Ninja Toddlers ... or Toddler Ninjas?

Superhero: Where are *Artist* & *Fighter*?

Me: Umm, sleeping.

Superhero: No, they've been gone for an hour.

That's preschooler time-I had just checked on them 10 minutes before, and I THOUGHT they were finally going to sleep. They had to walk right by my open door to get to the stairs-they did so silently. I found them in the bathroom downstairs. Two of daddy's credit cards were in the toilet, some cash and a handful of receipts in the tub, his mostly-empty wallet had been discarded on the floor. Both the twins were in the tub, too, water running, pajamas soaked. I guess my little ninjas like bathtime.
I haven't posted in WAY too long. To be honest, I forgot this blog existed! The boys are doing well--growing, laughing, making us crazy, and generally making life worth living. We just had spring break, and it's back to school for Daddy and Superhero tomorrow. We're all sad to see it end--it was a great week. We spent Easter with my parents, Nana & Papaw came for an overnight visit on Thursday (and Nana gave all three boys haircuts!), and Grandma and Papaw Ellison came to visit Saturday. Oh, and we went shopping with Great-grandma Barton the day before Easter. As usual, though, none of the visits were long enough, and we're all sad that we didn't get to visit with the cousins. And now it's off to bed with the HOPE that we'll all get up on time in the morning!