"Mom, you are like totally not the boss. I hit you in church, and you took me to the car, and took away my dvd player...but you are still not as scarey as daddy."

Yeah, this is Anthony in the car after I smacked his bare bottom for punching me repeatedly and yelling in church. It was Ash Wednesday so I figured we'd go to Mass. But he decided he didn't want to be there so he threw a fit IN CHURCH. He plunged himself into the isle and then started to ounch me when I picked him up in one hand while juggling Anneliese in the other. What the heck...And then he decided he was going to be all cute in the car. Grrrrrr. Repeat mantra after me..."I love him. I will always love him. Despite the bruising!" (to my flesh and my ego)It's interesting how quickly he goes from wild insane person to sweet cuddly person.


"DON'T PUT CLEAN CLOTHES ON ME! MY DIRTY ONES ARE ALREADY BROKEN IN AND WARM!"


















"You can hold me...for the moment."

Hehe. Miss cranky butt.