The good life.

Not a peep from all 6 kids last night.

In fact, they got up this morning and starting serving themselves breakfast. After a little while, the door to my room opened and there was Parker. He said, "Can you pour me some milk?" I felt bad as Michael had left for work and Amy was in the back house.

So I got up and went out to the kitchen where all three 3-year olds were eating cereal. With milk. When I asked who poured the milk, they all said, "We did!"