Enjoying this while I can...

The kindergarten class finally had their Valentine's Day party on Friday, and I led the art project. Hoss was very excited to see me, and kept calling me over so he could say he loved me. ***************************************************************************************** It was very cold last night when Lil Joe was leaving the house to go to his grandparents' house for a sleepover. Hubby insisted that he put up his hood, since it was too cold for a bare head. Lil Joe was not happy with this idea, so I looked for his favorite hat. When I placed it on his head, his eyes lit up. "Fank you, Mommy," he exclaimed. "You amazing!" ****************************************************************************************** so, anyone want to place bets on how long it takes before the "I love you" turns to "I can't stand you" and "amazing" turns to "awful"?


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Who's Who

    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.

    Me? I'm the Mama. That's all you need to know.

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