How is it?

• How is it that Jackson knows the exact moment I pour myself a bowl of cereal, even if he is in the basement playroom or sleeping?
• How is it that both times I have given birth the birthing room has turned into a three ring circus?
• How is it that I didn't even mind the circus and won't mind if it happens again?
• How is it that Brennan is reverting in potty training and having an 'accident' almost every day?
• How is it that I have gotten so fat?
• How is it that EVERY TIME Bart wants a t.v. remote, they have all grown legs and walked away?
  
• How is it that I can read Harry Potter in less than a week, but take forever to read the Book of Mormon?
• How is it that just when things are looking up, Bart smashes his glasses?
• How is it that Bart thought that his glasses were safe because he put them behind something on the kids table???
• How is it that my peaceful shower gets interrupted almost every day, except Sunday's, but that's just because I have to get up at 6:45 for a meeting.
• How is it that the bishop thinks we need to have PEC every Sunday at 8:30, when church doesn't start until 1:00?
• How is it that "Mamamamama" means about 536 things to Jackson? and that Brennan understands about 1/2 of those?
• How is it that I sweep three times a day and my floors are STILL crumby? (as in crackers, toys, juice cups, etc)
  
• How is it that it took 45 minutes for Brennan to get a 15 minute haircut?
• How is it that I will have nothing to to for a week, and then ten different things to do on one day?
• And Finally...
• How is it that I always have time to make a blog entry, but never have the time to put up all the laundry????