Well, G finally said those words we've been both expecting and dreading:

"I have a boyfriend, Daddy!"

M about crapped his pants, and I could easily read his thoughts, and they were something along the lines of shotguns and a giant padlock.

Preschool has opened up a whole new world for G, and despite the fact that there are only four boys in her class, she's got three of them already doing her bidding. Before nap today we were reading a fairy tale and the princess was only dancing with the prince. G was concerned that the princess wasn't giving the other men a chance.

"When I'm a real princess I'm not going to just dance with one handsome prince. I'm going to dance with all of them!"

Mh is at the hardware store today buying lumber for a very, very, tall, doorless tower.