According to EJ

When faced with a little boy who has decided that "big boys" don't brush their teeth, I knew I needed to give a lovely lesson on teeth.

I told him that big boys DO brush their teeth, and big GIRLS do as well. I went on to tell him that if he DIDN'T brush his teeth all his teeth would fall out. He then couldn't eat chips, or mac and cheese. No more bananas, and not even JUICE!

This intrigued him. A little shock, a little curiosity.

Dear Christmas tree

My week hasn't been anything spectacular. The same ol' same ol' basically.

 I've been noticing that everyone is getting these amazing pictures of ornaments on their trees. So I set out to get the perfect ornament picture of OUR tree. Though I wasn't anticipating how difficult this would prove to be.

Before I took any pictures though, I needed to put the final touches on the tree; bows. I have a bag of velvet'ish red bows that REALLY finish off the look/feel of the tree. It's my favorite part, almost. I grabbed the bag, my cup of coffee, turned on some music, and prepared to place them on the tree.

Uneventful

My day was relatively uneventful.

Well, no. I take that back. But instead of dwelling on the fact that Punkin' was extremely whiny, clingy, and downright hard to deal with due to her cold. Or the fact that EJ did acrobatics throughout the living room all day, and held his blanket like a superman cape and did superhero sprints through the kitchen. Orrrrr that Miss T came home from school with one heckuvan attitude, and refused to put 100% into her homework...

I'd much rather focus on something else.

Ages and stages.

On the market...

I'm on the market for some new potholders.

Why you ask?

Because I'm not sure if you're aware of this tidbit or not, but mice LOVE the fluff in potholders. Honestly, I wasn't even aware that potholder fluff is catnip for mice. However it must be true because yesterday I opened my drawer to a winter wonderland of fluff. Puzzled, I tried to figure out what in the world got torn up. I pulled out my towels, they were fine; minus the half lb of fluff stuck to them. The potholders seemed fine, until I dusted them off and realized there was one little hole that was chewed into each of them, and obviously a mouse had used this hole to remove all of the hand protecting fluff.

It's that time of year again!

However I don't mean the time of year for Christmas cheer, carolers, or decorating. Though that time is indeed here; I mean the time of year for our "sick cycle."

We've already completed one go-'round, and here we are on the brink of round 2! (It's not as fun as the exclamation mark makes it seem.) Our cycle generally begins with Miss T bringing home germs, whether from a friend's house, or school. She gets a little sniffle, which puts me into disinfect mode trying REALLY hard to keep it from the younger 2. However 3 days after that measley sniffle she's in full-blown hack and cough mode, spreading germs EVERYWHERE. {panic!}