Ava (tonight at dinner)

"Yeah, I like turds. I had a turd at Grandma Patsy's once, it was yuuuuumy...it is stinky, yeah."

Quinn has arrived

I turned my back for 2 minutes... arrrggghhhh.... I don't know if Mr. Magic Eraser can save this one. I think it's going to pull the paint off. Crayon is not my friend. This picture doesn't do it justice, but Quinn was looking pretty proud of herself. The crayon goes all the way up the wall, up the stairs. I also found some later on our fireplace.

Zoe tried to help me clean it up. The whole time she kept making comments like, "Quinn is a naughty cat, huh, Mommy?" "Quinn is a stinker, I can't believe she did this." and my favorite, "Quinn really needs a time out for this." She was glad it wasn't her in trouble, for once.

Filling up the tank

Last Saturday I went out to the garage to find Luke like this. He smiled up at me and said "Mom, pee, car!" He had dropped his drawers and was filling up the tank of his little car. He was pretty happy about it, I might add. I guess Ryan and I are to blame for creating this little monster. I tried to explain to him that we only pee in the potty but it was pretty hard to stifle my laughter.