As Seen On TV

I LOVE info-mercials. I could watch the same ones over and over again. It's a wonder I don't have more random things than I do. ProActiv.... BareMinerals.... Core Secrets... Windsor Pilates... Bring it on. I am such a sucker. Oooh, especially for random "must have" cooking utensils. So my latest "gotta try it" was the Debbie Meyer GreenBags. You've seen it, I'm sure. You put your produce in these green bags (ahh, clever) and it's supposed to make stuff last much longer. On the back of the box there's a few pictures of veggies stored in the green bags and the same type of veggies in "regular storage" (per the box). I'm sorry, but I don't know who's tomatoes can get that nasty. What are you keeping them in? The trunk of your car? I thought I would try them because I love to eat salad, but it never lasts long. Here's the problem.... In order for the bags to work at their highest potential, the food needs to go in dry. Hmm... a no- can- do for salad. (I haven't seen a good info-mercial for salad spinners yet. ) If the bag collects moisture, you're supposed to wipe it out on a regular basis. So, sorry Debbie Meyer, but I'm not a believer.

So, you know you watch 'em too. What do you love or hate that you saw on TV?

Night Owl

I'm one of those Moms that rarely gets disturbed if the kids climb in my bed at night. I know, GASP! I sometimes end up kicked out of my own bed. Just clear a space for me, I'm not picky. There's a lot of bed-hoppin' going on at our house. For the most part, Mason is a good sleeper except for when he's sick. He's got a little cold now, so he had the hardest time going to sleep last night. I have no problem holding him and even letting him snuggle in my bed next to me when he's not feeling well. Usually that calms him right down, and once he falls asleep, I take him back to his room. Well, I brought him in with me last night and I was the one who fell asleep. A few short minutes later I woke back up because I thought I heard little baby feet pitterin' around down stairs. Sure enough, the little munchkin escaped from my bed. When I saw what he was doing, I just had to sit on the stairs and watch for a minute. Keep in mind, this all happened at 3 in the morning. He was running laps around the kitchen and living room just as fast as his little legs could handle. It was so funny. I've never seen him run so fast and he just did not quit. He was crawling underneath the table and then running in circles around the bar. He'd run over to the front door and slap it as hard as he could. Maybe that was his finish line. He did this 10 times! I'm wondering if one of his brothers spiked his sippy cup.

Focus on the kid, not the mess. Thanks.