Bad Mom

So, I'm a bad mom. Will told me so yesterday. And, I guess, on many days I can't totally disagree with him. And in the same conversation, he told me, "I yike you berry, berry much". This is the conversation that we have as I am trying desperately to get both boys to take a nap. Thank God their memories are short, and they are quick to forgive! A friend told me that literally on her son's 4th birthday, all (ha!) of the bad behaviors went away. If my math is correct, only 133 days left to go! Let the count down begin.

Here's to a great day of picnics and "cracker jacks". (Will speak for "fireworks"). Happy 4th!