I promised a rant on the one bitch I have about the Twilight books. Today, you get it. I know...I know...two posts in one day. Sheesh... But first, let me tell you what I really LIKED about the Twilight books. It's the same thing I like about Disney/Pixar movies:

I've always known my kids are smart. Most of the time, their smarts serve them well. But, on the odd occasion, their smarts get them into deep, deep doo-doo. PDD is eyeball-deep in doo-doo right about now, thanks to her smarts. Let me rewind.

PDD has a male Beta fish called Tiffy. Don’t ask. This is the same child who named our dog, Cheerio. Yeah. So, ok, Mr. Tiffy has been swimmin’ around in murky waters lately. His ‘room’ has been about as bad as PDD’s – crap everywhere. In his case…literally. PDD had been on me all week to clean his bowl, and I kept putting...

In the never-ending battle to get PDD to keep her room clean, I have unknowingly created a weekly treasure hunt known to the rest of the world as laundry day. On the way to the bottom of her hamper just now, I found (and I kid you not) the following items, in addition to her dirty laundry: 3 folded t-shirts, clearly not worn since they were returned to her last...

BabySis forwarded an email to me this evening, and it struck a nerve. Enough that I want to pass it on, too...