Aging Gracefully

Greg just came in the kitchen and asked me, "How old do I look?" I tactfully told him "27 1/2!" (He is 28.) The question surprised me though because he never says stuff like that so I naturally inquired why he wanted to know. He said he was at a meeting today and someone asked him if he had kids. Greg said, "Yes, three." The guy then said, "So, do they live around here?" Note that our oldest is 4 years old. Greg, in relating the experience, said, "AROUND here? They sleep in my bed!" I never thought of him as looking that old. I guess it's the baldness. This just totally cracked me up!

"If you're wondering how to get confetti out of your carpet...

...Use a comb." This is Greg's advice tonight. We went to a late movie and left all three kids with a sitter. Apparently the baby took a lot of her attention and left Kirby and Sam free to dump out the paper shredder all over our bedroom floor. Since we don't want to wake the kids at midnight by using the vacuum, Greg is using the comb method to clean up and it's working pretty well actually. For some reason he doesn't see the humor in the situation that I do. Hmmmmm.