Friday the Jazz bear was at Stringham's. Addie was way excited. He gave away Jazz posters, his autograph, jazz calculator, balloons, and popcorn. My kids thought it was the best ever.
Due to recent events, Peyton is now out of a crib and in a big boy bed. He is very proud. No more babies in my house.
Addie has reached a new level of sassiness since turning 6. She informed me that I am the meanest mom in the neighborhood. I decided to wear that title proudly. If being the meanest mom means that I have rules for my children as well as other children that come to my house, don't let my kids wander aimlessly through the neighborhood, make my children do chores and limit their play, then I guess I am the meanest mom and I am proud of it.