Can we say "BUSTED!!"

Sometimes as hard as you try your kids do things that.... well... give away the farm so to speak.

Now lets just say that I like to spend some time on the computer. Right. Let's just say.
Addie and I have gotten into a bit of a routine that after breakfast we go downstairs for her to play and I check in on my facebook addiction. It's a well laid out plan that benefits everyone. Addie gets to play with all of the toys and I get to supervise.

I guess because Big Daddy isn't home daily when this goes on he didn't realize how rigid our routine could be. But Addie speechlessly informed him.

This morning after being awoken boy Joseph saying that he elbowed Trent in the face and there was blood. We all got up and were sitting around the kitchen table having breakfast. Thank you Eggo. Oh and for the record, Trent was OK. There was in fact some blood and little bit of a split lip...but nothing major. Have kids, you'll soo realize that if the blood isn't actually squirting out profusely, it isn't 'major'.

After breakfast Big Daddy was cleaning up the dishes and the kids were in the living room playing. I refilled my coffee cup and was standing in the hallway. Miss Addie spotted me and instantly ran to the basement door in anticipation that I would open it and we would head downstairs for our morning rituals.

That in itself tipped off Big Daddy and he asked if that was our routine since she seemed to know it so well. I couldn't hide it any longer could I.

It's just one of those things about parenthood. Your kids can tell you so much without ever speaking a word.