The Update #1

Okay. Let's jump right in. We have a lot to cover.

We'll start from the present and work backwards - because that's what's fresh on the brain. I'll try and do several entries this week - believe it or not, I have some 'quiet time' in my office during lunch - and that's prime blogging time.

Sebastian and Kayla's Mom, Danielle, are having some childcare challenges, as Danielle has to move this week. Being the Tante that I am - I offered to help. "Get Kayla here, and she can stay with me for the week." Yes, I know it's a big undertaking, and yes I know that I can kiss away any semblance of MY life for the next 7 days. Fully prepared for that and ready for all that she's gonna bring.


The first night Kayla arrived, as I was sitting next to her at the table, my inner voice (all of a sudden) realized, "Holy sh*t Toma! You've got a kid for a week! What in the hell will you do with her?" All the while, Kayla looking at me like, "You ain't ain't EVEN ready."

Seriously, Kayla's so easy; it's like having a roommate. She showers herself, picks out her clothes/dresses herself, watches Shrek and Shrek 2 REPEATEDLY - and feels it is HER JOB to now be the boss of Chester (and everyone else around her, I might add - it's really weird that we're related - I'm not like that at all).

She cannot get enough Chester. She has been to visit here before - and I have visited her, with Chester...but this kid just cannot get ENOUGH of this dog. They've been inseparable since Saturday night, when I picked her up. How can you not love this?

Now, for the antics. Ohhh....this kid could kill at the Improv. Here are a few, just to name them:

(Lying in bed Saturday night - very late - very tired Tante - much needed sleep)
Kayla was chatty chatty chatterson. Motormouth did NOT want to stop chatting. I adore my talks with Kayla, telling her about when she was a baby, stories about cleaning her poopy diapers, etc....BUT IT WAS SLEEP TIME.

"Tante, you and Daddy came from Oma {my mom} and I came from Mommy, right?"


"Lllllllllllllllllucky! You have a pretty Mom!"

"Tante - Chester is snoring...he is LOUD! But he doesn't snore as loud as Oma. OMA SNORES LIKE A PIG! It sounds like this: 'cccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhhzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwzuh....' 'cccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhhzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwzuh....'


(Tante composes herself, attempts to break into a 'serious' tone):
"Kayla. Okay, I love our chat, but it's bedtime. Let's say our last words - then go to sleep, okay? I love you, Kayla, goodnight."

"I love you, Tante....aaaaaaaand.........I farted."

Bladder OPEN. Bed WET.

The next day, I got Kayla up early, as she was about to embark on a day of adventure in Monterey with my friend, Michele. Michele took Kayla to First Awakenings for pancakes (the best in Monterey), then on to the Monterey Bay Aquarium. I had to work at the golf course, so Michele was MORE THAN HAPPY to take Kayla for the day (insert 'She ain't ready' glare in Kayla's eyes when she met Michele).

At some point, during their visit to the aquarium, Kayla had to potty. Michele takes her to the restroom. As they go in, there were 3 stalls - Kayla goes in the first one - random lady in the second one - and Michele in the 3rd. About 30 seconds of silence...

And then it came.

"Michele!!!!!!!!!! Which number?"

"I'm in the third one, Kayla. Are you okay?"

"No, I mean. Which NUMBER are you going? One or two?"

"I'm going number one."


Good thing Michele was already on the toilet.

More updates from Tante's house later - in upcoming posts - we'll discuss:
~The Comet Stroney
~KC Show in L.A. for Father's Day

Stay tuned....

Toma's Favorite Song Today: "Bubble Toes" by Jack Johnson (This was the very first song Kayla danced to when she started to stand up/walk)