Cupcake
and Blueberry.
Friday, June 20, 2014
They Did What?
During Amanda's last few weeks of school they were doing a unit on animals. They talked about farm animals and jungle animals and pets and whatever else you tell preschoolers about animals. As part of the unit they took the kids to the pet store to look at the animals. It wasn't that big of a deal to go to the pet store, the school is in a strip mall and there is a pet store right there, so they walked to it.
When I went to pick her up, all the kids were sitting with a beta fish in front of them. Hmm, what's this? Yep, they bought each of the kids a fish without telling the parents. Ugh. My brilliant daughter told them that we weren't allowed to have pets and her mommy would not let her take this fish home. She knows the rules even if the teachers don't. The teachers said she could leave hers at school and it could be the class fish. Nice try, but I'm not going to be that mean mom that let's all the other kids take their fish home and tell my 4 yr old that she has to leave hers behind. So, now we own a fish.
But it gets better. The fish needed a bowl, because the one it came with was way too small, and it needed rocks at the bottom and a unicorn statue and a plant and water conditioner and food. $40 later our free fish was equipped to live at our house. But that's not all. When Sarah found out Amanda had a fish she freaked out and needed her own fish. Back to the store for another fish, bowl, treasure chest and plant. The other things they could share.
Of course the girls had to argue about what the names of their fish would be because they were both blue and Sarah wanted to name hers blueberry even though she got it several days after Amanda got hers and Amanda thought blueberry was a fantastic name for her fish. I really hated the whole thing. Finally Amanda grudgingly picked another name that because another name that finally ended up being cupcake. Weird name for a fish, but she's four so I'll give her some slack.
In their defense, the girls are pretty good about feeding the fish everyday because I'm not going to do it and I have never seen two people so in love with fish in my entire life. They know this is the only pet they are ever going to get from us so they are truly enjoying it. Also, I cleaned both of their bowls today and it wasn't a horrible experience so I guess they can stay and I won't accidentally flush them down the toilet.
When I went to pick her up, all the kids were sitting with a beta fish in front of them. Hmm, what's this? Yep, they bought each of the kids a fish without telling the parents. Ugh. My brilliant daughter told them that we weren't allowed to have pets and her mommy would not let her take this fish home. She knows the rules even if the teachers don't. The teachers said she could leave hers at school and it could be the class fish. Nice try, but I'm not going to be that mean mom that let's all the other kids take their fish home and tell my 4 yr old that she has to leave hers behind. So, now we own a fish.
But it gets better. The fish needed a bowl, because the one it came with was way too small, and it needed rocks at the bottom and a unicorn statue and a plant and water conditioner and food. $40 later our free fish was equipped to live at our house. But that's not all. When Sarah found out Amanda had a fish she freaked out and needed her own fish. Back to the store for another fish, bowl, treasure chest and plant. The other things they could share.
Of course the girls had to argue about what the names of their fish would be because they were both blue and Sarah wanted to name hers blueberry even though she got it several days after Amanda got hers and Amanda thought blueberry was a fantastic name for her fish. I really hated the whole thing. Finally Amanda grudgingly picked another name that because another name that finally ended up being cupcake. Weird name for a fish, but she's four so I'll give her some slack.
In their defense, the girls are pretty good about feeding the fish everyday because I'm not going to do it and I have never seen two people so in love with fish in my entire life. They know this is the only pet they are ever going to get from us so they are truly enjoying it. Also, I cleaned both of their bowls today and it wasn't a horrible experience so I guess they can stay and I won't accidentally flush them down the toilet.
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Kid Quote of the Day
Andy: That flight is going to Chicago and then back down to Wichita.
Me: Where's Wichita?
Andy: Nebraska.
Me: Kansas.
Andy: Nebraska. Kansas. Same thing. Corn, corn and more corn.
I'm sure the people from Nebraska and Kansas are happy to hear that!
Me: Where's Wichita?
Andy: Nebraska.
Me: Kansas.
Andy: Nebraska. Kansas. Same thing. Corn, corn and more corn.
I'm sure the people from Nebraska and Kansas are happy to hear that!
He's On His Way - Finally!
