smoked o's

My dad likes smoked oysters. He likes to get people to try them. I think he tried to get every boyfriend of mine to test them out. I don't think he really knew what he was doing promoting his daughters promiscuity and all. Oysters are an aphrodisiac after all. I think only one of my boyfriends actually liked them....the one they needed to worry most about. Morgan will eat one every now and then, but then again, he knows he's not getting any action with or without the oysters. Poor boy. Don't they make a Viagra for women? Anyway, I'm not here to talk about my low libido, I'm here to talk about Smoked Oysters...or as my dad would say...Smoked O's.

Now, I'm not a complete lover of this tiny slimy creature, but if you smother them in hot sauce, I can slam down a couple. But this is where Gwen comes in. My crazy, out of control little girl. She isn't afraid of food. She'll pretty much eat anything (remember the booger eating post, and the ant eating post?). She loves carrots, green beans, salad, mushrooms from my parents yard, berries from the bushes in our front yard (I'm sure they're poisonous) and anything that most 2 year olds wouldn't touch. And she loves herself a delicious smoked o. She'd eat the whole can if we let her. Really? Where did this girl come from? As proof I've included photos of her latest encounter with a can of smoked oysters. There are probably 9 of those suckers in a can...filled with cottonseed oil by the way. She probably ate 4 of them. She eats them without the hot sauce and cracker. Really, she's weird.

What weird things do your kids eat?

photos

at the park

swinging - Gwen would swing all day long is we let her.

In the canyon...Gwen wasn't happy we made her stop

throwing rocks in the river to take this photo.

Finger painting in the new mudded walls

swimming

more swimming

Dog sitting Maisy. Poor dog got tormented the whole time she was here.

big girl panties

Does anyone besides me hate the word panties? Just wondering. I've been using the word panties way too much lately, but at least it's combined with the words "big girl." Yup, it's potty training time. So much fun! Who doesn't think sopping up pee from the carpet, and washing poop out of panties isn't fun? Because I can't get enough of it. 

No, really, Gwen caught on quite quickly. There really was only one day of accidents. Now she very seldom has an accident...although pooping took 2 days. Today she actually pooped in her potty instead of her panties. We are so proud, and you all are so interested in hearing about Gwen's pooping habits. Oh, it's fun. Real fun. No diapers anymore though. I will no longer be contributing to the millions of diapers in the landfills....for now at least.

hey, what's that?

This is Gwen discovering that her cousin Owen has different "parts" than her. She was quite interested, and wanted to investigate. Owen just kept running away from her covering up his secret parts.

Swimming time

....and more swimming.

This isn't much, but it's something right. Someday I'll get around to posting something super interesting and entertaining. Until then, enjoy the craziness of Gwen.