More cleaning today(but seriously, does that ever end?) and some painting of a coffee table in which I SWEAR Lonnie told me I could paint, but the expression, "what are you doing!!" and a cross look came over him when he walked on the porch....maybe it wasn't the table he was talking about? Hmmmmm ooops. It was part of his prized bachelor furniture and it has taken quite a beating from the little punk, thomas, dinos, Nascar dudes and Brody's teeth.
Thanks for all of your thoughts on my stinky tooth situation. I appreciate the suggestions and I will take them to heart...er, or tooth. You guys rock.
OPERATION SLEEP: Ummmm well, it was going okay (just okay) but Brody was up twice last night, the second time he screamed bloody murder until I got him (better one than two cranky kids) then at four, it was to bed...with me...someone needed sleep...okay, I really needed sleep. I hate starting bad habits, but it had to be done. Tonight it's all cry...you really think this dude would get it by now, um no. Part of it is my fault, I need to be consistent!!!
Peace out. It's bedtime.