Parent of the Year

Well we have been inside for 2 weeks now... with weather ranging in temperature from 10 degrees to -10 degrees... and I just found myself in a parenting high. It went something like this...

Anna: (extreamly high pitched screech followed by) Kaid pay for the Popsicle!

Mom: (yelling) You can't steal the popsicle!

Anna: (still screeching) You stole my popsicle!

Kaid: (on the other side of room) Na Na Na Na Na

Anna: (screeching)

Mom: (yelling) Give Anna the popsicle or your grounded for the rest of the winter! (keep in mind he's been inside for two weeks)

Now keep in mind the popsicle in question was a tinker toy - You know your at an all time parenting low when yelling at kids for imagined offenses for imagined toys... The good news is it's supposed to be 50 degrees on Sunday! Oh yeah, we will be outside!

More big news?

Well, after 8 years of begging, pleading, and trying to manipulate us into getting a dog (yes, I resisted for 8 full years) I finally relented when my brother called and asked if we could take his dog. She is a very well behaved dog, so I agreed. Now our Saturday's are spent picking up Roxy's poop. Bekah loves her and Anna and Kaid have really taken to her, they all tell her what to do - Roxy sit, Roxy come, Roxy fetch. Unfortunatley, it's usually at the same time so the poor dog is often confused. Roxy however, is terrified of Quinn, when he crawls over to with in a 12 inch radius, Roxy moves...