My children are incredibly endearing and incredibly aggravating....often at the same time.......
Like when Gator-boy is running across the living room as fast as he can and without slowing down runs right into your knees. He uses his belly like a bumper car and tries to see how far back he can bounce. Giggling the whole time.
Gator-boy is again messing with Sugars' swing. I say "Gator! Stop that!....ONE" Sonshine says, "two, three you're gonna get a spanking!"
You're driving along, got Veggie Tales music playing on the back speakers. Boys are just hanging out quietly enjoying the scenery. Then all of a sudden Sonshine "sings" the last word of a song at the top of his voice. First time he did that to Subvet (who has hearing loss and can't hear the tunes when turned to the back speakers) he almost ran off the road.
During that precious time of day known as nap-time just when you think everyone's asleep and you can relax a bit, you hear the sound of giggling coming from the boys' room.
While playing with the baby you notice a smell. You know, oooh that smell, can'tcha smell that smell... You're thinking this must have been a power dump so you go stock up on baby wipes..get an extra diaper just in case...break out the hazmat uniform from Mr. Mom, complete with clothespin for your nose...only to open up the diaper and find ghost poop. You know what ghost poop is don'tcha? All smell, no substance. That kid done faked you out.