We Have Itty Bitty Titties

Some of the best conversations happen in the dark while in bed.  Don't you agree?  This also applies to toddlers (at least mine).

Last night as I was saying good night to the boys, Max said "You are my mommy".
"Yes, I am."
"You are my MaMaMee!" (They used to call me this before they figured out I was Mommy and Chicken was Mama)
"That's right, I'll always be your mamamee"
"You have boobies."
"Yes, yes I do."
Sebastian pipes up with "You have big ones, but Max and I have

How not to write a real post when you are so far behind you can't catch up

The summer has flown by and there's just so much to say I honestly don't know where to start.

It's bullets for now plus something new--FB status updates.  Because I can hammer something out on FB but can't manage to get my shit together for a decent post.
Nevertheless, some of these post are just too good not to share.
I'm coming clean with real names because I just don't have the time/energy to care to change them.  Eventually this was going to happen.