The Fridge finally got a lock...

And this is why: upon cleaning up the playroom and ridding it of the toys my kids refused to clean up... They lose then for that... I stumbled upon a situation that left me stunned. BC had taken roughly a six pack of beer and poured it into a plastic container for his boats and Lego "submarine" to swim in. The empty cans were all over the floor, which is the only reason I immediately knew it wasn't pee, fo once. BC's explanation for this hideousness was that water just wouldn't work because he needed something that foamed and bubbled like the real ocean. Help.

Rub a Dub Dub...

A Herd of kiddies in a tub... Or an inflatable moon jump in the backyard.... With a crazy spray sprinkler hose and a huge bottle of soap. I had allowed the big 3 to jump on the bounce house in the yard while I watched LLL scoot around in the house... That's becoming a full time job within itself!!! I came out back to find that BC had smuggled a huge bottle of dawn out back and turned the sprinkler on and created a bubbly bouncy wonderland. Sun dance was spraying the bubbles and the princess was making herself a bubble tiara. My first impulse was to get furious, because I had told them no water.... But after seeing the sheer joy on their faces, I just sat down and watched them. I love my life.

Would you believe that ...

... the Herd's current favorite song is "You Can't Roller Skate in a Buffalo Herd" by Roger Miller? I mean, I love it too, and it gets stuck in  my head for days... but it's hilarious to hear the Princess walk around singing about 'can't drive around with a tiger in your car' and Sundance singing about 'fishin' in a watermelon patch'. I actually kind of pride myself on them having somewhat eclectic music tastes for preschoolers.  If you've never heard it, take a listen :

Of Course Sundance's favorite song of all time, to my dismay, is Rod Stewart's "Do ya think I'm sexy"....  I guess Sirius 70's channel now has to be forbidden? LOL

I love my kids. Life would be boring without them.

Drivin' that Train...

.... High on Coke, Dr.Pepper and Sprite. I'm absolutely spitting nails right now. I went in LLL's room to put her down for a nap (isn't that how SO many of these incidents start?) and came out to find BC acting as bartender behind our bar in the rec room. He had poured his brother and sister, and of course, himself, a double old-fashioned's worth of caffeine in my leaded crystal drink glasses. He had also thoughtfully poured 7 or 8 cans of dr pepper into the leaded crystal ice bucket, shown here, and spilled a huge quantity of it on the floor. These soft drinks were for the husband's poker group.... I don't drink them and I CERTAINLY don't let the kids have them... Especially BC... Caffeine or excess sugar turns him into a raving meth-head... And he's already been wild and in trouble today. He will be sitting in time out the rest of the day until bedtime, except for dinner. He also has to deal with an angry Daddy when he gets home and apologize to the poker group for ruining their drinks. The Princess seemed to think it was an elaborate tea party and keeps asking for more fizzy tea. Long afternoon ahead. Anyone have tranquilizer darts? The refrigerator shown below had an entire 12 pack of each type of drink.

Post Office Smackdown

Some back story before we get to the Herd's involvement here and how their insanity can be used to my advantage.
Tuesday morning I took the Princess and LLL to the PO to get my passport renewed, and the service was deplorable. In fact, I'm pretty sure I was the victim of racial discrimination... Had a line jumping incident that was facilitated by a postal worker of the sane race as the line jumpers, and I was forced to sit there with two small kids for an hour. Finally it HAD to be my turn, and the postal worker decided to take her lunch break. Because I was so infuriated, they sent another postal worker to help me... He was a cross between a gum-smacking good ole boy and a bad Joe Namath impersonator. When he called me honey and told me I had wasted an hour bc I was missing a document, I left almost in tears, Princess and LLL in tow. I decided to pay the USPS back for the treatment I received, by picking the boys up from school and taking all four of the Herd to the PO. Anyone who knows me knows that I pretty well keep my kids under lock and key in public. Not this time. I let them run WILD in the PO until I was served. In a matter of about 2 minutes, someone came flying in from the back room to wait on me. At this point, I called off the Herd. They sat down on the bench quietly and waited until I was finished with the passport stuff. We then got up, and marched out of the PO like a row of ducks. THAT my friends, is how you get quick service in the post office. Look out DMV, the Herd is coming for you.