Home-made chocolate frosting on graham crackers is like truth syrum for boys.
I actually stopped working today. Once at 2:30 and again at 3:30. I greeted each son with a big bowl of chocolate frosting and some graham crackers. We sat at the kitchen table and I shut up for once. (I literally sat there and reminded myself, “be quiet, be quiet”) You wouldn’t believe all of the juicy news and personal details my boys shared with me. Brandon knows incredible details about the restrictions on the Chinese New Year candy manufacturing and we laughed about how his difficult teacher is paranoid that someone will steal his pencil even though his top right drawer is filled to the brim with sharpened pencils – just in case. Kieran shared that the mean kid at school goes to church but doesn’t learn anything because he is obsessed with violent weapons. He also shared that he gets nervous when he’s late places. (poor baby, that’s with ME as his mom… now I know) Once the chocolate was gone, they went up to their rooms where they will subside into a testosterone induced period of forgetting how to talk and share. It would be quiet around here if Drew weren’t singing ABC’s at the top of her lungs.
Yoga with Laurie 
I’ll have to remember this one!!!
Silence is golden. I think I heard that somewhere before.