Today was a totally craptastic day, pretty much from the beginning to the end. To be honest, I did not handle it well. To be even more honest, I have not been handling much very well. We are over booked and over scheduled and I thought I could handle it all and I can't. Charlie's new job is fabulous and he loves it but it is taking a toll on all of us. Compound that with a bunch of crazy, out-of-the-ordinary things happening all at the same time and I am about to lose it. This evening in one of my not so finer moments I told the girls I wanted to run away, in a very loud voice. I wasn't lying, I do want to run away, but that's not something you say to little kids. That's scary to them. I scared my girls.
It all started very early this morning. Today is the day that Andy left for Chicago en route to his trip to Spain with my parents. I booked him two days early in case there were any issues and so he could hang out with his cousins for a couple days without his pesky little sisters around. We got up at 6a so that we could leave at 7a so that he would be on time for his 9a flight. Charlie was also leaving for Chicago today (unfortunately on a different airline) where he was connecting to a flight to London. So I left with Andy and Amanda and Charlie stayed back so he could drop Sarah off a tiny bit early for the car pool ride to Girl Scout Camp.
The plan was to get Andy all checked it, make sure his plane took off okay (that's the rule with Unaccompanied Minors (UM), which he was today) and then drop Amanda off late to her Spanish camp before I went to my final Pilates class for the summer. Except nothing lately goes as planned. We got to the airport and got parked and inside without any issues. Once we got up to the gate we were informed that there was a weather advisory on Andy's flight due to weather in Chicago and he would not be allowed to board. They do not want UMs to board a flight with a weather advisory because it has a higher likelihood of getting cancelled or delayed or rerouted and they don't want to have to look after him in any of those instances. I understand the rule but at that moment was not happy with it. The advisory was on until 2p, so they rebooked him on a 2p flight and we left. We contemplated trying to get him on Charlie's flight but it wasn't going to work and it turns out that Charlie's flight was delayed and he almost didn't get to Chicago in time to make his connecting flight to London so it was better that he didn't have to deal with Andy.
I was so not happy at this point because I had paid to take the toll road to the airport (and home), paid to park and was now going to miss the Pilates class that I had already paid for and Andy was still in my possession. I will not keep a running tally of how much this day cost me because you don't even want to know.
I decided we were going to make the absolute best of the situation so instead of being late for camp Amanda was on time and Andy and I went out for a nice breakfast together and then did some shopping at REI for some camping gear he needs for scout camp in a few weeks.
We were a few minutes late picking up Amanda (which was actually an early pick up but not as early as I had wanted) and then made okay time to the airport but had a small snaffu with parking. There wasn't any. All the lots were full except for one, so I got a ticket and started looking for a space. Except we went up and down the aisles over and over again and couldn't find a spot. At this point we were an hour and a half away from departure time and we still hadn't parked. For some airports that isn't a big deal but for Denver International it is. I detest that airport. It takes forever to do anything there. I started freaking out, may have screamed very loudly a few times to relieve the stress and finally decided we needed to go park in one of the offsite long term parking lots that would get us to the terminal faster than trying to find a spot in that lot.
When I went through the ticket booth I told the guy there weren't any spots and I wasn't paying my ticket and he informed me that I had been in there 12 minutes and owed him $3. Twelve minutes I looked for a parking spot and couldn't find one and they were going to charge me for it. I yelled at him, apologized because I knew it wasn't his fault but I was mad anyway and paid the stupid fare because he wasn't going to let me out of the lot otherwise. I could have mailed in a protest but I needed a receipt and for $3 I didn't want to wait any longer. Thankfully the driver at the offsite lot saw how frazzled I was and took us immediately to the gate and didn't make us drive around that lot forever. I think in the time he got us there we still would have been driving around the first lot.
We found our way inside, got Andy's bag checked and found the shortest security line we could. When we were 10 minutes away from boarding time we started asking people if they would let us go in front of them. Everybody was really cool about it until we ran into someone who was only three minutes away from her boarding time and that kind of put a stop to our line jumping. Luckily, and it's not often that I say luckily about a flight delay, Andy's flight got delayed another hour right after we passed the TSA agent so we could stop rushing. Then we just had to wait.
He finally boarded around 3p and was in the air by 3:15. Only 6 hours after he was initially supposed to leave. I then went to pick up Sarah at her friend's house where she had been since they got home from camp. Within five minutes of Amanda running off to play with Sarah and her friends both girls came back yelling that the other was lying and tattling on each other. I should have just left right then, but told them instead to work it out or we would leave. My wonderful friend, Theresa, invited us to stay for dinner which was awesome because I had nothing planned at all and it was getting late. One of the few positives in the day.
