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It's late, I should be in bed...but I feel like writing

2014-11-19T23:52:00.000-05:00

Today was the KINDERGARTEN PLAY. It was a 11am. So - I had time to run home after dropping the 3 kids off - work out on the elliptical for 30 minutes, hop in the shower, blow dry my hair and make it back to school on time. Right? Almost.

I get there with 4 minutes to spare. I have it in my head the play is in the sanctuary. I see people walking into Whitford Hall - but they are wrong. They don't know where they are going. I am going to take the secret route. I run up the back entrance to the sanctuary - locked. I peep through the window. I don't see anyone and it is dark (first clue). 3 minutes to go. I run back down the stairs, around a small city block to the front of the church. Door #1: locked. Door #2: open. Sanctuary: Empty. 1 minute to go. Its definitely in Whitford Hall. Oops. Run through sanctuary through breezeway toward Whitford Hall. Door is locked. No one is coming to open door. Go back to sanctuary. Locked. I am stuck on breezeway. Its 11 am. Thankfully my phone rings and Kimbie (Molly's mom) calls to say where am I - play is starting. I try explaining while I am banging on the door. Man opens door. I run in and down the hall. They have waited for me. All of the parents turn and look and laugh. Some clap. I feel terrible.

But the play was amazing. Mercer Anne and Woodson were both Indians and turkeys. Yep. You read that right. Woodson had the opening line..."Please stand and salute the flag". He was awesome. It was also his only line. Mercer Anne didn't have one. THANK GOODNESS they waited for me or I would have missed it.

Just wanted to record this tidbit. They are in the Indian costumes here. The turkeys were eaten at the feast.

Birthday Week!

2014-07-08T21:25:00.001-04:00

It was a busy week in the Rutherford household. It was Birthday WEEK. Yes- week. We celebrated mercer Anne and Woodson's birthday almost everyday. In keeping with the crazy personalized cake making my mom started and I COULD NOT LIVE WITHOUT, each if my children gets a "homemade" (Duncan Hines makes a mean mix) birthday cake. We celebrated at home, we celebrated at school, we went to chuck e cheese to celebrate and we had a park birthday with a friend- we somehow forgot we had a HUGE birthday party in May with our Durham friends. We also went to dinner at Mamas and Beer (think awesome Mexican restaurant). They went all out with sombreros, fried ice cream and sombreros. These are some celebrated children!!! We will save the posting for the post birthday sugar meltdowns for later.... Until then, I can't believe these lovely, smart, wonderful, spunky children are mine- I am so lucky!

These pictures are totally out of order and it is driving me crazy, so much so, I can't mess with it anymore. I am sure you can figure out what goes together!!! xx

She's still there

2014-06-24T23:43:00.001-04:00

And for some reason I still think this is sooo funny. All I can think is: WHOA that bra is huge!!! Wait...it's mine.

This just happened

2014-06-24T23:34:00.001-04:00

After I put Mercer Anne down for bed this evening, she came downstairs and asked if she could sleep in my bed. I said of course and shooed her back to bed. She asked if I would go to bed with her and I said I would be up in about an hour. Mercer Anne told me she would wait for me:-) I guess during the waiting she found one of my bras and put it on and subsequently passed out. This had me laughing out loud and simultaneously wishing I had just come upstairs to snuggle with my baby girl.

Chimney rock

2014-06-23T15:24:00.002-04:00

So that is me in a full body sweat. We decided to go to Chimney Rock on Sunday. I won't lie. It was a forced march. But everyone had F.U.N. Elizabeth decided she needed to be carried and Woodson decided we needed to go to the TOP of the mountain:-) The trip was full of interesting tidbits - Richard took Woodson to the potty but didn't make him go - so of course we get halfway to the top and Woodson had to water the "Devils Face" (name of lookout above chimney rock I think), Mercer Anne said she wanted to ride a horse but not a donkey because Donkey's were sooooo dirty. And as we started to descend after we got to the top which the twins insisted on climbing to, they immediately said they were ready to go home and where was the short cut.... yep. The short cut down the mountain. A funny guy walking by said, "tuck and roll".

Mercer Anne was done. Typical family photo right here. At least Richard is smiling.

