Three Strikes...

Today is almost over...

I started writing this post this morning...and here I am now, anxiously anticipating sleep.

Today was without humor...but I have a funny memory from yesterday...

All of our candy from Halloween in March was out on the dining room table. I'm upstairs trying to match socks and I hear Pre-K 4 crying and screaming at the Dictator, which really is very rare.
Turns out the baby had eaten all of her "Halloween" candy...mind you this is candy that has been in my pantry since October...
So, I basically continue on with my sock mission, because the candy has already been eaten and the baby knows it, so she's the big winner...end of story.
Well, not quite...Nick comes home and Pre-K starts to tell him about the great injustice...she is immediately interrupted by this statement,  "Daddy...I eat all Meli's candy and she cry like baby!"
We nearly died laughing.

I saw this article once about a woman who "solved" the mystery of the missing socks by pinning them together previous to washing...who the hell is this woman with the time to pin socks together.