At first glance, only two of those descriptors seem to actually be related and it's probably the ones referring to salsa. However, it goes without saying that if I can find any possible way to tie seemingly unrelated things together, I'm going to make it happen.
I'll lead with the somewhat obvious fact that we are currently working on potty training Ethan. A part of me wishes that we had already been able to do so. However, he simply didn't have much interest. This week has been a different story. After Bethany spent time over the weekend working with him, Ethan suddenly had the desire to learn. Therefore, on an otherwise routine Walmart run, we picked up some brand-new underwear for Ethan.
Actually, that Walmart run is a story in itself. While we led with a relatively normal package of no frills underwear, Ethan became enamored by a package of Paw Patrol-themed boxer briefs. The problem was that the Paw Patrol underwear was more than double the price of the no-frills stuff with less pairs to boot. However, given his palpable excitement, Bethany decided to make a deal. We agreed to buy the Paw Patrol underwear in addition to the no-frills stuff with the provision that he couldn't wear the Paw Patrol underwear until he stayed dry for an entire day.
That brings us to current day. While Ethan hasn't yet reached his goal of dry underwear for an entire day, we're making serious progress with the help of the timer on my phone. Every 20 to 30 minutes, the time will blare and Ethan and I will make a beeline for the bathroom. There he'll hop up onto the toilet and let 'er rip. When he's done, he's rewarded with a nice, soft, chewy marshmallow for a job well done. Of course, a marshmallow alone isn't enough to keep potty training moving. No, the real trick is keeping Ethan hydrated. That brings us to the salsa.
Now, I know that salsa really provides no assistance whatsoever when it comes to rehydrating oneself. However, if it has enough spice content, then the water consumed to offset said spice content will do the trick. Lucky for us, that's exactly the case with our current batch of homemade salsa.
Before this week, I can't say that I've ever actually made salsa before. For one thing, I've never actually had any inkling to do so. For another, I didn't have a recipe or an excessive amount of tomatoes. Between the bountiful harvest of our tomato plants and a recipe courtesy of our friend, Amy, those issues were no longer a problem. Therefore, on Tuesday, Ethan and I got to work making some salsa.
For his part, Ethan was pretty much convinced that watching the food processor do its thing was the most amazing thing he had ever experienced. Before we knew it, our concoction of tomatoes, onion, jalapeño, and cilantro had been pulverized into a tasty blend. The thing about our tasty blend though is that it did have a little kick to it. That didn't stop Ethan though as he kept asking for more and more. Along with the salsa though, he needed milk or water to counteract that little kick. Therefore, that definitely aided our cause of keeping potty training going.
I think what all of my previous rambling shows is that there are definitely non-traditional aids that parents can use when potty training their kids and apparently homemade salsa is one of those aids. Who knew? #DaddyWrite
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