Reality

In the aftermath of Jon and Kate Plus Eight, minus Jon, plus skanky college girl, minus skanky college girl, plus Jon again on the weekends, minus Kate trying to Dance as a Star, well, you get the idea...I am left with a guilty pleasure show void on Monday nights. So, I have a tiny thought. I have contemplated the idea of Wes and Nicole Plus Three. Not really, but I often find that the conversations that we have in our funny little family are quite entertaining.
For instance, last night Wes and I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning installing a new countertop and sink in the kitchen. Therefore, we had no running water until about 1 a.m.
9:00:
(Me, while watching my husband work tirelessly on the mitre bolts underneath the countertop) Honey, I have to pee.
(Honey) Then go pee.
(Me) I can't, because I can't flush.
(Honey) You can flush once; it just won't fill back up.
(Me) But I already used my one flush!
(Cade from the other room) Mom! There's something wrong with the toilet!

(Mason today) Mom, I not a boy. I a puppy. You cwazy and Sue Sue cwazy and Daddy cwazy and Neener cwazy. I not cwazy. I a puppy!

(Cade after school today) Mom, can I play with Benjamin when we get home?
(Me) We need to study your spelling words first.
(Cade) I don't have a spelling test tomorrow. I have a note in my backpack that says no more spelling tests.
(Me) Let me read that note.
(Cade as we are parking the car in the driveway) I'll read it to you later. Bye, Mom!

(Me working with Claire on her speech the other day) Claire Bear, say Mason Edward.
(Claire) Meesuh Ehwer!
(Me) Good job! Now, say Cade Alan.
(Claire) Cade Ayan!
(Me) High five! Now, say Claire Elise.
(Claire) Sue Sue!
She definitely got points for originality.

TLC, you may contact me at any time.