While I was at the computer, Sweet Boy#2 and Sweet Boy#3 got an icepack out of the freezer. They broke it apart and squeezed the blue jelly stuff into cups, then added water. Sweet Boy#2 was about to take a drink just as I walked into the room.
Sweet Boy#1–Patted my arm after I burst into tears because of an epic battle getting them to bed. “I guess you’ve had a hard night.” he said. I was really impressed. He is my little “Sheldon” and what I really expected him to say was “there, there”. So glad to see that he is not just a scientist but also capable of sympathy.
The Hunky Hubby convinces me to let Sweet Boy#3 paint my toenails purple and green.
But the winner this week…
Sweet Boy#1–Sneaks an entire pocket full of sugar packets out of church. Gets in trouble and gains a consequence, but we forget to actually confiscate the smuggled merchandise. He manages to eat every last one of them (about 15-20 packets) while sitting on The Hunky Hubby’s lap during a football game.