I was roaming all over the house looking for my phone. Cause, you know, I had pictures on it that I was going to use for about 5 articles.

I was muttering “where is my phone?”

Pone. Zack, the two year old very near death (because I’m about to want to kick his ass), says and hands me my dripping wet phone.

I figure, I’ll be calm what’s done is done, he’s just a baby.

Maybe it will dry out, I think. I take the battery out and leave my broken phone on the counter.

Two seconds later I walk outside and there he …read more

Brain washing, outside polygamist cults, is an underrated and legitimate method with some great applications.
Potty training would be one of them.
Call me crazy – I’m sure half of you will, but that would be no different than any other day – I’m trying to potty train my 2-year-old son.
For his second birthday we gave him the Potty Training (Baby Signs) and some big boy underwear. The kit has a “choo choo train” theme. Get it? “potty train.” I was more excited than he was.
I realize common parenting advice says not to push it and to “wait till they’re ready,” but …read more