You know all those quotes about how a mom is not simply a mom, but a housekeeper, a nurse, a teacher, etc? You know what they always forget to include? NINJA!

I am a ninja.

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Finn still won't take a bottle. Countdown to play in Portland: 3 days.

Think they allow infants?

And to ease my increasing headache and make this post worthwhile - the boys in their new Duallie Bob!

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Grandma: One, two, buckle my...
Cael: Shoe!
Grandma: Three, Four, open the...
Cael: Door!
Grandma: Five, Six, pick up...
Cael: Mess!

I'm such a proud mama.

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Go, Rescue Pack!

Obviously, I have been watching enough Go, Diego, Go! that I, too, have become an animal rescuer.

Authorities are still trying to determine whether it was accidental or attempted suicide, but one way or another, Medusa got herself sucked into the tank filter this morning. I walked by and saw her stretched into a skinny pink tube and all her arms were down the black hole.

Because I don't have a super backpack, camera, and interactive audience, I had to resort to Google to help me remedy this crisis. In what some would call a "duh" solution, my research concluded that I needed to turn the filter off. This, according to the world wide webs, may only be the first step. It could possibly be followed by dismantling and prying. I was not looking forward to that portion of the program.

I couldn't find a switch for the filter, but I yanked the plug out of the wall and the tank powered off. Medusa slowly slid back out and balled up into the fetal position. No arms appear to have been severed. Medical teams are standing by. I hope. Maybe. Do vets attend to invertebrates?

The good news is - two more saves and Diego will make me an official Animal Rescuer!

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Four out of five dentists agree: Cael is an awesome brusher of teeth.



The fifth dentist thinks that one should use a Tigger instead.



I'm not convinced the fifth dentist is wrong.

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