I have long since surrendered to the fact that I cannot go to the bathroom alone. It wouldn't surprise me if some scientist made the discovery that there is a silent alarm, heard only by children, that alert them to the fact that mommy has to pee.



Apparently it also works for little sisters.



We stopped by my mother's house on Sunday morning to say goodbye to my grandmother before she and her husband flew back out to Florida, and also to welcome my mother and…

Yesterday was...interesting.



My son comes home from school and we all play for a couple of hours before the kids settle down for a short nap. E wakes up wanting to go outside and play. While I am in the midst of getting the girls dressed I hear the backdoor shut. I immediately plop LK into her playpen and hurry to check it out.



And yep, there is my son. Playing with the dog. In his underwear.



I stick my head out and holler for him to get his…

Since it has sunk in that we have not one but two of our kids' birthdays coming up in less than a week I have caught myself trying to imagine how my kids see me as a mother.



To my youngest, who latches onto me like I am the only thing keeping her alive and lives to hear my off-key singing, I have no doubts. I am super mommy. Queen of the universe. The entire world revolves around me.



Oh, if only everyone shared her point of view.



To our middle…