Friday Five: 8.22.13

1. We have entered a time where no paper is safe in this house. AJ has become our little "tagger." His initials show up on everything from grocery receipts to a birthday card I started writing out to a friend and left unattended to change a diaper. It is my favorite kind of graffiti. 
2. It is normal for kids to have an item they are attached to. For lots of kids it's a blanket or a stuffed animal. Sammy? Currently obsessed with a towel. A hooded monkey towel. He drags it around the house and cries if he notices me throw it in the laundry pile. 
3. I made muffins this morning. AJ and Sammy friendly blueberry muffins. At 4 in the freaking morning because I was awake (thank you Samuel Frederick) The only people who ate said muffins? The adults in the house. Picky eaters seem to be a universal part of parenting. Feeding picky eaters with two opposing food allergies? For the love...
4. Speaking of eating, here's a look into my weight watchers brain. I was craving a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. What I ate? A peanut butter and banana sandwich. Why? Because bananas are zero points. So clearly if I'm going to eat something like peanut butter that has a zillion points, I should definitely not spend an extra point or two on jelly. Crazy. I know. 
5. I am the keeper of the calendar in this family. I write everything down. (because lord knows my sleep deprived memory can't be counted on!) So imagine my surprise when Karl forwarded me his flights for his upcoming trip to KY. And those flights? A week later than the week I have him out of town on the calendar. Oh, they changed the dates of the national meeting. Guess who didn't tell me? Lucky for me (and the aforementioned traveling husband), Nana Joan is coming to visit for 3 weeks in September, and so we will have childcare coverage for both the week Karl is going to be gone AND the week he was supposed to be gone. I swear, if I win the lotto, I'll keep my job and hire a live in nanny. I love working, but I do not love figuring out who will take care of my kids when I'm doing so. 

Happy Friday, friends.