Thanks to my new summers-off-schedule, I was able to head to a bar in the burbs Thursday night for a free concert by Vanilla Ice. Yes...Vanilla Ice. I started the night without a ticket to get upstairs and ended in the VIP section dancing on stage with The Ice. I'm pretty sure the other girls were all 18-21 but yes, me... the Mom with a 3-year-old rockin; my new white Old Navy beach pants was totally one of them.
See the girls?? Yeah totally not me. But I was right there.
And see the creepy clown to the left of Ice?? There were two of them (both creepy as hell), and they splashed bottles of water on everyone. Oh yes, this is totally my normal Thursday night.
I honestly don't know any of his other songs besides Ice Ice Baby, and I'm sure he knew that was the general consensus since that song lasted at least 10 minutes. But I danced my little heart out. I was quite proud to represent my dorky dance moves and I had both V. Ice and some of the crowd doing one of my favorites. You know...the cat eyes one from Pulp Fiction. Yes, he totally did it and probably said to himself, WTF?!?!?
I also had to add in a few surfer moves on stage and then back on the dance floor. It only makes sense in my mind, but yes, I look just about like this girl surfin' it out on the floor. And for your future par-tay nights- if you are at a crowded dance floor it is by far the best way to give your group some space and keep the creepers off. That or I totally smelled. Either one, we had plenty of room to shake our groove thang.
I can't take credit for this...in fact, you must go read, "If You Ask Me...", but it is quite hilarious that she pointed out how much Ryan looks like Seneca Crane from Hunger Games. Ha!
My favorite line of the night was when he begged the camera guys to edit the clips to show his "true self" and not make him look like an ass.
To late Ryan. Too late.
I feel pretty confident in saying that "Operation Potty-Train-in-One-Day" was a huge success. Not only was Mr. T fantastic in public places just after our rigorous attempt to eliminate those diapers, but he is now sucessful through the night!! That is correct my friends. My little man is officially Potty Trained.
In fact, I don't think we have had any accidents in public. Just a couple the week or so after Operation Potty-Train-in-One-Day around the house. It is also a one man show as far as him getting underwear off, going potty, underwear back on, and washing hands. I hardly need to go in there. Pretty darn good, I must say.
However, I say this with hesitation as I'm sure it will jinx a huge accident tonight. Because let me tell you...Mr. T LOVES to eat. Seriously. I don't think 20 minutes go by without him asking for something to snack on. I am just crossing my fingers that grandparents do not cave to his cute requests. I am pretty sure we all know that the kiddo gets exactly what he wants!
Mr. T is also pretty particular with his Potty Habits. He now quickly asks, "Can you please shut the door and give me some privacy?" Yes Sir!! Everyone likes a little privacy when their are doing their business. I just laugh that he already requires it. We also will forever laugh (to ourselves of course...don't want to encourage this when the kid is at school!!) when he looks down and says, "I Love You Penis." Isn't that just what every man wishes he could verbally say each and every day??? Perhaps it is something that they whisper. Either way ladies, we shall never know.
The next hurdle to get over I believe....Operation Teach-This-Kid-to-Wipe-His-Own-Ass. I don't think there needs to be any explanation with that one. But I will tell you, I will celebrate like the best of them when this has been accomplished.
In January, I was on a roll with doulbe yolk eggs. It was just one after another and I felt like it was something lucky coming my way. I even bought lotto tickets and was slightly disappointed when nothing happened right away. However, now that it is June, I realized that luck was pretty darn good to me!! I finished up my student teaching with two job offers!! And the second is at my DREAM SCHOOL. Seriously...the place where I want to teach for my career.
As me and my dearest E say...the stars are aligning.
This morning I cracked open yet another double yolk. Not sure what this one will bring, but I am certain it is something fabulous!!!
Even though my still-wishing-to-be-my-BFF is no longer in Denver, I still love seeing jokes, news, and parodies about him. I'm still hoping that maybe Tebow just needs to come back to the Mile High City for some fresh Mt air and maybe even hit up our neighborhood pool. Too much?? I know. But a girl can daydream.
Btw....Gator Guy hates this original song. And has Mr. T trained to recognize that it is "the bad song". I like it. And I especially love this viral video of these two kiddos.