Evan's Ice Cream Shoppe

Eirik and I have big dreams for our kids someday. We don't care if they're doctors or lawyers, but we would love them to be entrepreneurs!

I took the kids to the park the other day. There is a bench with a window. Evan sat on the bench and decided he would open up his own business called, "Evan's Ice Cream Shoppe." He told his little brother Eithan that he was supposed to get the customers. Three-year-old Eithan went around to all of the kids at the park and said, "You've got to get some ice cream at Evan's Ice Cream Shoppe."
Evan then told the kids that the ice cream was $10 each. That's my boy, way to put a premium on your product! When Eithan tried to help sell ice cream, Evan said, "No, Eithan. You get the customers!" When it was time to go, Evan found a girl to "work" at the shoppe. "I've got a helper, we can go now," he said.

I had to immediately call Eirik. I knew he would be so proud of his boys. As parents, we thought about Evan running the operations and Eithan in charge of sales with a real business of their own someday. We can only hope that they are entrepreneurial-minded and never rely on someone else's business for their livelihood.

Das Pukenshit Haus

There are many days in my life since becoming a mom that I felt like I was living in Das Pukenshit Haus. Today was one of those days! My mom babysat last night and slept over. It was a wonderful Sunday morning, and a rare day where I got to sleep in late as Nana got up with the baby. I lazily strolled downstairs to learn that the baby had diarrhea and she was giving her a bottle of water. Whew, I got out of this one! That is until six hours later when I found the diarrhea diaper still sitting on the changing table, breathing in the open air. Gotta love that smell! Then I noticed my cat, who has a strange fixation with eating balloon strings, had regurgitated it and was eating the leftovers as a snack! Top that off with my three-year-old, who seems to have forgotten show to do number two on the potty. The evening ended with his second bath of the day, thankfully from his very wonderful dad, who did his best to remove the poop that was all over his third change of clothes. Yes, it's glamorous being the Supermom in Das Pukenshit Haus!