She's totally a bad influence. As am I.

So, Nic babysat my kids on Saturday. And, following a long standing tradition of lazy moms nationwide, I left her some cash and the take menu from the local pizza place. Hoss only ate one piece of his pizza before going to bed (there was a saga involved with dinner's arrival that I'm not even going to try to document), so Nic stuck the leftovers in the fridge. Sunday morning, I woke to hear Hoss in a heated discussion with his father. "But Aunt Nic said I could have my leftover pizza today!" "Not for breakfast," Hubby retorted. "You can have a granola bar or some cereal or some toast..." "But I want my pizza!" he insisted. "Why can't I have my pizza for breakfast?" Hubby came into our room, rolling his eyes. "What is your sister teaching them?!" he asked me. "Don't worry," I told him, "I'll smooth things over." As soon as Hubby left for church, I sat down with Hoss to discuss the breakfast situation. He ate an organic toaster pastry as I explained his father's stand on what to eat early in the day and what to save for later. He seemed satisfied with my explanation, and didn't ask for any more pizza. What he didn't realize was that the problem with the situation was not that he asked for pizza at 7:00 a.m., but that he asked the wrong parent. When will my children learn that Mommy's food rules are much more open than Daddy's, and it's OK to keep what we eat a secret when he's not around?!


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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

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