Confessions

OK, so I realize that most of us only blog the good stuff. But last night I said to Mike I think the blog has made me reveal things I normally wouldn't share. I am not an emotional freak all the time. Only when it comes to my kids. And I hate being that way, emotional that is. I am not use to sharing the tender hearted, baby crying freak that I am when it comes to my kids, but I can't help it I am a sorry sap when it comes to them. That is a sign of old age. So since I am sure everyone is tired of my emotional out bursts I thought today I would blog the more evil side of me. Because that is my better side anyway. So last night after making the one last round to make sure all the kids were tucked in tight, sleeping, and making sure the T.V.'s, radios, cell phones, anything else they find to make noise were off. I started thinking I really need some sugar. Well I was too lazy to run to Maverick, and I had just thrown away the left over halloween candy (stupid, I realized at that moment)so I remember Thaddeus always has the stow away treats in his room. So I snuck into his room and looked around. I spotted the coveted gummy bears. Thaddeus had a baggie of them tucked underneath his arm, I am sure he thought it was a good middle of the night snack, or he was planning on eating them for breakfast. I thought twice about it and then decided he loved his mom enough to share. My intentions were just to eat a few and save him a few. I nudged the bed a little just to make sure he was sound a sleep and then I stole his gummie bears. Instead of eating just a few I ate them all. They were so good. I love gummie bears from Costco. Then like any good mom...... I got up early and went to work leaving Mike to deal with the mystery of the missing gummy bears. I hope Thaddeus likes raisin bran because that was about all we had left for breakfast.