Man, he's good.

The middle child has found that if he prefaces his admission of guilt with, "Oh mommy, I'm reery, reery sorry. It was reery just an accident." that I will not go into default mommy freak out mode, regardless of the offense. His little brain cooked up the scheme once and he tried it out with major success. Now it's standard.

Adds to my theory that manipulation might just be innate.

The Moozle

She has terrible hair


her daddy's eyes and mommy's lips,

a fair amount of sass

and two of the best brothers a girl could have.

She is blessed.

Sad realization

I was out washing the car today. I was feeling pretty cute- we had just come back from the waterpark and I had on a sundress and my Astars hat. I kept thinking,"Maybe I'm not such a frump." Then it hit me like the soap-filled sponge that the middle kid kept throwing at me:

I am 30 years old.

I have 3 kids.

I am washing a freakin mini-van!

Reality check. No one is cute when washing a mini-van unless you are one of those bikini models but even then you'd look like a hot bikini girl WASHING A MINI VAN! Cute days are donezo.