(Blue hollers “DONE!” from the bathroom. The universal word for “Wipe my butt!”)
Me: Woah…that’s a big turd.
Blue: Thank you.

Blue: I thought you were going to make dinner?!
Me: I am. You wanted breakfast for dinner, so I’m making bacon and eggs, and we can toast bagels.
Blue: That’s it?
Me: Yep. That’s what I would call breakfast for dinner.
Blue: There’s no talking you out of this, is there?

I walk into the bathroom to give the bubs a bath. I find them pinching/scissoring their fingers together in the water.
Brown: Whoever finds the longest one wins!
Me: What are you doing?
Brown: Fishing for mommy hairs.
Me: *rolls eyes*

Brown had a morning birthday party. He got in trouble after lunch for not calming down. Then this happened. Thank goodness for big stuffed bears. Every kid should have one.


Oh, you know. Just Blue sitting in a bucket with his big bear watching TV. This is a common occurrence around here.