This morning I am listening to Aaron sing an ode to his favorite cereal. It goes something like this:

"You are my favorite, MINI-WHEATS!

You are my favorite, MINI-WHEATS!"

He even hums it as he chews. I guess the boys likes his cereal.

Brendan, once again, got off to school with no problems. Unless you want to count how each morning he all the sudden does not want to wear the clothes that HE HIMSELF picked out the day before.

Oooh, now Aaron has changed up his tune a bit, adding:

"I'm going to find you, MINI-WHEATS!"

I had my hair chopped this weekend. I was tired of the length, wanted something that could be easier to manage this curl that I have. Well, how do I describe it?? A mix of the short, cute, Meg Ryan hair cut and add to that the hair of Ellen Degeneres. Yep. Its horrible. Thank goodness that my hair grows fast.