So we stayed to eat and in the meantime my sister called to say she had picked up Andy and he was safe with her. I think he landed about 15 minutes after I got to Theresa's house. Man. After dinner it started to thunder and lightening and it was getting late anyway so the girls and I went home. They were both scared so I told them they could sleep with me tonight until they started fighting again and I just lost it. I cannot tell you how tired I am of them fighting. It used to be rare but now it's all the time and Sarah just gets mean and doesn't know how to be the older, more mature person so it gets nasty.
I'm so done, and I told them so. Some of it they heard, some of it they ignored, some of it will probably scar them for life. Not my finest hour, but I just couldn't handle another thing today and there was no relief in site. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. For now I'm happy to know that Andy is safe and happy and is about to go on the trip of a lifetime.
And the girls are finally asleep.
It all started very early this morning. Today is the day that Andy left for Chicago en route to his trip to Spain with my parents. I booked him two days early in case there were any issues and so he could hang out with his cousins for a couple days without his pesky little sisters around. We got up at 6a so that we could leave at 7a so that he would be on time for his 9a flight. Charlie was also leaving for Chicago today (unfortunately on a different airline) where he was connecting to a flight to London. So I left with Andy and Amanda and Charlie stayed back so he could drop Sarah off a tiny bit early for the car pool ride to Girl Scout Camp.
The plan was to get Andy all checked it, make sure his plane took off okay (that's the rule with Unaccompanied Minors (UM), which he was today) and then drop Amanda off late to her Spanish camp before I went to my final Pilates class for the summer. Except nothing lately goes as planned. We got to the airport and got parked and inside without any issues. Once we got up to the gate we were informed that there was a weather advisory on Andy's flight due to weather in Chicago and he would not be allowed to board. They do not want UMs to board a flight with a weather advisory because it has a higher likelihood of getting cancelled or delayed or rerouted and they don't want to have to look after him in any of those instances. I understand the rule but at that moment was not happy with it. The advisory was on until 2p, so they rebooked him on a 2p flight and we left. We contemplated trying to get him on Charlie's flight but it wasn't going to work and it turns out that Charlie's flight was delayed and he almost didn't get to Chicago in time to make his connecting flight to London so it was better that he didn't have to deal with Andy.
I was so not happy at this point because I had paid to take the toll road to the airport (and home), paid to park and was now going to miss the Pilates class that I had already paid for and Andy was still in my possession. I will not keep a running tally of how much this day cost me because you don't even want to know.
I decided we were going to make the absolute best of the situation so instead of being late for camp Amanda was on time and Andy and I went out for a nice breakfast together and then did some shopping at REI for some camping gear he needs for scout camp in a few weeks.
We were a few minutes late picking up Amanda (which was actually an early pick up but not as early as I had wanted) and then made okay time to the airport but had a small snaffu with parking. There wasn't any. All the lots were full except for one, so I got a ticket and started looking for a space. Except we went up and down the aisles over and over again and couldn't find a spot. At this point we were an hour and a half away from departure time and we still hadn't parked. For some airports that isn't a big deal but for Denver International it is. I detest that airport. It takes forever to do anything there. I started freaking out, may have screamed very loudly a few times to relieve the stress and finally decided we needed to go park in one of the offsite long term parking lots that would get us to the terminal faster than trying to find a spot in that lot.
When I went through the ticket booth I told the guy there weren't any spots and I wasn't paying my ticket and he informed me that I had been in there 12 minutes and owed him $3. Twelve minutes I looked for a parking spot and couldn't find one and they were going to charge me for it. I yelled at him, apologized because I knew it wasn't his fault but I was mad anyway and paid the stupid fare because he wasn't going to let me out of the lot otherwise. I could have mailed in a protest but I needed a receipt and for $3 I didn't want to wait any longer. Thankfully the driver at the offsite lot saw how frazzled I was and took us immediately to the gate and didn't make us drive around that lot forever. I think in the time he got us there we still would have been driving around the first lot.
