This morning what I thought was a toy on the floor turned out to be dog poo. I found this out by trying to kick the “toy” out of my way.


Our poor dog spent Saturday and part of Sunday at a dog boarding place. He was traumatized and therefore crapped on our floor.

We had an amazing weekend in the cities though. The twins couldn’t have been better at the Twins game. A was wide awake during pretty much the whole game but he was happy as can be. B slept and ate through pretty much the whole game. So, of course she was happy (most of the time that is). And E woke up during the 8th inning to the Twins winning and people jumping up and down screaming and of course she was also happy.

I love my kids. They are awesome.

Aidan at the game.