Is it Bed Time Yet?

Today at two o'clock Lily peed her pants in the driveway and then cried. Then at three, she unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper in the toilet and then cried. Then at four she smeared peanut butter all over her legs and feet and the carpet and when I tried to wash it off she cried. Then at five Drew wouldn't let her in his fort so she hit him and then she cried...

I wonder what she'll do at six o'clock?

When Drew was four I thought four-year-old boys were THE WORST!

I was wrong. It's four-year-old girls. Because they do everything four year-old boys do but then THEY CRY ABOUT IT!

Oh yeah, and two (almost three) year-old boys are pretty bad too.

Owen's new favorite past time is filling the bathroom sink with water and then squirting/pouring in all my make-up, hair products, toothpaste, and soap. 

He and Lily have been working together today, "decorating" the walls with crayon, emptying the apple juice and ketchup bottles onto the kitchen floor, and scattering the clean laundry from the baskets around the house. 

While I was typing this, they dumped half a box of Cheerios onto the carpet. 

Bedtime cannot come soon enough.