We've had a rough couple of weeks

and suddenly I have my wonderful twix back. Its like they suddenly decided to morph into nice kids again.

They fell asleep on the way home from the library, woke up with big smiles. They wanted hot dogs for lunch. We didn't have any, but lucky for them we did actually have to go get bread, milk, cheese, juice, etc. So we picked up a pack.

While in the store, nobody stood up in the cart, nobody screamed for donuts, nobody cried for apples (we have 6 still), nobody did anything that in anyway was embarrassing, upsetting, or otherwise humbling toward mother here.

When we got home, they ate their hot dogs happily, they nicely asked for a Signing Time and when On Demand was acting weird and it was some crazy green monster instead of Rachel, they asked NICELY for Dora and Boo Money (Dora and Boots who is a monkey).

And we leave in 25 minutes to get Alex and no one is fussed.

I just love my kids.