last night...early thismorning

Last night my power went out and my father in law told me tonight that it went out for a few hours. I only know it went out because my phone beeps when you plug it into the wall and I heard it beep and then I heard it beep what seemed like 15 minutes later to let me know that power was going back to it again. At about 4:30am, I heard what sounded like a key going into my front door. I quickly texted Mike and asked him if he was home already. He instantly called me and said, "uh no babe I am at work." I said it sounded like someone just tried to put a key in the front door. Mike told me, "my gun is under my side of the bed by the wall." So I grabbed the gun, I am shaking like a leaf, there's no way I can flipping operate this thing. So I go through the house turning on every light along the way. I'm still talking to Mike. I look like I know what I am doing with this gun, but in my head I am saying," please don't let there be anyone in this house and if there is please let the sight of the gun scare them cause I would probably only beat them with it if there is someone in this house." Now the whole time I am searching, I am creaking all through the house. My floor creeks. There is no way you can sneak in when we are sleeping. I can leave the door open and first of all my dogs would bark second of all the steps are hollow so they echo when you step. and third if you do manage to get up the stairs without me hearing you, unless you know where to step in here and only me and Mike know where to avoid the creakiest creeks, I am going to hear you.

Now of course I wasn't thinking any of these things when I was searching the house. So I decide to check downstairs. Not only is it dark down there but there was towels that Mike threw down there at the bottom of the steps so anyone trying to sneak in would probably slip on them and bust their ass. So I didn't check every room downstairs. The dogs never did bark so I should have called off the search before I got started but I was scared. So I went back to bed. I turned on the tv and listened to George Lopez on Nickelodeon. I love that show. Pretty soon it was time to wake up and start the day.

Turns out, since the dogs sleep in a cage and the bottom of the cage is plastic, I have come to the conclusion that, it was one of the dogs that scraped their nails on the plastic and it made a sound like a key going into the lock. It's not all that crazy of an idea. Their room is right by the front door just downstairs. I hate being alone at night!

On another note:

Brandon is doing really good with potty training. He even got something really sweet wrote on his paper yesterday. It said "Brandon is doing really well on the potty!" I was soo happy. I tried to get him to go on the potty last night but he wasn't game. He didn't want to wear a "baby diaper" either though. So I let him go without for a little while. He was looking out the window for "paw paw" and peed on the wall. I got mad at him and told him to go sit on the potty. He told me yesterday while I was changing his morning diaper, "no touch my wiener" Where the hell did that come from? I was cleaning him up cause he had peed through his diaper. He's silly.

So tonight he had stamps again, (reward for going potty in school) on both hands. So I got excited and told him how proud I was of him. As I was changing him into his jamies, I asked him if he wanted to go pee pee on the potty. He said yes. Went in there and peed. I stared getting excited and singing and dancing. He liked that and started laughing and wanted me to sing and dance more. I said I can only do it when you go pee pee on the potty chair. Sooooo maybe this will be motivation!!! Momma making an ass of herself. Ah well, if it works I'll try it!!