The countdown to birthdays is indeed, on like Donkey Kong. I can't wait! Spence has been saying forever that he'll do everything when he's four. If you ask him about swimming, riding a bike, whatever, his response will invariably be..."When I'm four." So I'm curious to see how turning four changes things. Apparently little boys go to bed three years old and wake up men.

Woot woot for a positive outcome on the daycare situation, Courtney!

Liar liar, pants on fire, what's going on, Robby? Hope this isn't a trend, dear boy! What sorts of things is he lying about, Kel?

Nothing too much going on here...Aside from the warming weather. Sun, where have you BEEN?! I've missed you so! I'm so darn excited to get the kids out of the house and playing. We attempted to do that this last weekend, when it was decently clear and sunny out...The baby just sort of wandered around with this pitiful look on his face, like, Hey, somebody forgot me. I'm supposed to be in the house. Somebody come get me, there's this horrible light shining down from above and I'm irritated. Come get me. Really pitiful.

Well ladies, I'm off...My attorneys are no doubt lost without my brilliant mind to guide them. Hardy har har.