Little people are awesome, no doubt. I love my babies...but they gang up on me...we're in the stage now of "You don't love me...." because I won't let them have chocolate cake for breakfast.

Funny, but sad story. My aunts boyfriend of 25 years (Quentin) just died of liver cancer. He was 86, in hospice, and it was a sad deal. My 6 year old daughter was asking about him....what his name was (Quentin), why he died...you know, all those 6 year old questions. And she looks at me, very sad, and says "Poor Equipment". (She meant Quentin). LMAO It was hard not to laugh, because kids are just so innocent...know what I mean?