Zoo Trip!

Not sure if most people know about my weird but very real fear of monkeys, especially after I saw this on boingboing:

But I had Isaac for the weekend and I wanted to really wear him out so I decided to just take my chances that the Sacramento Zoo didn't have any hairless chimpanzees.  I don't know what Sacramento does to their animals, but I am convinced they are either high or just stuffed.  The animals were either invisible or they were asleep.  Half the time we were just telling the kids that there was something cool in this cage, we promise!  But they didn't seem to mind and we did get some cute pics:

(Showing us their best tiger face- not sure what Isaac is showing us)

Weekend with Bubba!

Briana went to Vegas for the weekend so I volunteered to take care of Isaac for a few nights.  Taking care of a kid straight, not just baby-sitting for a few hours, was completely different!  Here are a few things I learned:

1.  You will never ever ever get to sleep in again.  When the kid wakes up, they want you to wake up too.  Just putting Sponge Bob on (which apparently isn't a mom approved TV show, who knew?) while I tried to fall back asleep was very unsuccessful.  

2. You have to be careful about the things you say and watch on TV around kids.  This I learned after I heard Isaac say, "What the heck!", and after he was watching Lost with me he asked if that guy's arm that was just ripped off was real.  Oops!

3. Don't even try and feed them chicken that is not in the shape of dinosaurs or mac n' cheese not from the blue box. 

4. When they say they have to go to the bathroom, they mean NOW!

5. Church is completely pointless.  I spent the entire time trying to entertain him, reminding him what it means to whisper, or telling him to stop tossing goldfish crackers at the people in front of us.  

6.  Say goodbye to freedom.  I went out Saturday night, I had to find someone to watch him, and then I actually felt guilty all night for leaving him.  

This was really the best birth control in the world.  Every teenage girl should just babysit for a weekend, problem solved!  As much as I love my Bubba, I don't think I'm going to complain (well let's be realistic, won't complain as much) the next time I have to stay up until 5:30am studying.  

My Brother's a Whore

Oh what Logan will do for money.  I guess when boys are bored the possibilities are endless. Logan while trying to find a midnight snack came across this little gem:

For anyone who doesn't know what "Potted Meat" is, which I assume is everyone, here's a little definition:  "Mechanically separated chicken, beef tripe, partially defatted cooked beef fatty tissue, beef hearts, water, partially defatted cooked pork fatty tissue, salt, and less than 2 percent: mustard, natural flavorings, dried garlic, dextrose, sodium erythorbate, and sodium nitrite".  Who wouldn't want to eat something that has mechanically separated chicken and beef tripe? (which fyi is the stomach) But seeing as it is almost midnight and was desperately trying to procrastinate my homework for a few more minutes, I threw in $4 bucks to see him do it, Taylor threw in $2, and mom threw in another $4.  As soon as he pulled back that tin lid, it brought me right back to the days of running out to garage to open up a nice juicy can of cat food for Rajah.  The consistency is also quite unexpected.  It's like if you were to put all the ingredients in a blender first and then whip it until it's light and airy.  

Laughing before First Bite:

Definitely not laughing and if you look closely you can see tears welling up:

I don't blame Logan for almost crying and and even commend him for keeping it down.  I took about 1/257th' of a bite and thought I was going to hurl so although the can looks small it was more potted meat than any human should ever have to eat.