Imitation is the highest form of flattery!

So I was trying to look at Lori's blog today and I kept getting so frustrated when it would only refresh to mine. Oh, wait a minute, that's not mine, that's Lori's but she's changed it so it looks JUST LIKE MINE!!! What a freaking loser! I thought Lori was the creative one! She even copied our title! Burnett Kingdom my a--eye! Lori, our alliance is no more, THIS MEANS WAR!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh and Kaylene, it was Lori who told Ned about your plans.

I know! Lets invent a holiday where people give away pounds and pounds of free candy to every kid in the country so that they can slowly poison themselves a few pieces at a time and by the time it has run out all of the mothers in America will have either been committed or imprisoned for unspeakable acts. (Run on sentence, I know.) For example:

The other day Emily was sitting on the toilet when I heard her usual call for help. (She is going through a "helpless" phase and would really prefer that everyone carry her around all day doing everything for her while she hands out instructions.) Anyway, she's on the toilet and wants help wiping. (sorry) I told her she needed to do that herself this time. Then I heard: "I'll do it myself when you give me some more candy."

I believe I have made my point.

Here are some pictures of the kids on Halloween. (Bailey is Holly Hobbie - incase you're not into that right now.)