Lambert's

It only took me ten minutes to realize I was going to waste my life away trying to come up with a clever title for my blog.  Creative, clever blog titles are just not possible right now...

three reasons:

Jackson- Seven going on 45 year old professor of animal science that is sure he knows more than anyone in the entire world and if there are any other worlds out there… them too.

Callie- Five.  Manipulating everyone and everything around her to make sure it all goes as planned.

Cole- One going on frat boy.

A little more:

Jackson: He wrote a story in school.  It was about a time he found a secret closet with a secret passageway that led to a house identical to his but the mom was "way more fun." As I read it, he looked over my shoulder and said, "I'm not sure why it got an S.  Was it the cruelty to mothers or the picture I drew?" Actually Jackson, it was the fact that nothing is capitalized, periods occur in the middle of sentences and words are missing, but thanks.  

Callie: She was really mad at me tonight because I wouldn't buy her the green mint chocolate chip ice cream.  I will only buy the white mint chocolate chip ice cream.  She was so mad that I wasn't invited to her birthday party.  Then she got home and ate an entire bowl of the ice cream I was uninvited to her birthday party over.  This story might highlight more of my issues than hers, but seriously, green ice cream is just fake. 

Cole:  His best friend is 36, he can't wear one-sees because they restrict access to his beloved belly button and his favorite song is "Eye of the Tiger."  He eats books, cleans rocks in his mouth and throws everything. You can get him to do anything if you promise bubbles.    

I'm not complaining.  They are the most brilliant, good looking people on Earth.  They are just my excuse as to why my blog is titled "Lambert's".