no secrets

I have no secrets, apparently. For starters, I share all of my treats with Elsa, however, she has not grasped the concept of moderation AT ALL. For every Mint Milano, coffee drink and cheese fry that I eat, there are many carrots, blueberries and salads. When N spotted my hidden Mint Milanos, he started to question it until I gave him the look. I was hiding them for a very good reason. Elsa would try to make them her lunch instead of having 1 or 2 as a treat, so I am putting the kibosh on her chocolate intake for a while until she develops healthier eating habits. I know this sounds harsh, but she is getting ridiculous and will not touch a thing on her plate if it doesn't look acceptable to her.

I'm thinking I need to set more boundaries around here. There are 1 or 2 mornings per week that we don't have somewhere to be so I get to poke along and take my shower after N leaves. This means 22 minutes of Backyardigans or Miss Spider's Sunny Patch for E. We have an agreement, she stays put while I shower. This is what I came up with after the pack 'n' play no longer worked. Lately, she has been ignoring our agreement and wondering in for a good chat while I'm in the shower. I didn't think too much about it until out of the blue, she decided to give N a detailed description , luckily she didn't see too much. I can't really escape her. She wonders in while I dress, we take every bathroom break together and apparently she pays too much attention to detail and has also shared with him the color of my underwear. I need to create some distance before she is scarred for life.