Nell, Soren, Louise and Thor

2014-06-23T15:12:00.001-04:00

Two weeks ago our friends, Nell, Soren, Louise and Thor came for a visit. I hope she doesn't mind I am adding their pictures to our blog. Louise, Mercer Anne and EG became fast friends. I can't tell you how many times they went around in a circle dancing - too many to count - and they made up songs as they went - it was super cute and made my heart smile. We made a trip out to Montreat (EG above), tooled around at our house, went to the pool etc...

Thor and Woodson were not as evenly matched but Woodson didn't seem to mind. They are on the gross couch which has been covered with a sheet so whatever foreign items are on there don't kill us:-)

Mercer Anne's QOTD

2014-06-18T07:22:00.001-04:00

For those of you who are not up on twitter speak (I'm not, I had to ask) QOTD=Quote of the day. I took Mercer Anne grocery shopping while EG slept and Woodson and Daddy hung out on Father's Day. We headed to the local Aldi. It is supposed to have great deals- you put in a quarter to get your grocery cart, and when you return it, you get your quarter back. I'm not quite sure what I was expecting. The clientele ranged from hippy types, to moms, to some real deal chasers. I did not really enjoy being there BUT even after we stopped at ingles to get the things we couldn't find there we still saved around $40 on our grocery bill. I guess we will go back. I have mixed feelings. Anyway- as we are perusing the isles as Aldi. Mercer Anne looks at me, points at a lady and say very loudly, "MOM, why does that lady have a TON of unhealthy food and she is NOT even healthy". Kind if a question, kind of a statement. Very perceptive. Very loud. Out of the mouths of babes. Happy Wednesday y'all!

Splashville

2014-06-17T14:28:00.001-04:00

So I'm sitting here on our one gross couch in Asheville enforcing quiet time for my twins. I picked them up today from school in meltdown mode. So we are having quiet time to recuperate.

Since I must police quiet time, I figured what better way to spend the time than to write about a fabulous morning we had last week at splashville. It is a small little pad in the heart of Pack Square. I did not get and "good" pictures because the water squirts up from the ground and the kids are moving a million miles a minute. This is a free activity if you exclude parking. Parking is about $5 but if you come on Sunday it is free:-). Note to self!

There are hot dog stands so you don't even have to pack a lunch! The most important part if this park is that there are clean bathrooms!!! Whohoo!! I have one child that uses the bathroom every 30 minutes so a nice bathroom gets 5 stars:-). We knew we were in Asheville when on Sunday morning we were waiting to use said bathroom and found ourselves in line with none other than a man dressed as a nun (?). Yep.

Mercer Anne DID go to Lake Julian:-)

2014-06-13T08:22:00.001-04:00

Mercer Anne's teacher sent this picture out last night of Mercer Anne and Paige - Paige is MA's new best friend and I think they are perfect for each other!

We found a new park yesterday - Splashville. I'll post pictures tonight!

MMR

Field trip and Fuddruckers

2014-06-10T19:58:00.002-04:00

So the twins too a field trip today with their pre-school class at the JCC Asheville. The lady in the left is Haviva, their teacher. She is wonderful! They went to Lake Julian, played, rode a pontoon boat, ate lunch and came home. There were no photos of Mercer Anne, but Woodson seemed to have a great time.

Tonight we had swim lessons and some friends join us at the pool. My friend had the idea to take the kids to Fuddruckers afterwards. I should have just said no. But I didn't. 6PM after a field trip, swim lessons and the pool is not the time to go to a restaurant like Fuddruckers. I hate that place. I really hate it. They give you a free cookie which is exactly what kids need at night. Furthermore there are a million video games and those put in a million quarters to grab a stuffed animal/ball/piece of junk. Its a money pit. On the bright side. My kids held it together like champs. And a sweet girl and her mom heard me tell Woodson no we could not insert a million quarters into the machine and IF you are lucky you grab a ball with the "claw". Apparently the little girl had won 5 balls and brought them over to our table and gave them out to our kids. Crisis averted. I do not have to play the claw game which I basically feel is a trap and recipe for disappointment. I did however, "mom up" and let Woodson play the game where you shoot things on the screen and Mercer Anne/ Elizabeth Grace do the race car driving game. I did learn that I don't know if I will ever be ready to ride in the car with Mercer Anne. We died a million times.....

Bringing back the "camera".

2014-06-06T22:50:00.000-04:00

So I found my point and shoot before I left for Asheville. I had misplaced the connector to the computer so I simply stopped using it - which is rediculous because it cost $5 at the grocery store to buy a connector. So I downloaded some 400 odd photos tonight (you will be seeing them later this week) and this is the last picture that was taken...