We found our way inside, got Andy's bag checked and found the shortest security line we could. When we were 10 minutes away from boarding time we started asking people if they would let us go in front of them. Everybody was really cool about it until we ran into someone who was only three minutes away from her boarding time and that kind of put a stop to our line jumping. Luckily, and it's not often that I say luckily about a flight delay, Andy's flight got delayed another hour right after we passed the TSA agent so we could stop rushing. Then we just had to wait.
He finally boarded around 3p and was in the air by 3:15. Only 6 hours after he was initially supposed to leave. I then went to pick up Sarah at her friend's house where she had been since they got home from camp. Within five minutes of Amanda running off to play with Sarah and her friends both girls came back yelling that the other was lying and tattling on each other. I should have just left right then, but told them instead to work it out or we would leave. My wonderful friend, Theresa, invited us to stay for dinner which was awesome because I had nothing planned at all and it was getting late. One of the few positives in the day.
So we stayed to eat and in the meantime my sister called to say she had picked up Andy and he was safe with her. I think he landed about 15 minutes after I got to Theresa's house. Man. After dinner it started to thunder and lightening and it was getting late anyway so the girls and I went home. They were both scared so I told them they could sleep with me tonight until they started fighting again and I just lost it. I cannot tell you how tired I am of them fighting. It used to be rare but now it's all the time and Sarah just gets mean and doesn't know how to be the older, more mature person so it gets nasty.
I'm so done, and I told them so. Some of it they heard, some of it they ignored, some of it will probably scar them for life. Not my finest hour, but I just couldn't handle another thing today and there was no relief in site. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. For now I'm happy to know that Andy is safe and happy and is about to go on the trip of a lifetime.
And the girls are finally asleep.
Monday, June 16, 2014
Kid Quote of the Day
"I wish unicorns were real so we could buy one. Then we could eat it's poop."
- Amanda, who really just wanted some candy for breakfast.
- Amanda, who really just wanted some candy for breakfast.
The Birthday Extravaganza
Over the weekend I took Sarah to Dallas for her birthday. Yes, her birthday was last month and yes, she did have a little party, but her main "gift" or "party" was to go to Dallas and go to the water park with her friend Natalie. I took that to mean she wanted to stay at the Great Wolf Lodge, so that's what we did.
We left Friday morning and were picked up by Natalie's mom, Larisa, and went to play and have lunch with one of my old friends Ellie. It was so great to catch up with them both. It was like nothing had ever changed and our kids didn't go to different schools and we didn't live a million miles away. The three of us have been friends since Andy was in Kindergarten (the two of them even longer) and I cannot begin to tell you how much I love hanging out with them. They don't judge and they just get me.
Unfortunately all good things have to come to an end so after we said good-bye to Ellie we got shaved ice at the most amazing shaved ice place ever that believe it or not is run out of a gas station. I promised Sarah we would go back at least one more time over the weekend and she is still mad at me that we never had time for a second visit.
We got the girls home and somewhat settled with Larisa's husband and we set out for dinner with a few more friends and then to my friend Jenny's new house. Overall the evening was wonderful. Friends, food, drinks and catching up with people I haven't seen in about a year.
On Saturday we moved kind of slowly in the morning but finally made it to the hotel. I got a room with a bunk bed for the girls and they loved it. Larisa and I loved it because there was a wall between them and us, haha. It didn't matter though because we were all so exhausted that we didn't go to bed much later than the girls.
The water park part of the hotel was pretty amazing. There were several slides and pools, a wave pool and a lazy river. The girls loved the lazy river and spent a lot of time in there, especially after they saw some guys totally lounging down the river on an inner tube and wanted to reproduce his pose. Unfortunately Sarah was about an inch too short to go on a few of the rides and the other big ones required her to ride with adult. You know what that means? I had to get wet. I hate getting wet, but I wasn't going to let her down on her birthday trip so I sucked it up and got wet, really wet. And I went backwards down a huge water slide and almost lost my lunch, all in the name of love for my little girl.
On Sunday we let the girls sleep in a little bit and then went back to the water park for a few more hours before we got to meet my super fun friend, Melanie, and her family for lunch and then head to the airport. It was a whirlwind of a weekend but I am so glad we got to go. Even though it was Sarah's weekend it was pretty much a present for me too!
We left Friday morning and were picked up by Natalie's mom, Larisa, and went to play and have lunch with one of my old friends Ellie. It was so great to catch up with them both. It was like nothing had ever changed and our kids didn't go to different schools and we didn't live a million miles away. The three of us have been friends since Andy was in Kindergarten (the two of them even longer) and I cannot begin to tell you how much I love hanging out with them. They don't judge and they just get me.
