Do I run? No, not me. I pick up toys...

My son insisted that every toy be removed from his room tonight before he would go to sleep. I could see it was actually going to build into an anxiety attack before I agreed to move everything into his brother's room. Well, at least I get my exercise!

Mmm...Breakfast Anyone?

My son's breakfast of choice this morning: apricot (pronounced "paper cut") soy yogurt, kalamata olives, and tortilla chips. An interesting combination, but I guess it could be worse. :P