Mark had to work late tonight so I was telling the kids that I'd be getting them ready for bed after I cleaned up the kitchen. Sam said, "mom, you never let US help you clean up the kitchen. Can we do something to help tonight?" As I was recovering from the shock, Katie said something like, "yeah, can we have a fun job helping you clean the kitchen?" And Sam said, "yeah, like washing dishes! Can we wash the dishes tonight mom?" He later said, "you should just let us help you clean the kitchen every time, mom." Um, ok. Knock yourselves out!
And speaking of weird kids, Nathan has started calling me mom. He is 1, people. Ok, to be fair, he will be 2 next month, but seriously, what 1 year old calls his mother "mom"? I'm pretty sure I don't like it, but at the same time nearly everything he says and does is super cute, so I can't bring myself to make him say mommy. Tell me: could YOU resist this face?

And in other news, I am now less than 35 days away from my due date. Mark had a little panic attack last night, but I think he's settled down for now. He's worried that we don't have a name picked out yet. He seems to have forgotten that none of our children has had a name before he/she was born. In fact, I am pretty sure that none of them had a name until the day we came home from the hospital. We're weird like that, though. I guess I see now where our kids get it!