I haven’t updated my blog in, like, what? Forever? So much of my free time is wasted on FaceBook now that there are days I completely forget I have a blog. I actually had to do a password recovery today. Lol

Funny, amusing, and interesting things do happen. When they do I think to myself, “I should blog about this.” But then I don’t and inevitably I forget what happened or why it was funny or even interesting for that matter.

Life has been happening all around us. Maren went back to school – 4th grade. She told me that next year, she would be smarter than I am.

Ok, I’ll bite. “Why is that, Maren?”

Her response was pretty clever. She had concluded that she will be smart than me because next year she’ll be in the 5th grade, and she heard me miss a COUPLE Are You Smarter than a 5th Grader questions. (In my defense, I totally rock that game! I have NEVER gone out on a 4th grade or below question, but will admit I’ve been stumped on some 5th grade history/social studies questions (not my strongest subjects)).

She is growing up too fast. Soon enough, she’ll know it all.

The boys keep me busy, busy, busy. I’m amazed at how their little minds work in sync.

Have you worked with someone that speaks another language. You hear them chatting in the other tongue and you just KNOW they are talking about you (more than likely they aren't, but....). It’s the same with twins. I hear them talking – half English half Twin. I KNOW they are plotting against me. I think it goes something like this, "Jabber, jabber, jabber. This is really going to piss Mom off. Jabber, jabber..." High Five.

There was the time they flooded the kitchen counter by turning the faucet from out of the sink and onto the counter top. To the running water they added about a half bottle of dish detergent. Why? Because they wanted to make bubbles. To their credit they were successful. Very successful in fact. Bubbles on the counter, bubbles on floor, bubbles in their hair, bubbles on my stack of bills, bubbles, bubbles everywhere. All my creditors got a payment with a fresh lemon scent. Or the time the fire department was called to our house because they locked me out – again. They could have unlocked the deadbolt, but they were having too much fun making sand paintings out of salt and pepper from the shakers they emptied on the floor.

I can't get angry with them because every time they do something naughty they recover with something so darn cute. Most of the time they are rather sweet little boys, and more often than not, they are the ones entertaining me. A week ago they were eating their Dora the Explorer yogurt and I could hear them singing the Dora theme song, “Do-do-do-do dah yogurt! Do-do-do-do dah yogurt!” LOL. Another time I asked Adam what he wanted for lunch, peanut butter or tuna fish sandwiches, Adam wanted “peanut butter sammiches and grapeths”. To which Zach chimed in “No, no peanut butter! I want gold fish sammiches….. and grapeths.” I can barely keep a straight face with some of the answers I get.

And Maren really does do her best to please me. They boys idolize her, which means they'll probably be smart than me too.

I guess I should enjoy my last year of smartness as it seems my children are plotting my demise. Unless I stay one step ahead, my reign as Queen Bee in Cooperstown shall be overthrown by this time next year by 3 little smarty-pants. I’d better start brushing up on US History, and try my darndest to learn a new language.

Wonder if Rosettastone makes course for Twin…