Excuse me?

My son S- came home from school yesterday and shouted eagerly,

"Mom! Guess what? We grew weed at school!"



Um, WHAT?















"Yeah, you know. Wheat grass."

I'm Distracted

I know I'm getting too focused on stuff when my three-year-old starts calling, "Jooooo-weeeee! Jooo-wee! Hewwoh?" to get my attention.

Assorted Photos

You know you're a dedicated musician when...

See how hard he's focusing?

This is how I know that Lorien's youngest and my youngest are kindred spirits:

Ever wonder what my Irish twin, Lessel Peeper, looks like?

My budding electrical engineer/comedian:

My man worked so hard for me that he split out his pants.

Better that than his head.

My three sons

Cue the music, boys.

Can you tell which one I struggle most with?

I love this picture. It captures each of their personalities perfectly!

Because CJane gets whatever she asks for....

This is my self portrait at 10 pm.

Do you think I look tired?

Yes?

Well, maybe that's because my alarm woke me at 5:35 am so I could go exercise. Then we had the hassle of getting the boys off to school, followed by my attempts to catch up on some housework before showering. Those attempts were interrupted by a phone call from the school at 10:35. Ms. B told me I needed to come pick up S--. Want to know why? Take a look:

Apparently, he got in a fight with the "Big Toy."

He lost.

And ended up waiting with me in the doctor's office over an hour for this:

At the end of the day, he ended up happy with three stitches.

I ended up tired.