I am thinking maybe Elizabeth Grace or Mercer Anne figured out how to take pictures, most likely Mercer Anne as there was also a blury EG photo. This is in the Asheville house. And this is a pre-crazy-angry-woodson photo. It is the, "I am about to completely erupt", "I am going to pinch you", "I am going to hit you" or at least stomp my foot several times to get your attention look.

Glad I missed it. We are going through a stage right now where I see this expression multiple times a day. I would never be brave enough to try and photograph it. However, I got a slight chuckle when I saw that one of his sisters did.

xoxo
Morgan

My girls

2014-06-03T14:27:00.001-04:00

Mercer Anne looks so grown up here - I can't get over it! I feel like she turned into a real person (not that she hasn't always been, but one with her own thoughts, opinions and behaviors!) overnight. This was taken at the pool yesterday. It is several degrees cooler here so the pool doesn't open until noon which means we don't go until really late after EG's nap.

EG was hamming it up last night at bed time. She loves her little room in Asheville. So far they all love it. And I am so happy they do - it is going to be a great summer!

white belt

2014-06-02T23:57:00.001-04:00

Two months ago we started going to "Ninja" class. And to be honest I had reservations about it being weird or influencing my children to fight. And then I thought about it. And watched the teachers. I realized this was possibly the best thing ever for Woodson. Great for Mercer Anne too, but the timing could not be more perfect for my sweet son.

They teach them obedience and respect. Respect for their teachers, adults, peers and most importantly, themselves. I heard a lot of, "yes ma'am" and "no sir" coming out of my children's mouths and decided we were coming back as much as they would let us!

In order to receive your white belt, you have to memorize the Ninja creed. Woodson did it two weeks ago completely out of the blue. Of course we had practiced and practiced when we first started. I pushed and pushed. And then one day he saw another kid do it and after class I suggested he recite it. He walked up to the leader (I am not sure what they are called) and did it. Cold. I was so impressed and extremely proud of my baby boy! GREAT JOB!

Finding our way around Asheville

2014-06-01T21:10:00.002-04:00

Yesterday around 4:30 my children became little monsters. Usually, when they become little monsters it means we need to GET. OUT. OF. THE. HOUSE. So we did. And we found this little gem of a park. It is in the center of a soccer park. I guess they built it for moms who have little children that need to play while their bigger kids play soccer? I dunno. It works though. I hesitated to post these pictures because they do not represent the true mood of the afternoon if you know what I mean. They look like "summer". But they were the 2 minutes out of 45. You can kind of tell from Mercer Anne's facial expression that life was not perfect:-) But I will say I caught a few awesome smiles on the tire swing that made the afternoon worth it. I read somewhere recently that there are no "good" days when raising children, only good moments. And I felt this rang true yesterday. We had a few spectacularly wonderful moments.

This one is my easy child (this month).

This one does not like to wear shoes, ever.

This one knows where the camera is...always.

Letting go of facebook for the summer.

2014-05-31T15:35:00.001-04:00

It is officially summertime and I am officially deleting facebook from my phone for the next 3 months. I spend too much time looking at my phone and these guys are way too cool:-) I would hate to miss out on summer fun because I was addicted to comparing myself to other families rather than enjoying the one I have.

We tried out the JCC pool in Asheville yesterday. We spend 45 minutes on the side of the pool waiting for the "thunder" to stop (there was no thunder, I think just lazy lifeguards) and 15 minutes swimming. But the children were satisfied so I was as well. They didn't even seem to mind the wait...

This morning Mercer Anne woke up sick so she stayed in bed all morning, ugh. But since she was sick I felt obligated to entertain them by opening up one of their "crafty" birthday presents. Friendship bracelet making sets...dun, dun, dunnnnn. They come with these foam circles that are supposed to help, but seriously, I didn't get it. So we went old school with the knot tying method. They bored within 5 minutes and are onto painting but they expect me to finish them, of course. They turned out really badly. No picture evidence...

Until tomorrow...

So we moved.

2014-05-30T15:49:00.001-04:00

We moved yesterday. Only for 3 months. But still, it was an adventure to try and get 3 kids and all their stuff out the door and into one single suburban which also included the children. But we did it. Thanks to JJ and Granddaddy for making it happen.