Unfortunately all good things have to come to an end so after we said good-bye to Ellie we got shaved ice at the most amazing shaved ice place ever that believe it or not is run out of a gas station. I promised Sarah we would go back at least one more time over the weekend and she is still mad at me that we never had time for a second visit.
We got the girls home and somewhat settled with Larisa's husband and we set out for dinner with a few more friends and then to my friend Jenny's new house. Overall the evening was wonderful. Friends, food, drinks and catching up with people I haven't seen in about a year.
On Saturday we moved kind of slowly in the morning but finally made it to the hotel. I got a room with a bunk bed for the girls and they loved it. Larisa and I loved it because there was a wall between them and us, haha. It didn't matter though because we were all so exhausted that we didn't go to bed much later than the girls.
The water park part of the hotel was pretty amazing. There were several slides and pools, a wave pool and a lazy river. The girls loved the lazy river and spent a lot of time in there, especially after they saw some guys totally lounging down the river on an inner tube and wanted to reproduce his pose. Unfortunately Sarah was about an inch too short to go on a few of the rides and the other big ones required her to ride with adult. You know what that means? I had to get wet. I hate getting wet, but I wasn't going to let her down on her birthday trip so I sucked it up and got wet, really wet. And I went backwards down a huge water slide and almost lost my lunch, all in the name of love for my little girl.
On Sunday we let the girls sleep in a little bit and then went back to the water park for a few more hours before we got to meet my super fun friend, Melanie, and her family for lunch and then head to the airport. It was a whirlwind of a weekend but I am so glad we got to go. Even though it was Sarah's weekend it was pretty much a present for me too!
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Kid Quote of the Day
"Look kids, corn! Look kids, more corn! Look kids, EVEN MORE CORN!"
- Andy, Sarah and Amanda, mocking us as we drove through Nebraska to Mount Rushmore
- Andy, Sarah and Amanda, mocking us as we drove through Nebraska to Mount Rushmore
A First for Everything
Over Memorial Day weekend we took our first ever driving vacation as a family. I mean a thought out, planned, we're going to drive more than four hours to get somewhere driving vacation. Charlie doesn't really like to drive very much, but since we don't have flight benefits anymore and we have to be a little more selective where we fly, driving it is.
It's not like we've never driven anywhere. We drove from Dallas to Denver (although we both swear we never want to do that again) and we have done Dallas to Austin or San Antonio because it would often take the same amount of time to get to the airport, get checked in, wait on the plane and fly as it would to just do the drive. I also did back and forth between Detroit and Chicago with the kids last summer, but we've never actually picked a vacation destination with the sole intent to get there by car.
It was just a three day weekend and we didn't go that far. Mount Rushmore, a seven to eight hour drive. Remember we were going to go there over Labor Day weekend except that it was closed due to the government shutdown? I know a lot of people have already forgotten about that shutdown, but not me because it ruined my vacation plans. Don't mess with my vacations. So we left on Friday night and drove about three to four hours and then got up the next morning and drove some more. It really wasn't bad. Kind of boring, but not bad.
We stopped somewhere in Nebraska to see Carhenge, a little version of Stonehenge made out of cars. It was cute and a good place to stretch our legs. It was kind of lost on the kids but they thought it was cool anyway. We made it to our hotel near Mount Rushmore in the late afternoon so got unpacked, had a s'more on the fire pit in the back (the kids did, Charlie and I passed) and then went to see the night lighting ceremony at Mount Rushmore.
The next day we were going to do alpine sledding and miniature golf after we went to "Bear Country" and made our way through the drive through zoo with lots of bears and other wildlife, but there was a torrential downpour that prevented all that fun. Instead we just went back to Mount Rushmore to check out the exhibit hall and find out a little more about it and then headed home.
Not really a rip roaring vacation, but somewhere we wanted to go and now we don't need to go back for a very long time. My parents took me when I was a kid but I was pretty small and it was definitely different than I remember. That could be due to renovations or it could just be that my memory stinks and I have no idea what I saw when I was that little. I don't know that we will be doing another driving vacation soon, but at least we know we can handle it and there's some pretty interesting, random stuff out there to see.
