Little Rascals

Three of my nephews came over to spend the night (Kurt - 10 yrs old, Chris - 9 yrs old, Ace - 5 yrs old) and oh boy oh boy oh boy...

I'm nowhere near ready for motherhood, or at least give me a big house w/ a huge basement and they can tear that room apart; they can whack it up all they want. The cutest part of the day, other than their faces and eating habits, was when I was in the shower. The 5 yr old one (who looks like he's 3 b/c he's so cute and petite) barges right in while I'm showering. I'm like "uhh, excuse me..". But of course, he has to go so I cannot deny the boy the toilet. The shower door isn't exactly clear, but I'm not entirely blocked. The toilet is next to the tub, so I'm laughing to myself while he is peeing b/c he acts like the man of the house and comes and goes as he pleases. He's my little man (nephew and God son), so he can do (almost) anything he wants. Then the 10 yr old starts talking to me about football audibles and sacks. I'm looking at him like how did you know this. He learned it from PS2 games. It took me 20+ yrs to learn those terms and he just learns by himself at 10. Smart kid.

I still have a whole bunch of crap to do before sleeping so I'll have to post up myChristmas pictures and stories (if I remember them) tomorrow. For now, I'm out...