Today (which was actually yesterday)

I cleaned Abrie's room. When she saw her room you would have thought by the look on her face that I had just bought her a pony. She ran up to me, hugged me, and then said excitedly, "Thanks Mom, I'm going to write this in my journal!". As she ran off I yelled to her, "Could you also write that I cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom? I just want to make sure that it's documented somewhere that I actually do clean... sometimes."

Today (which was actually yesterday)

while I was cleaning Abrie's room, Macie ran over to the neighbors house and asked them if the could go poop in their bathroom. They said yes. I'm just grateful she decided to go in the toilet as opposed to the driveway.

Today (which is actually today)

is Nate's birthday. I plan on kidnapping him for the evening (or is it adultnapping?) I also plan on sexually harassing him via text one last time (actually, it probably won't be the last time).

And just for your information, I've been informed that the correct verbage for dirty little texts are called 'sexting'. You can thank Amy for this tid bit of information.