My kids were thrilled to be leaving - can you tell? Mercer Anne was the most excited...

We successfully arrived, unpacked and saw dad for the first time in a few weeks. Ironically, Dad has known we were coming for 2 months now, but only after we arrived did he feel the need to go to the neighbors house, dis-assemble crib for our still crib-sleeping 2 year old, carry it over to our side of the townhouse and reassemble. Yep. This happens after the Rutherford children have had dinner and are all in PJs. Details....

We have done some exploring and are happy to be reunited with our friends Ben (twins age) and Laura (my age) who used to live in Durham and are now full time Asheville residents.

Looking forward to a fun summer!!!

I feel totally validated.

2014-05-28T21:39:00.001-04:00

So I had been feeling so guilty about leaving the blogosphere. Seemed like everyone was doing it - and they were. But now they aren't. I just started looking through my "blog roll" (if they are even called that anymore) and I noticed most of the people that were blogging are no longer blogging or it is incredibly less frequent. Most of these were "mommy" blogs and it looks like everyone had a second baby and just quit. Patting myself on the back now because I have had two babies the whole time. It was the third child that ended my blogging life. Boom.

Strawberry picking and packing

2014-05-28T21:20:00.002-04:00

It's Wednesday night and I have about zero time to blog, but while I stall from packing and from working out, I decided to spend some time with my one true love (no offense, Richard), writing.

We are moving to Asheville for the summer. Duke has a really insane part of their training program which requires their Ortho residents to spend 6 months either in Atlanta or Asheville. Husband left March 30. We leave to join him on the adventure tomorrow. Many thanks to my Mom who has literally bent over backwards, pulled screaming children from me, packed, cleaned, gone to the store, filled my car with gas etc. while I packed. Did I mention she shows up with a smile on her face at 7am? Yep. She is awesome.

This moving for a few months is crazy. And Woodson has totally picked up on it. His behavior is OUT. OF. CONTROL. I am hoping it is completely related to the absence of Dad. He looks harmless enough here, don't let him fool you. Little monster has been coming out to play...

On an unrelated note - here is what it looks like to go strawberry picking with 4 kids. Thats my sweet friend Emily. Everyone is ready to go and we just started. Possibly related to the fact this is the second strawberry patch. The first one had terrible strawberries. No really, they were shriveled and gross. So we left and went to a second one. See the crowd in the background? They have big playground with a bounce house. But it costs $5/person. And this mom didn't bring cash. Big mom fail. But to be fair, we can share some blame with the patch. No wonder W had a meltdown. It is impossible for a 4 year old to comprehend not being able to play after a forced march through rows of berries. From the mouth of my babe, "MOM, just go to the bank and get some money!!!!!". Doesn't matter I also feel it is absolutely ridiculous to pay that much for a playground. $5 for the family, yes. $20 for the family when my strawberries cost $9, no.

Say cheese! Of course no one is looking! (this is from the first berry patch)

Lets end on a happy note. Who doesn't love a great smile!

Yep, that took a long time.

2014-05-26T23:27:00.001-04:00

So its been a while. And my kids have grown up. Seriously people, where does the time go. Everyone told me, but I did not believe them.

Here they are folks. Unlike the picture I posted on Facebook where I did my "happy kids only" post, here are my real kid pictures. Yep. We are HAPPY. Can you tell? Yes - I did a picnic. No, I don't usually do that. It was beautiful, school was out and I was at a loss of what to do with my over tired, cranky kids. We went outside for an attitude adjustment. No one liked the food I brought or the fact that there were no juice boxes. Sorry kids. That's life. And as far as I can tell - its a pretty sweet one sitting by the lake on a sunny day.

And here is me trying to get a picture of my girls in their matching dresses I bought for Easter but we never wore because we didn't make it to church on Easter. We ate a late breakfast and hung out in our PJ's eating too much candy. However, we did gather with family and enjoy each others company so there is that....Either way, this is their "Easter Dress" picture. Woodson is sulking behind me.

And yes, you can look forward to more of these for my few remaining followers. I'm bringing back the writing. Its similar to therapy for me...

the first beach trip of the summer!

2013-06-02T23:03:00.001-04:00

This is one cute baby. And she is super, super sweet. Unless she is being ignored. She will NOT be ignored - it is a good thing we are spending the week at Camp JJ.

