Wonderful George News

So George is mostly potty-trained except for the pooping part. He just refuses to poop in the toilet. He will wait all day long and the second he puts his diaper on at night, he'll poop in it. Anyway, I decided that he was going to overcome this yesterday. I spent the entire day listening him begging for a diaper. I stayed strong and didn't give in. I worked late last night, too, and finally at 6:40 pm all my hard work and struggling paid off and he pooped in the toilet. I'm so excited.
Yesterday, we were all sitting at the table eating lunch, and Tasha said something silly to Olivia. I don't remember what it was. And Olivia in the most sarcastic voice I've ever heard her use said, "Whatever, freak-o." It was classic.
Also yesterday, I went to Hy-Vee (a grocery store) to get some berries. While I was there, I saw a bunch of scrapbook materials on sale. I stocked up on scrapbook kits, ink pads, stamp sets, a paper cutter, stencils, all sorts of things. Everything was 50 cents. I'm not kidding. I probably got around $70-80 worth of stuff for about 6 bones. I was so excited. They were just phasing them out and practically giving them away. I don't know when I'm going to use it, but it's fun to know that I have it if I ever want it.
I would also like to take this post to a more serious level and mourn the defeat of Roger Federer in the Australian Open. He's unbeatable practically. This is the first time in years that he has lost in a major before reaching the final. And he's only lost the final to Nadal at the French Open two years in a row (but that's only because it's played on clay which he's not as good at.) Anyway, I'm in shock.
Speaking of serious things and shock and mourning. I cannot believe that Heath Ledger died this week. What's more, I cannot believe that Jim and Carey didn't know who he was. And Tasha didn't know until I told her all the movies he was in. I don't know what is more unbelievable, that he died or that there are people who don't know who he was.