Taylor came home from school today all excited to tell me that she had “dog food” for a snack. Clearly, I was perturbed, but since I know my daughter and her crazy mind (and I know what I packed her for snack), I dug a little deeper.  She explained that she had dog muffins, which still didn’t make much sense to me until she told me that the muffins apparently have a dog’s face on the large Costco box they originally came in. She remembers everything.  She says she told all of her friends and teachers that she had dog food for a snack, so at this point, I am just sitting back and waiting for an email… For reference, these are the muffins she had. She was absolutely correct about that dog.

They briefly discussed something having to do with baseball at school today, and in true Taylor form, she put her own spin on it.  All afternoon, she has been saying “You hit the ball and run around the basement!” I questioned her and asked if she instead meant bases, but she assured me that basement was correct baseball terminology. Who knows. Maybe she is on to something. This girl is changing daily, and growing up so quickly and although she loves giving me a run for my money and has been keeping us up all night for the past week or so, she makes us laugh. We have been talking about birthdays lately and she informed us that she wants OxiClean for her birthday.  Yes, the stain remover.  She would like it to have for her room in case anything gets dirty because “it takes stains out of everything!” She’s obsessed with the commercials and thinks it is pure magic. She most definitely will not be getting that as a gift, but I still find it funny.

When we walked in the door after school, I turned off the alarm and we started putting school stuff away.  I kept hearing an alarm sounding and couldn’t figure out what was going on.  I double checked to make sure the house alarm was properly turned off. I made sure it wasn’t my phone ringing or my car alarm blaring from outside. I even checked to make sure Jackson, who is famous for his alarm sounds, wasn’t playing a trick on me.  As it turns out, two of the toys in the playroom hit against each other and the toy firehouse alarm was blaring away!  The kids found it hilarious, while I was just happy that it wasn’t all just in my head.

This afternoon, all three of my loves had a dentist appointment.  It was the first time for the boys, and even though they are usually wonderful in public, I was nervous for how the appointment would go.  They were wonderful! All three kids were so good. They were incredible and both the hygienist and dentist complimented them on their behavior and said the little kids were never that well behaved.  It helped that there was so much fun stuff in the room for them to look at.  I was seriously so proud.  Everything checked out well, but the dentist again reminded us that we needed to start a braces fund because Taylor will definitely need them in the future. 1 out of 3 isn’t bad I guess.  We will see what happens as they get older. My favorite part of the entire trip was when Jackson was getting his teeth polished.  Joseph reached up to him on the big chair, touched him and said “I love you Jacksie, so much.” He didn’t take his eyes off of his brother the entire time; he was making sure that he was okay. Melt my heart.