This is EG's first "real" trip to the beach. Meaning the first time I feel like she will be able to play and enjoy the sand (and water?) without crying the entire time - last year she was just too small.

Quick side note: After driving most of the way to the beach and coming within 30 miles of Wilmington - everyone HAD to stop. So I pulled over into unknown territory and we got out, used the potty (where a nice lady asked me if Woodson had "sensitivity issues" - not sure what she meant by that but he did cup his ears and scream TOO LOUD everytime someone flushed or used the air dryer - I'm used to this behavior so it never seemed odd - so nice of the bathroom lady to point it out to me). We got back in the car and headed down the highway. W is screaming in the back: You are going the wrong way mommy! You are going the wrong way!. I'm in the front yelling: I AM GOING THE RIGHT WAY AND IF YOU SAY THAT AGAIN I AM GOING TO TURN THE CAR AROUND AND GO HOME! Empty threat and we both know it. Either way, jokes on me. I totally went the wrong way and headed back to Durham. Had no idea until 30 minutes later when I start seeing signs to Raleigh.... So I added an entire hour to a drive with 3 kids. No problem.

Needless to say we had some pent up energy and they were ready to go to the beach in record time.

Here is Woodson's "I AM FREEEEE" run. Or that is what I imagined when I took a good look at his facial expression.

MA just looks Sassy in those sunglasses and her Hello Kitty swimsuit. She refused to wear her swim shirt because she didn't want to cover up the Hello Kitty. Say what?! I thought that started much later....

Happy Sunday Folks,

Morgan

Hello there friends!

2013-05-31T14:45:00.001-04:00

Summer is here. And we are having a great time at mom camp. Or we are trying to have a good time. These kiddos wear me out.

I used to be against TV. But now I let the twins watch at least an hour a day for "rest time" so I can do something. I have no interest in fighting them to lay down for a nap - which never happens and usually results in them screaming at me (or vice versa) and waking EG. Which creates an endless circle of anger and tears. This is the truth people. Come spend a day at my house and you will agree TV is ok as long as you go to the pool for 2 hours in the morning, the gym for an hour and the park for another 2 hours coupled with a little playroom time...

Either way we made the trip to pullen park for mom camp yesterday. We had a fabulous time riding the rides and playing at the park. This place is fabulous! We will be back. It costs nothing to enter, we packed our own lunches, and the rides cost $1/per person (EG was free). I spent $9. Amazing.

We are off to JJ camp next week and we are all looking forward to it!

xo
Morgan

2013-04-21T21:46:00.001-04:00

Ok! Here she is! Walking all over the place now:-) So precious. She is so proud of herself.

Gosh - the past week has been busy - Richard was MIA with work so we were on our own. We were glad to see him on Saturday afternoon - finally! We didn't do much, but we did hit up Duke Gardens on Sunday morning. No pictures, of course. But it was beautiful! I highly recommend if you are ever in Durham to make a stop there. We are thinking of doing a picnic with the kids next weekend - and now that we aren't newbies - we will come prepared with snacks, a blanket and a port o potty for our dear Woodson who drinks more liquid than I do - which is saying a lot!

I have felt like my Grandmother Rowe a lot in the past two weeks. I get to the end of the day and if I can say "MADE IT", it was a good day:-) Ready for tomorrow and all of the sweet hugs and kisses as well as the yelling, attitude and sometimes brute force trauma from all of my babies.

xoxo
Morgan

Dare I blog?

2013-04-09T21:21:00.001-04:00

Yes - It has been a very long while. Almost so long I thought I may abandon my pet project. I have wanted to check on my blog but I don't because I get embarrassed thinking about how long it has been. I mean, sometimes I feel like my blog is that person that called me 4 months ago, and then I waited a week, but felt shy because it took too long so I waited longer and then so long I could no longer attempt to return the call and just had to pretend I never received it in the first place:-) Yes, I have done that - I am hoping I am not the only one!

But I miss it. I really, really, really miss it. Why, you ask? Well it is how I "express myself" - similar to how a nursing mom would express milk - I GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM. Tonight was such a lovely failure, I thought it was a fitting re-entry.

Above, Halloween 2012. MY little nuggets. Woodson - the sweet but sometimes fiery dinosaur, MA the princess with a 'tude and EG - well, sweet little unicorn (?) who will not play 3rd fiddle.

