Top 7 moments of the week...

In no particular order...


1. Try to reason with a 2 year old who is currently in his car seat; you are of course driving; and he's having a total break down that there is a dead bee in his sock. Any attempt to explain there is no bee IN his sock is lost, much less conveying how unlikely this is to actually happen.

2. Picture this: Daddy comes home...plays peek-a-boo with J.J. in the window...J.J. climbs up Daddy's leg until picked up. Daddy takes pacifier out to ask for a kiss, sees a messy cookie face that was hidden, jokes no-way and 15 month old grabs Dadda's face and and gives a big wet cookie kiss! Melt my heart.

3. Have you ever tried to change the diaper of an very active 1 year old? Its like a trying to catch a fish out of water. Flip flopping in ever which way, stiff-as-a-board back so you can't get him in to position. He'd do anything to get free...as he crawls way bare bottomed. Sounds fun, uh? Now do this 5 times a day (at least) times 2!

4. Actually leaving the house, kid-less, with no specified time to to be back...having some one play with your hair...More Wine? Ha, Don't mind if I do! Yep, Got to have 2 hours to pamper myself with a hair cut, waxing (of eyebrows) and lots and lots of wine.

5. The much anticipated park opened this week. As we drove by to confirm rumors, all three kids got excited. As the van continues to drive by, I get a very very very upset 1 year old. I pull into the parking lot and the tears suddenly turn into claps and "Wow"s.

6. Arguing with an "almost" 8 year-old (because if I say she's 7, I'm wrong) that her red, white and blue dress does not go with the bright pink and silver striped leggings she thinks she should wear for the first day of school. And then hearing, in the same conversation, that I am too old to know about fashion these day. Nice!

7. Hearing the sweet, shrill voice yell "UP, Momma...Momma UP!" in your sleep...that is until you realized it's not a dream and there is a 2 year old standing beside your bed. This follows with a glance at the clock, only to discover that it's 3.30am. Yawn!