Took Gideon to Target to select a notebook for Speech Camp (starts tomorrow!). Our first "school supply" shopping trip. I was pushing him towards the frog notebook, but he was quite adamant on getting a Keith Kimberlin kitten notebook. Grey and white long-haired kittens with violet eyes.

The heart knows what the heart wants, I guess.

Then we had an argument over which brand of pull-ups to buy. In case you don't know, pull-ups are glorified diapers that are supposed to bridge the gap between regular diapers and underpants. I mostly buy them because the largest regular diapers are becoming too small (Gideon's very tall, like his 6'8 daddy). He was in cloth diapers until 2 1/2 when he became too big for those. They say kids who wear cloth diapers potty train faster. That was not our experience. Anyhow, we were standing in the aisle arguing because I buy the cheaper Target pull-ups which have a perfectly good pirate on them. But Gideon wanted the Huggies brand with Go Diego Go. I told him I wasn't going designer for pooping. I got to draw the line somewhere, right? Also, Chris has some objection to Go Diego Go and I'd rather avoid that whole "Why the hell did you buy Go Diego Go diapers?" confrontation. Parenting is so political.

Gideon then argued for the Pampers brand so I distracted him while I tossed in the generic brand into the cart. For someone smart enough to understand the nuances of diaper branding, you'd think he'd be smart enough to realize the benefits of going in the pot.

But no, he doesn't so now I'm doing something I swore I'd never do. Bribery. Candy bribery. I call it "potty candy." Seriously. While cleaning out the pantry last month I found some bags of candy bought for my jewelry business long before Gideon was born. For real, yo. I'd include a couple pieces of wrapped candy with all orders. That was back when I gave a damn.

There wasn't an expiration date. I tried one, it tasted fine so I figured it was a sign from above and became the crone who gives old-fashioned candy covered in dust to children.

Well, they're not really dusty. The bags were unopened and my boy just loves potty candy.

Anyhow, also during our shopping trip we tried to find a house (plastic bin) for Gideon's numerous rubber duckies. But we couldn't agree on that either, so we agreed to look at another store this weekend.

What we did agree on today: Boxes of raisins and Amy's Organic Snack Crackers.

Yep, that's about it.