So I was laying down with Andres on the couch while he was taking a nap and Carlos was playing on the computer. Ahhhhhh.....a perfect time to watch some tv. I hardly ever get to sit and just zone in front of the tv. And, I love nothing more than to just sit there and flip through the channels (Yes. I am a channel flipper and it drives my husband insane). It's one of my favorite pastimes right behind crafting......... 
So, anyway, holy freakin' guacamole with chips on the side.... has anyone seen this show called "My Sweet Sixteen" on MTV. First off, I want to know what I need to do to come back in my second life as a child to these uber-rich parents and their freewheeling spending ways. Is there a form I need to fill out. An interview I must go through. Because there is no way I want to come back to life as a salamander when there is a chance I can live in Miami Beach and get a Land Rover for my 16th birthday. For the love of spending limits, do these people have no restraint? I think (no wait. I know.) that they spent more on that birthday party than my mom did raising us 5 kids and that includes my wedding. Whatever happened to cake and ice cream and an extra hour on your curfew to stay out with your friends for a birthday. Makes me glad for my solid middle class standing...... Sorry Carlos. No flamethrowers, rap stars or hummers for your birthday. We prefer to be able to 
eat when we retire......
Anyway, totally ridiculous. I don't know. Maybe I'm living under a rock, but do kids really get all that nowadays? If so, I have a lot of work ahead of me for the next 10 years setting that bar really low for Carlos. By the time he gets to his 16th, he'll be thanking me profusely with tears in his eyes for a cake with ice cream.
OK, enough about that......I've got to organize the stuff off my floor as my new bookcase should be installed tonight!!! Yeah!
