And, if you do it the Catholic/farm/etc family way, the older children help raise the younger ones.

Is elenahebes anyone here?

I just grocery shopped like I'm having a Super Bowl party, but I'm not! I do now have supplies to make queso and chips (I'm not making the chips), black bean soup, and brownies! They might not all be made this weekend.

Also, I just overheard my super giving his son a lesson -- the son was buzzing the intercom, and instead of letting him in, my super is saying, "Why don't you have your keys?" The kid remembered he did have his keys after all.

No 3D for me.

And some kids don't want to go to school. Poor noodle. I wonder what his mother did or didn't do so that the father wasn't allowed to leave the kids alone with her.

I purchased stuff for veggie snacks, wings, cheesy bean dip I'll make, meatballs, chips, pretzels, crackers, and other tasty stuff. The grocery clerk knew I had boys and asked how many I was having. When I said I didn't have a clue she gave me 8 pair of 3D glasses. Woo! I also bought wine for me.

That story about the kid driving is so sad. I mean, the article doesn't get into it, but I can only imagine.

I didn't actually go to Target, but I just ordered a bunch of stuff online. We'll see if I keep any of it, or if it just means a trip next weekend to return it all!

Dumb question: what time is the superbowl? (I know it's tomorrow.)

We got about 25 pounds of pork, which is surprisingly manageable. About 5 pounds of sausage, maybe 10-12 pork chops, a couple of packs of shoulder steaks, several packs of sliced ham, uncured bacon, a ham roast... we let someone else take the ribs, and the neck bones and liver!

That story about the kid driving is so sad. I mean, the article doesn't get into it, but I can only imagine.

And my husband, the game store manager who is forever advising parents on which games might be inappropriate for young kids said, after finding out that the kid had learned how to "drive" from GRAND THEFT AUTO, "Well, at least he didn't stop to pick up a ho or shoot anyone."

::headdesk::

Dumb question: what time is the superbowl? (I know it's tomorrow.)

Kickoff's usually around 6:20, flea.

The grandmother of the litter of babies probably shouldn't have aired all that, but she sounds like she's completely fed up with her daughter. I'd probably have trouble being rational if I wasn't particularly happy with the daughter who lived with me having six children, and then she's about to bring home eight more.

I was going to stop to look for 3D glasses, but I was exposed to too many humans and had to come home. I may check the CVS on the corner, but since my eyes don't play well together, I generally can't see the 3D effect anyway.

Dear people in crowded stores: If you're slooowly strolling along two or three abreast in a narrow aisle, you've given up your right to be huffy when someone pushes by you, particularly when that person has cleared her throat and said "excuse me" several times.