My Crazy Kids

There they are - the loves of my life. Who knew you could have so many?

So, a little about my children...How do I capture their  unique personalities in a blog friendly format? Oh my, Jack is my mama's boy with a penchant for mowing and watching iego (Dora's cousin for all those out of the Nickolodean kid's show loop). He enjoys long walks down the driveway and pasta like nobody's business. He's prone to colds and ear infections and will be immune to antibiotics by the time he reaches kindergarten, I'm sure.

Meg is bit of a nudist. She is my flower child. I always say that it doesn't matter where Meggie's planted. She will unfold and bloom, no matter what the climate. She's adaptable. Adjustable. Flexible. A total middle child who is so used to flying under the radar she's rather stealth bomber-like. You don't know if she's going to have a pack of gum in her mouth. You never saw her come in the kitchen and grab a cookie until you find the crumbs. She's a girl after my own heart.

And last but not least, Addie. Addie was that baby that never slept. The girl who wants slumber party with mom every night - and she's now seven. She is a sweetheart who roleplays teacher/student scenarios every day after school. She has her own Lillian Vernon school calendar to change the date, note the weather, the season, and the day of the week. She's either going to be a writer or a school teacher. My money's on the teacher thing.