A Whole Lot of Strange.

We’ve had quite a week. It’s a lot of little things that added up to a whole lot of strange.

Take a journey with me …

ONE drew a family portrait. We all have one eye and frowns. I’m the one with the boobs. Also … and I quote, “the boys have penises that go to the ground to help us walk.”

Is there a need for concern? It’s an odd portrayal of our family …

Husband and I just looked at it and said, “Oh …. ! Wow!” and resumed our conversation. We ignored the boobs and the tripod penises completely.

See this sweet boy?

He’s extremely accident prone. He’s a climber, runner, leaper, somersaulter and terrify mommy-er. This week he fell in the tub and chipped a front tooth.

I overreacted accordingly.

“Snake” rode to school with us this week because it was rainy. Snake is not ONE’s hand, he is Snake. Do not get this twisted.

Snake got into a lot of trouble for pushing buttons in our car, and I’m fairly certain he broke the backseat radio control buttons. I plan to address this with his handler.

TWO likes to hang out in his crib.

ONE likes to dress up like a lawyer.

Big Bro has a drinking problem.

I am 18 weeks into the production of THREE and we’ll find out on Wednesday if it’s a boy or a girl! I’m super excited to find out. THREE has been thump-thumping around for awhile now, he/she is very active. Probably because of my Keurig …

Life is hard but we’re trying to make it as fun as possible. Big Bro is having the most fun of all. Cheers, you giant lump of stuffing.