Thank you Sam.

My blogging is sporadic. I know, but mostly it's because I do not get on a computer at work anymore. Not once, the entire day. When I get home in the evenings, I like to spend time with this guy I know :) so... basically moral of the story is I haven't checked my e-mail in 4 days. Ooops!

However, I couldn't pass this one up.

I am now working as a teacher at a day school/learning center/fancy schmancy day care center - whatever you call it where you are. It's younger age kids, but set up in a classroom, with a curriculum, and lesson plans, and circle time too. Ya know, that sort of thing. Anyway... today is about Sam. You see, Sam is getting ready to move up to the "big boy room" (3 year old class) soon. But the trick is that before he can move up, he has to go two weeks accident free. Yes, we are in the potty training stage my friends. So it was no surprise when during center time, Mr. Sam walks past me....

Scene: classroom. Young blonde, two year old boy who resembles Spanky from the little rascals.

Sam: drops toys and stiffens his hands by his sides "Ms. KJ!! I need to poop! THE POOP! It's coming out of my butt!!"

Me: looks down at Sam "Then go! Hurry buddy!"

We then run to the bathroom where he promptly pulls down his pants and goes poo-poo in the potty! Whoo hooo Sam!!

And guess what else? No accidents today. :)