“Mom, the toilet is broken again. It won’t eat all my poop.” That’s how my morning started. Thankfully, Taylor isn’t shy about anything, or I would have had a massive overflow. I had to play the role of plumber twice today, and the boys aren’t even using the toilet yet. They are, however, now obsessed with the toilet plunger. They’ve never seen it used before and think it’s the most incredible magic ever. I’m doomed.

We all stayed home today, as the kids have either really bad allergies or a cold. I’m still trying to figure out what it is, but they’ve been miserable. They laid around on the sofa without moving or getting into mischief. That’s how I know they are ill! Everyone took great, long naps today, which is unheard of around these parts. When they woke up, they were starving and asked for veggies and humus. I gave them carrots and hummus and decided to throw some pretzels (a square shape that they’ve never had) on their plates. As they were eating, I overheard Taylor say “Uh guys, don’t tell her but I think these are something really tasty. Mom just thinks they are some new kind of vegetable!” It was so cute the way she said it, and the fact that she thought she was getting away with something! My kids may have also dipped the aforementioned pretend BBQ food into the humus.

Taylor loves when we get physical mail. She’s basically claimed the junk mail for herself, and she will sit down and flip through coupons, local magazines, election material, etc. Today, she was so incredibly excited that she got an envelope with her name on it! Her good friend from last year’s school, Emi, sent her mail. She drew her some beautiful pictures, and it cheered Taylor up and made her feel so special. She couldn’t wait to “write back and put a stamp on the envelope.”

I’ve had a headache all day (might have something to do with sick kids crying and clinging to me) so Todd picked up a coffee for me on his way home. I’m so thankful for that man. He came in the house and said hello to the kids, and gave me a kiss. Jackson started yelling at him “Don’t bite Mommy on the lips! You don’t bite her lips, Daddy!” It was hilarious. He’s seen us kiss and has gotten / given tons of kisses himself to know what it is, but tonight, he was concerned for my safety.