Last night, I woke up in the middle of the night with a start. Less than 10 seconds later, I heard something crash in the kids' bathroom. Turns out that one of their tub accessories that was suctioned to the wall fell into the tub. This has happened before--I've woken up suddenly, and then within a few seconds, I hear something like one of the kids waking up. It's entirely possible that I was woken up by an initial noise (one of the suction cups coming undone, a kid making noise), but I prefer to think that my mommy sense was tingling.
We're back from a long weekend in Sea Island. Say what you will about the South, but Southerners sure are big on manners. I wouldn't mind if my kids incorporated "yes, ma'am" and "no, sir" as part of their daily vocabularies.
Speaking of vocabularies, I need to start memorializing the funny things the kids say. T announced he was going to go to the University of New Hamster, and he calls tightie whities "tiny whinies." And they both thought the lyrics to "You Give Love a Bad Name" went like this: "Shot through the heart, and you're too lame...."
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