We've been clean for awhile, or so I thought

Yeah, so not too many bravas coming from the Faveros and I think this is good. Maybe, just maybe my kids have grown tired of being crazy insane. But then I thought about it and realized, they haven't been angels, I just don't have proof of their crimes and more critically, I'm numb to the everyday bravas. Such as:

Morgan playing, scooping, and dumping things in the toilet. Yesterday she was playing in Bryn's pee (she forgets to flush often) and had dumped a whole bag of handi wipes into the pee. Sweet for me.

Bryn has several pen drawing on the seats in the back of the car; and then a couple of days ago she dumped a whole bag of flower seeds all over the back of the car; and then today, because I had not vacuumed the tiny seeds up, dumped a bottle of water all over the scattered seeds to see if they would grow. Serenity now, serenity now.

Ava is a silly kid and loves to snitch. I caught her with a hand cupped full over her mouth. When I finally pried it away, I discovered a mouthful of sprinkles. She swallowed them and told me she was magic. I asked, How? She replied I can open the sprinkles without Bryn. See, I'm magic. And then pointed out the splash of sprinkles all over my freshly mopped kitchen floor. It was awesome.

So you see, I think I'm brava free but really I'm not. I'm just too tired to take pix to prove it.

commiserations.

Ben's Poor Choices This Past Week.

The top 3 major offenses for this week:

1. Using his mattress as a slide. Which wouldn't have bugged me too much but they broke Jackson's crib in a major way and broke of a slat of his own bed while doing it...and it's questionable whether Jack's crib is still safe to even use.



2. He discovered that wet clumps of toilet paper stick really well to walls and ceilings. The kid's bathroom (that I just cleaned the day before) was covered in toilet paper wads as well as the playroom ceiling. Arrrrrrr. I only took a picture of the playroom ceiling because I had already made him clean the bathroom wads.



3. Finding out that Ben had pooped in our window well outside some days ago. Apparently he didn't want to come inside to do his business. (Unfortunately he learned this one from a friend a month earlier who had pooped in our window well.)

Ben and Jack's Stink Eyes

Evie's Stink Eye

Clearly, Ava's got us beat, but here's Evie stink eye.

stink eye challenge

The master of stink eye.

If your kid can do it better, that I challenge you to prove it. This is an official stink-off.

[Note: Ava is dressed.]

thank you easter bunny, bawk bawk

Easter was a success and the girls dove into their baskets of sweet treasure. We adopted the get-it-over-in-one-day method to candy allocation and the girls made good time of it. By 8am, they were flying high on sugar. Aaron and I decided to make breakfast, and I asked the girls, "Who wants an egg mcmuffin?" to which Lauren responded in utter disbelief, "You don't want to eat candy?"

We didn't get any takers and they continued feasting on candy. Still we had to try. So we asked if anyone wanted something real to eat. Bryn dug deep into her basket, retrieved a rice crispy treat, and said, "Look cereal." At that point we gave up. And today, it is successfully all gone (except for Lore, who still has half, and she should--she still has Halloween candy.)

Help Needed!

I'm trying to figure out what to do with the girls' sleeping arrangement. Right now they share a room, and it is not going well. They keep each other up late or wake the other up when one goes to bed before the other. I told Zoe when we move to the new house we are going to split them up. You would have thought I told her Quinn died. She was devastated. They love to be in the same room together. So I'm torn... what to do? Do any of you have thoughts on how to make sharing a room between a 4 yr old and a 18 month old work? Or should I just take the tears for awhile a split them up?