Savanna talks more to herself than anyone else. Yesterday she put all her stuffed animals in a line and then in a different line on the bed and then another line on the counter. It's totally thought out too. Once she placed a animal in line, stood back to look and then went and moved it. I remember when I was little doing the same thing. She's so easy and I GET HER.

Wyatt has cold/flu. After I picked him up from school he kept saying "i'm gonna die. I'm gonna die in this car." By the end of the night I wanted to die. He is so not fun to take care of. I gave him a tylenol p.m. at 4:30 and he didn't even crash until 8:00. Seriously?

He wants to be a army soldier; like as in WWII army soldier. He could outlast anyone as far as endurance, mind games and strength. Out of all the boys/boyfriends in my life he has been the trickiest for me to understand. Being 7 means he is pretty transparent. I know as he gets older he will have so many mind weapons against me I will probably just surrender.