I tell the girls they need to pick up the living room.

W says, "All of it?"

A replies before I can, "Well, at least enough to make it not 'holy crap' bad."

W: I think I ate too much. My tummy has a headache.

I'm working on new t-shirt designs. A says, "I have so many great ideas! Like one that says 'poopy underpants!'"

I am reading a book about manners to W.

The book asks: what should you say when you win a game?

W immediately responds: You're a loser!

Me: Um. No. And that's why we're reading a book about manners.

W had a bit of a discipline issue today. After the dust settled, she very sweetly said to me, "I'm sorry mama. You're the boss...oh, and I farted."

W just came into me crying "I hurt myself! I dropped somefing on my big toe! It hurts real bad! I need some dessert!"

W's prayer tonight: Thank you for my sister because she takes good care of me. Thank you for my Mama because she takes care of me and bes love to me and says prayers for me. Amen.

This is A's picture of a star. "This is a star, like our sun, with those things coming out of it? You know, solar flares."

At the end of the luau, the Chief said he would give any kid who ate the eyeball of the fish $10. A hopped right up and commented, "yum! tasty eyeball!" He took her over to the fish, unwrapped it and got the eye out and set it in front of her.

She reached right over and ate it. He paused in shock and commented said, "did she really just eat that? No kid has ever done that before! Who's kid is this?"

Guess he's never had a TrackersNW kid at his luau...

I don't know why we paid for tickets, they could have just been carry-ons...

W: Mama! Look at that poor tree! It doesn't have any leaves!

Me: babe, that's a telephone pole...