Todos mis hijos

The other day at 5:30 am, Hello? practically the middle of the night! (Have I mentioned I'm NOT a morning person?) my sweetie was telling me it’s time to get up. I replied in my usual, snort, snuff, grunt, roll over fashion. I was actually accused of loving my pillow more than him! That is SO not true, I love them equally.
After nursery at church yesterday, the nursery leader reported to me that Houdini kept telling her something over and over. After about the 10th time, she realized that he was saying, "Shoes....hurt....feet". She took the shoes off his feet that apparently have grown overnight and he wandered away happy as a clam.
Overheard during Proto's prayer a few days ago: "Thanks for the fun day we had the day before yesterday." I spent the rest of the prayer alternating between trying not to laugh hysterically and wondering what in the world did we do the day before yesterday that was so fun?
The final total for the "Great Pumpkin Sale" came to $108.00. Once the money was divided up, tithing paid, and 80% put into savings, the kids each had a little money burning holes in their pockets. A trip to the dollar section at Target fulfilled their need to spend. They all got some fun treasures. Probably the best purchase was made by Proto, who bought a liquid filled, squishy rubber tube thingy, that had fake plastic bloody toes in it. Now who wouldn't want to spent their hard earned money on a treasure like that?

Todos mis Hijos