It's not like we've never driven anywhere. We drove from Dallas to Denver (although we both swear we never want to do that again) and we have done Dallas to Austin or San Antonio because it would often take the same amount of time to get to the airport, get checked in, wait on the plane and fly as it would to just do the drive. I also did back and forth between Detroit and Chicago with the kids last summer, but we've never actually picked a vacation destination with the sole intent to get there by car.
It was just a three day weekend and we didn't go that far. Mount Rushmore, a seven to eight hour drive. Remember we were going to go there over Labor Day weekend except that it was closed due to the government shutdown? I know a lot of people have already forgotten about that shutdown, but not me because it ruined my vacation plans. Don't mess with my vacations. So we left on Friday night and drove about three to four hours and then got up the next morning and drove some more. It really wasn't bad. Kind of boring, but not bad.
We stopped somewhere in Nebraska to see Carhenge, a little version of Stonehenge made out of cars. It was cute and a good place to stretch our legs. It was kind of lost on the kids but they thought it was cool anyway. We made it to our hotel near Mount Rushmore in the late afternoon so got unpacked, had a s'more on the fire pit in the back (the kids did, Charlie and I passed) and then went to see the night lighting ceremony at Mount Rushmore.
The next day we were going to do alpine sledding and miniature golf after we went to "Bear Country" and made our way through the drive through zoo with lots of bears and other wildlife, but there was a torrential downpour that prevented all that fun. Instead we just went back to Mount Rushmore to check out the exhibit hall and find out a little more about it and then headed home.
Not really a rip roaring vacation, but somewhere we wanted to go and now we don't need to go back for a very long time. My parents took me when I was a kid but I was pretty small and it was definitely different than I remember. That could be due to renovations or it could just be that my memory stinks and I have no idea what I saw when I was that little. I don't know that we will be doing another driving vacation soon, but at least we know we can handle it and there's some pretty interesting, random stuff out there to see.
Sunday, June 1, 2014
And Then I Turned 42
With the craziness of everything May, I failed to mention that my birthday was last month. I guess that's what happens when you only post about three times during the month. Anyway, it wasn't a big deal as it was on a weekday and Charlie was out of town (he got home with about an hour to spare) and I don't really make much of a big deal about my birthday anymore. Of course I bought myself a couple nice gifts like some new running shoes, but I don't need a lot of hoopla. In fact, Charlie and I were having a conversation a couple weeks ago about whether we need to start doing more for our birthdays and Mother's/Father's Day not for our benefit but so the kids knew that we are people too and need to be celebrated just as much as they do. I know, waste of time.
So I treated myself to a pedicure and a massage that morning (I had just run a 1/2 marathon two days before so they were both mostly because of that but my birthday was a good back-up excuse) and then for dinner I ran to the grocery store for a rotisserie chicken and a cake, yippee! Nothing too exciting, but a celebration nonetheless and I didn't have to cook.
The girls were sweet and gave me little wooden boxes that they decorated for me to put my rings in, even though I never take them off, and Andy remembered at the end of the day to give me a card that the girls had signed that Charlie had left with him to give me. I just kind of laughed at how Andy had blown off my birthday because he is 11 and is getting a little spacey with the increase in hormones lately, until he showed me a video he made me on his iPad. It is a little redundant, but extremely sweet and thoughtful and nice to watch after a very long day with the kids. When I see this I know that I'm not as bad of a mom as I think I am and although there is definitely room for improvement I must be doing a few things right.
So I treated myself to a pedicure and a massage that morning (I had just run a 1/2 marathon two days before so they were both mostly because of that but my birthday was a good back-up excuse) and then for dinner I ran to the grocery store for a rotisserie chicken and a cake, yippee! Nothing too exciting, but a celebration nonetheless and I didn't have to cook.
The girls were sweet and gave me little wooden boxes that they decorated for me to put my rings in, even though I never take them off, and Andy remembered at the end of the day to give me a card that the girls had signed that Charlie had left with him to give me. I just kind of laughed at how Andy had blown off my birthday because he is 11 and is getting a little spacey with the increase in hormones lately, until he showed me a video he made me on his iPad. It is a little redundant, but extremely sweet and thoughtful and nice to watch after a very long day with the kids. When I see this I know that I'm not as bad of a mom as I think I am and although there is definitely room for improvement I must be doing a few things right.
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