Several years ago, before I was blessed with children of my own, I was watching some nightly news special about how kids these days can more easily recognize fast food trademarks than things like the shapes of the state they live in or the Mr. Poison symbol.  I remember thinking, "that's because they have bad parents."  Am I wrong ( Read more... )

Because of Beebs' new fascination with Star Wars, the kids are going to be dressed accordingly for Halloween.  Beebs will be Luke Skywalker, Munchkee will be Princess Leia and Doodimus will be R2D2.

Interestingly, the Luke Skywalker costume is the only one I'm having trouble finding.  I really though baby R2D2 would do me in.

My kids had their second gymnastics class last night.  Beebs did a little better paying attention and not goofing off this time.  Though, watching his class I can see why he might get distracted.  He is in the older boys' class and they did a lot of strenthing exercises for an hour and not much fun stuff.  Munchkee's class was going on around the ( Read more... )

 Every time either Hubby or Grandma leave my house, my kids fall apart in tears.  I figure in Hubby's case it's because they miss him and don't want him to go to work anymore and in Grandma's case it's because if she leaves, then they are left all alone with me, the tyrant.  This theory was proved true the other night as I headed out the door for ( Read more... )

 As we were walking through the grocery store with our three crabby kids, Hubby asked me, "do you ever see people with like one kid and think, 'what are they so stressed about?'"

Yes I do.

But I also see people with like five kids who bite and hit and throw fits in public and I think, what am I so stressed about?

It's all about perspective, I guess ( Read more... )

Just spent several hours going through every article of my children's clothing. Munchkee was a trooper because I had her try on about 14 different outfits to see if they still fit before putting them away or in the garage sale bin ( Read more... )

 Loaded up all three kids for errands today.  We hit the bank drive-through ( Read more... )

I hate it when bad things happen. I makes me want to sleep with my kids. My kids are not fun to sleep with.