Yes my dearies. When I heard myself screaming "CLEAN UP THE PLAYROOM" for the 7th time in an angry man's voice (possible? very), I thought, "I am losing it." Here is the scene: Woodson is crying about a balloon someone gave him Friday morning and I popped and threw away behind his back Sunday (its Tuesday people), EG is naked scooting on the floor and crying because I am screaming at Woodson to stop crying and clearly only making it worse. MA is sassing me explaining she doesn't like cleaning up. MA goes to time out twice and cries while she is in the laundry room (new time out location because there is nothing to play with) and as I tell her, you can come out when you are ready to help clean, she sobs, but I DONT LIKE CLEANING!!! What?! And I do?? UGH. Then I make the mistake of throwing W's black play dough in the trash bc I can't find the jar and the trash is just closer - he loses it. MA decides to come out and when I turn around W is dumping the very full trash can on the ground to recover the pieces of the black play dough. This is my life.

After putting the kids to bed I pour myself not one, not two, not three but four....wait for it...bowls of cereal (not wine - but should have been) scarf them down like I am starving (I'm not) and resolve to return to my one true love. My blog. Get ready to listen because man do I feel better already!

Pictures from the Beach!

2012-10-03T12:27:00.000-04:00

Love the twins in their beach chairs. They LOVE having them:-) Great purchase JJ!

Just chilling in the afternoon wading pools at the beach - nothing better!

Chunk

whoa! I'm in a picture! Who knew mom's were ever in pictures....Elizabeth Grace...I was there!

Two of the best Aunts & Uncles Ever!!!!

Woodson Bear at the Beach

Mercer Anne

The Besties (far left is Alex - sadly he moved to Texas this year)

And in other rutherford news

2012-10-02T23:40:00.001-04:00

Let me tell you about 3. Throw out everything you heard about 2. If you think 2 is hard, you need to go get a drink NOW. 3 is MUCH harder than 2. Like today when someone was crying all day about nothing. Mostly.

For example. I needed to work on Stella & Dot for one hour this morning. I let them watch a movie. Mercer Anne cried throughout said movie because Woodson was touching her. Not just whining, full blown crocodile tears. Touching let to fighting back leading to head lock on the floor. Both crying. I just shut the door.

Or, how about I picked Woodson up out of the car because he was just "hanging out" and we needed to get inside after the gym. And he lost it. He started throwing my shoes off the front porch at me. Then he threw the cats' water bowl at me. This is after I told him to stop, multiple times in my meanest mom voice. Then nice neighbor comes over with concerned look and asks if I need help. Just as...wait for it...MA has moved the shoes back on the porch and is saying "SON don't you throw that shoe again" (me trying not to laugh because that actually IS funny), shoe 1 catapults back into the air and shoe 2 follows shortly after. Thanks Woodson. Mom of the year. I tell him, its just one of those days. He looks really concerned.

Or how about after we get inside and Woodson gets a light "pop" (outside of diaper just to scare) he hits me over and over on the arm, butt, leg, wherever he can reach. I am not sure what to do because hitting isn't ok but the more attention I give him, I just feel I am adding fuel to the fire. I place him in time out. He gets out and starts throwing the glue bottle (near EG who is clearly helpless) and then pretty much anything he can find to show me how mad he is. I'm still not sure what we are mad about. But now I am pretty ticked. So he goes back to time out. And he picks something else up and hits me - I don't know what because I am now in blind rage - and I decide this is "spank worthy" behavior. Take is pull-up off and give him another little pop. Not hard, but he got the point. I thought. Until he realized there was only one mash-up (thanks for introducing these hard to find expensive fruit blends, mom!) and he went back into temper tantrum mode. I called Richard. Rereinforcements are on the way. In the meantime MA realizes there is also just one mash-up and is hysterical too. I just went to a zen place where I couldn't hear any crying and sat and waited until Richard got home. First thing Woodson tells dad is that "Mommy took my pansies off and I didn't like it". Doesn't get much better than that.

Or how about Woodson gets mad when I tell him it is bed-time and we are not watching dinosaurs tonight. Or any night because TV before bedtime for my kids does not end well, EVER. So unsuspecting Mercer Anne who is leaning down in front of dresser is shoved as hard as possible into the dresser - head first. Big ole bump. Now they are both hysterical again. And then I went to the store. To target. And bought all the blue and berry flavor mash-ups they had. Because that is going to solve the problem. Probably should have hit the liquor store too.