of a preschooler is Comedy Central) MP has decided she wants to say ‘Human’ instead. I cannnot tell you how it lightens my day (I’m thinking about it right now) to visualize her playing cards, flipping over Old Maid, shaking her fist and muttering, “HUUman!” It’s actually what prompted me to log on and blog in the middle of my workday. So, to ensure I’m still gainfully employed in the morning, I’ll be brief ….

Broccoli in the bath water Noodles and hamburger too Take more than an hour to eat your dinner, And it will go with you. You say you're full I know you're not You'll be up in an hour, it's true Begging and pleading and shedding those tears all for a cracker or two. So into the tub Into the tub Into the tub with you. You'll finish your dinner And stay in your seat Sure as the sky is blue. Don't worry if your veggies get wet I promise it won't hurt you Honestly, it's not a big deal Remember your mouth is wet too.

... After much wine, cheese, sushi (not for me thank you), and even a few bottles of Dom (uh, not FROM me, thank you), the music got louder, and before I knew it, yours truly was belting out Should I Stay or Should I Go … into a mic. In the livingroom. The Clash never sounded so … dog howlingly bad. But SO barkin’ fun. It wasn’t long before things progressed to one of those side-splitting, pee-your-pants, hysterically memorable nights... Full Post: http://mommypie.wordpress.com/2008/02/25/the-secret-life-of-parents/