Are you into trash?

Ever wondered how many times you have to repeat something in order for your children to hear what you say---and OBEY?!?

Rebekah is currently into trash. And when I say "into" trash, I mean she's IN-TO trash. How many hand thumps, time outs and screaming mommy sessions will it take?? I'm not sure. I gave up around 100.

Her current mode of operation is stealth mode. She innocently wanders into the kitchen under the guise of playing with a toy or ball. She moves steadily closer until...WHAMMO...she's headfirst in my tall kitchen trashcan trying to dig out the trash. She likes to make sure we aren't wasting food so any food items tossed in have to be buried so they aren't re-eaten by the trash girl. She also loves to get the cups from fast food restaurants out of the trash and shake them all over the living room. (I'm sure many of you are laughing, but you have to trust me when I tell you this is NO laughing matter.) Since I prefer Pepsi and Sean likes Dr. Pepper, I've been spending my days cleaning up dark pop splatters out of my new carpet. Am I amused? Not a bit. I've now taken to rinsing my cups before I throw them away. I feel like the poster child for Type A Behaviors. Come on---it's a disposable cup and I'm washing it to put in the trash?!?

So the tally continues to rise as I repeat--NO TRASH!

And that's only the trash story. You haven't heard a thing yet about our other conversation. It sounds something like----Rebekah--NO BUTTONS....