While coloring eggs this easter-eve I announced that I had lost a nut while getting off of my computer chair. Bitching, hobbling and holding my sack, my 3 year old went to go look for it for me and my 10 year old told me I could have one of his since he wasn’t using both of them. If that isn’t true love for a parent I don’t know what is.

Now I must leave because they are driving me nuts (no pun intended) and if I don’t I will cook them and they will be breakfast.