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Random things in My Day

3 crazy kids means triple the craziness in my life. Here's just a random sampling from each one.

Jacie (she's 7) - She decides she wants to stay the night. Her mom and I reluctantly agree. She goes over around 7pm. It's attempt number 1 at some independence, I guess. The attempt lasts until about 9:50pm, when we get a call from a girl 3 blocks away saying she wants to come home. I'd tell her to walk, but her mom is listening to the phone conversation...

Luke (he's 5) - Every time we go to McDonald's (which is less than the kids would like but more than I want to go), the boy wants a cheeseburger. He usually scrafs it and a small fry down and then helps his sisters finish their chicken nuggets. So I suggest to Jen that maybe it's time the boy has a double cheeseburger. This last Friday we do just that. He scarfs it down along with a small fry and STILL helps his sisters finish their chicken nuggets. I take note and start thinking about part-time jobs I can get to help feed him once he turns 13.

Jerica (she's 2,...2!) - Okay, I'll admit it, I am sarcastic. So is my wife. And Jacie and Luke have learned at tender ages. But Jerica was my innocent little baby, or so I thought. It's a regular day, which around here includes Jerica filling her diaper with surprises for me. I smell her and tell her, "oh, you're stinky." She turns to me (I'm not making this up) and retorts, "no, you are." I'm gonna have to knock the sarcasm out of her.

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