#poopiebutt (this post is not about what you think)

I'm feeling disconnected from my kindergartner.  I dropped him off yesterday and as Abby and I were getting in the van, we got to watch him travel with the KidStop herd out to the playground.  He figured I was long gone so he didn't see me spying on him as he danced around in the line, probably yelling "poopie butt!" because there were no moms or teachers within earshot to give him a discouraging look.

At choir rehearsal on Wednesday, I had put some skittles that had been dropped off in our communal workroom into a glass.  I had an empty glass for singers to deposit quarters in when they sang during rests or blatantly spoke over me or out of turn, etc.  The skittles were rewards for passages well done or special stuff.  Yes, this is an adult choir.

Anyhow, yesterday I was in my office alone, working intently on my treadmill desk, when the rainbow of fruit flavors started to call to me.  Eat me.  Here I am. Two won't hurt.  I stared at them.  They stared at me.  Pretty soon 2 little skittles were on my desk - a yellow and a green - and then they were eaten.  Uh oh.  2 more.  and 4 more.  and...well, the skittles were soon all gone.

I may have tasted and enjoyed the rainbow at the time, but the resulting migraine from eating all that sugar was not enjoyable one bit.  Seriously, I was in bed at 8pm - before that laying on the couch with my kids waiting on me -  "I'll get her an ice pack, you get her a blanket. Mommy, do you need an extra hug?" Seriously skittles - that was mean.

My point today is just because no one is watching does not mean you should yell "poopie butt" or consume a jar full of skittles.  Integrity is what you do when no one is watching, right?!?