Too Much

Sometimes there is just too much in my home. Too much drama, too much fighting, too much noise, and too much testosterone.

But can you ever have too much of this...



Giggles came home from school yesterday sporting this new look. He informed me that his new facial hair was a "prize" he earned from school. He wore it all day at school and wore it the rest of the day at home while doing homework, practicing the piano AND out in public to a doctor's appointment.

Yep. I let him. After all, it made me laugh. Why not allow other people to have a good laugh too? He was sad though when suppertime arrived and he finally had to take it off. He didn't want to get ravioli in it and risk ruining it.

Giggles told me that he hopes I have a mustache one day. Can kids curse their parents like parents curse their kids? I hope not. Otherwise I think I might be in trouble. I better get a good razor just in case.