The door upstairs has been opened and closed a gazillion times sending them upstairs for time outs. So far Oldest has had one time out. Middle has had 3 time outs and Baby has screamed incessantly. This was the only peaceful moment thus far.
Oh, I see, spell check works and now I can't upload a picture. WTF???
Best friend's grandfather died. She called me last night to tell me that he was dying. When she called, this morning, to tell me the sad news, King Daddy offered to cancel his plans so I could go be with her. I don't really need to gush about what a fabulous man I am married to, because that speaks for itself. Wouldn't you agree?