I like the kids to be able to do most things for themselves. Velcro shoes until they learn to tie, easy-to-reach clothes, step-stools in the bathrooms for washing hands. So I badgered Mitch into hanging coat hooks the girls could reach for weeks and weeks, and finally he did it. And they looked great! Until I told Grace to hang the coat up that she was wearing on her new hook. And she did. While she was wearing it. And the entire hook came out of the wall and made a big hole. Another week goes by and we've patched and painted the wall. Now, there is only one hook left, but starting today, whenever anyone takes a shower, water sprays out of the screw holes on the coat hook.

And now that damn Costco-sized box of Oreos is calling me into the kitchen.