Laura and I have a psychic connection.
Me (thinking to myself): Laura's out, it's getting late. I should go to bed.
Laura: Must wake up immediately! Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup.
Me: Ok, guess I'll watch a show instead.
Laura: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
(Laura at midnight)
Rob: Why is Eva crying?
Beth: She hurt her cranium. And her phalanges.
My kids rock :)
Even after 6 children, I still wonder how I got so lucky as to be the one who gets sleepy smiles at 1am and gets to hear little snores coming from another little munchkin who woke up and needed me and is now curled up asleep next to me ♥
I lost the plug thingy to my wireless mouse last night. We searched the whole house and couldn't find it. We found it this afternoon after the kids got home from school. It was in Jack's sock. That he put on this morning and wore through the whole school day. Of course. Why didn't I think to check before he left for school?
Kylie: What tv shows did you watch when you were little?
Me: We didn't watch much tv.
Kylie: Oh, you played on the computer?
Me: We didn't have a computer until I was in high school.
Kylie: WHAT??? Then what did you DO all day???
Rob's random fact for the night ~
Did you know that potato bugs are crustaceans?
Gotta love those nights when you really need chocolate and you see a small box of chocolates on a shelf and think "score!!!" only to open them and discover the box is full of acorns and dead bugs . . . she'd better make a lot of money as an entomologist one day!
I typed "The Maltese Falcon" into the netflix search bar. Results included: "The Walking Dead", "The Office", "Dora", and "The Backyardigans". Yes, all of those jump to mind when I think of the Maltese Falcon . . .
Anyone who thinks majoring in voice in college for a year wouldn't be helpful in raising children never lived in a two story home without an intercom system.
Rob plugs in his Nintendo 64.
Beth: WHAT is THAT???
Rob: This is a game system.
Beth: From WHEN?
Rob: The time of the dinosaurs.
Love is giving the rest of your lollipop to your one year old because she bit hers and it's now gone :)
When is it not good that you taught your 1 year old to share? When she starts eating toilet paper and tries to insist that you and your 8 wk old eat some too . . .
Megan recommended that I use stilts to get around the house . . . she meant crutches, but stilts would be more amusing I think :)
Only in TX would your child (obviously not a REAL Texan, or she wouldn't have thought twice about it) come running upstairs to tell us that there are a bunch of guys standing in our front yard with guns, resulting in your husband running downstairs . . . not because he was worried, but because he wanted to see what kind of guns they were . . . (teenagers with paintball guns btw). TX may not officially be a different country, but it sure is a completely different universe!
Pretty sure the frosting in double stuf oreos is part crack . . .
How you know it's not your first child ~ your baby has been in the same onesie for 36 hours because she hasn't pooped on it yet and you know better than to jinx things by putting her in a new outfit . . .
"If insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results, I'd better stop cleaning the house"
"Cleaning Math for Parents
Square footage of house x number of kids x number of interruptions per minutes = give up, your house will never be clean"
And finally, a picture of Laura and Daddy ~
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