And so it... was.

 The Potty-Training experience in this house has been - quite a challenge.  Okay?  I’ll be nice this morning.  It’s pretty early.

And - “ It’s “ awake.  I have to keep one eye moving sideways and all around - like a radar - spy cam - a “ Go “ sensor.  Ya’ know ?

Not to even mention the fact that she’s already got me in “ Shhhh ! “ mode.

The men in this house are sleeping in this morning!  Yeah - the two-legged one came home with a six-pack of Bud Light after work - yesterday evening.  Said he just -  “ wanted a long neck ! “

I ain’t even goin’ there.

It was during his explanation for reasoning that he discovered a disappointment - even yet.  The bottles were plastic.  I decided it was time to change the subject.

“ So - what’s the other stuff ? “

He pulls one out of the bag.  “ See - for you.  Bahama Mamas ! “

Apparently - he’s under the impression that I also have rough days when - he has " one of those " days.  I know he absorbs the information properly when he comes home and finds out I’ve had " those " days - without him. I just wonder if he understands how lucky he is to have a woman like me.

Because these - are leftovers - from a few other - " those kind " of  days.