I am so proud

Let's forget for a minute that your mom is a loon. We won't talk about how she spent her hard earned cash to have Becca come over so that she could scrub down the bathrooms and use bleach in peace. Because only serial killers and other mommies of multiple kids would enjoy that kind of thing. Because that's what I did this morning and you can bet I told at least three other mothers who were envious.

No, we're going to talk about you guys. And your new game that is always set off by the fact that Grace suffers the indignity of STILL having to use a booster seat at the ripe old age of four almost five. "When I'm old enough- When I'm as big as you" is our new game. First, Grace buckles herself into her car seat. Then she starts mentioning her car seat. Then, she starts a sentence with "when I'm big enough" or "When I'm as big as you".

The first one is almost always, "...I won't have to use a booster chair." which is quickly followed by one of Eleanor's quips and then the volleys begin between Eleanor, Grace and a word or two from Jordan. They include being able to drive, borrowing my shoes, having your own purse, being able to fly (not in an airplane), being able to fly an airplane, going to the moon and a whole assortment of other ideas. But this morning Grace blurted out, "When I get as big as you, I'll be able to get the butter all by myself!"

Paula Deen be praised.