The Obama People in the Basement

We've had some Obama staffers staying in our basement. It's a very nice basement, by the way, fully finished with its own bathroom and a separate entrance. We were thinking of finishing it up a bit more and renting it out, but we realized that's going to have to wait until after Sunny's adoption is finalized, or else any prospective tenant will have to take a drug test and send their fingerprints to the FBI.

The Obama staffers were sent to Georgia to work on the Jim Martin campaign. They sure work hard! One has been staying for almost a week, but I've only seen her once for about ten minutes. They don't get in until midnight, and they leave shortly after I've taken Sunny to school.

Sunny did very well this weekend. He watched a lot of his favorite shows on the computer yesterday -- Backyardigans and Transformers -- the ones I've been promising to get him. By the way, the new Transformers animated series looks awful. The one I grew up with in the 1980s was vastly superior. Sunny also had a fun exploration session with the kids in the neighborhood and practiced some soccer kicks.

He wet the bed last night -- the first time since starting the no diaper regimen. Guy had woken him up at 11PM, but Sunny wouldn't pee, and I explained that that's why he wet the bed.

He put his sheets in the washing machine, took a shower with very little complaining and says he is going to try harder tonight. He had a good attitude: a little disappointed that he wet the bed, but not devastated.

It's very difficult to wake him up to get him to the bathroom. One night, he kept on diving for the bed and I had to block him while Guy tackle-grabbed him from behind. I felt like we were playing rugby. Of course, he never remembers any of this stuff the next morning. We just have to be firm, get him to the bathroom and get him to count to ten slowly while trying to pee, which seems to work. So far, as long as we can do that, he's had dry nights.