It's That Time of Year

People come from miles around
From the farms and from the towns
To where excitement can be found
At the Alabama National Fair.

Bro Man went with BD last night to the fair in Montgomery. This left our girls in an uproar that they could not go too. So Mr. Wonderful thought we should take them to the local fair. We did and they had a wonderful time. It was so great to spend time with the kids without the fighting. It was a rare occassion that left me wanting to take them other places. But then we got home. Baby K asked about 8:00 to go to bed. She never wants to go to bed. But she wanted to go in my bed. With me. That was fine, I thought. I'll just lay in bed and watch tv and she'll fall asleep. But no. We ended up wrestling, tickling, playing, laughing until Emmy came to see what the fun was going on. So she joined in on it. Then I found Emmy's and my favorite show on tv: House. The three of us started watching House and that is when the fighting began. "It's my mama." "I don't want "Baby K" to cuddle with you." "That's my pillow." "Emmy's in my spot." (She wasn't by the way.) and on and on and on. By 9:15 we finally decided for them that they must go to sleep.

I am headed to Montgomery today to the Hobster and to pick up Bro Man. I am taking the three kids to the movies this afternoon to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua. Wish me luck!! Mr. Wonderful won't go because football is on.

Next Friday marks fall break at school. Hallelujah!!