One Day More

One Sunday then back to school.

The big boys are back and acting normally...wait that's not exactly right....let's see, we'll go with "normal for us". Sparky has been uncharacteristically quiet but cooperative. Drama Boy cried over having to do the dishes and not being allowed to dye his hair black or bleach it blond. So again, "normal for us". Ana did allow him to have his hair highlighted. Choosing hair dye right after having the boys choose new school shoes was excruciating. They are so picky. I'd rather take 60 teen girls shopping then those two guys.

Following our shopping excursion we ate dinner at the food court of the last store we visited. Keeping things interesting, Drama Boy asked all the girls (grown-ups too) what they would want to look like if they were a guy. Never been asked that before. Odd child. Then he told us what he would want to look like if he were a girl. Okay, freaking me out...can we change the subject now?

The Boss made it through an entire day without a screaming fit. Squeaker told the same story that she has been repeating for a week and at least twice today. When asked "Didn't you just tell her that story?", she simply answered "Yes." Lucky pestered all day about walking or washing the dogs. She's making me hate the dogs. Not really....okay a little bit.

Just another normal Saturday.