Sunday, January 16, 2011

the drama

Oh the drama at our house. Ben usually melts down when we decide not to serve dessert. M.E.L.T.s Down! Like the kid never EVER has dessert. Cloudy - Well, he's an entire different species. As a kid my parents always wished upon me a child just like me. Why they would do that, I have no idea. Torture I suppose. That was an evil thing to do to me. Well, dear parents, if you are reading: You're wish has been granted. Sit back and enjoy the next 19 years.
Proof: Cloudy L.O.V.E.S. brushing his teeth. (And In my family we know THIS is the beginning)
To the point that he walks around with a tooth brush in his hand at the house. After bath time - you HAVE to brush them. In the morning b/f school - we HAVE to brush them. Or just when he decides his gorgeous pearly whites aren't gleaming as they should, we brush. Even in the buff -we brush (him not me).

The boys geeking out on the couch (iphone for dad, remote for Clouds, space schuttle for Ben)
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