Happy St. Patrick’s Day, ya’ll! In case you missed anything this week . . .

My Blog Posts

This week started out with a bang. Or a splash, actually. Either way, it was pretty disgusting. And beautiful at the same time. (No? Just me? Ok.) If you missed it, I shared how we came to name baby #3. If you’re squeamish, or don’t like the word “placenta,” I’d steer clear of this one.

I also shared a day in our life here at the crazy house through a photo essay of sorts. In support of Sarah Emily Tuttle-Singer’s post about how we need to stop telling lies on Facebook, I wanted you to see the real stuff that happens with my little wild things. Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it’s sweet, but sometimes it’s messy and tears are shed. And sometimes we spend more time than I’d like in front of the tv. Or crying.

My last post this week was a spin-off of Jason Good’s “46 Reasons My Three Year Old Might be Freaking Out” (if you haven’t read it, I highly recommend you take a minute to do so) where I put together a list of reasons moms and dads just might be freaking out. You know, like when your kid takes a swig of milk from a sippy cup you lost 4 days ago, or when your bathroom gets flooded from one too many dinosaur baths.

My Favorite Kid

A few weeks ago, I posted something one of my kids said and how that kid was my favorite for that day. Truth be told, I do absolutely love all of my kids equally, but definitely differently. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a favorite kid at any given time. Usually it’s the one that’s not whining or complaining of breaking stuff, or the one who’s being extra sweet and cuddly. And this can change by the second. And sometimes, all three are my favorites at the same time. 🙂

Since this first post, I try to end every day with a “favorites” post. Here are what my favorites said this week:

• Monday: “Mommy, you’re a big genius,” said my favorite today.
• Tuesday: “Mommy, may I peeze be may-cused [excused]?” said my favorite today.
• Wednesday: “Mommy, I’m berry sorry you’re sick,” said my favorite today.
• Thursday: “Can I make dinner?” asked my favorite today.
• Friday: “Mommy, I think we all just need some quiet time,” said my favorite today.
• Saturday: “Zzzzzzzzzzzzz,” said my favorite today while rocking a 3-hour nap.

My Top 5 Facebook Posts

Instead of recapping my favorite posts–and at the risk of appearing too narcissistic–here are my top 5 liked Facebook posts:

I was wholly unprepared for raising boys after a girl. The exhaustion from telling my 3 yo to get his hands out of his pants may do me in.

Had to drag my sick butt off the couch to pick up Saurus from daycare. Got myself a salad while I was out. And by salad, I mean a cool ranch Doritos loco taco. And a churro. Don’t judge.

The laundry gods are smiling on me today–had a match for every little blessed sock! The fun and excitement gods, however, have given me a big ole middle finger.

Me to 3 yo: “You don’t sneak food little mister.”  3 yo: “You don’t sneak food either, Mommy.” Touche.

How is it my kids are clumsy and loud by day but super quiet stealth ninjas in the middle of the night?

There you have it. Just another week with the wild things.