Every morning that Charming leaves before the children wake up, he comes into our room, says goodbye and requests that I not forget to say morning prayers with the children.  It always makes me think Qui-Gon Jin’s last request in Star Wars Episode 1– "promise me you’ll train the boy…"  Something to smile about I guess.

So this morning, after a nightmare filled sleep (I think I am watching this show a little too much) I get this request and then 30 minutes later the girls are in my room requesting, not prayers, but breakfast.  We are working hard on getting the people to ask before they get food, but they seem to never ask when I am able to do it, and always ask while I am asleep.  Anyway.  For about 20 minutes they snuggled in my bed, kicked each other and drew pictures on my back.  When I was finally not a zombie Sugar asked a funny question.

"Why do you have squishy dots on your back?"

I have moles.  Who doesn’t?  But why would she call them moles when squishy dots is a much better descriptor.  Is there a suggestion box for that somewhere?  New, better, medical terms suggestions?

 Anyway.

So then we made muffins for breakfast.  Spider immediately wanted butter on hers.  She then proceeded to eat a piece, request more butter, eat a piece, and request more butter until her muffin was gone.  And when it was gone, I went in to clean the kitchen.

And when I cam back, she had found something else to eat:

Tasty, until you slice your tongue 

Yes, that is butter in her squishy little hand.  And yes that is a butter knife in her mouth.  I’m a terriblt mother, I know.  How was your Monday morning?