PSF and if my kids had blog names

After I started blogging, I noticed that a lot of bloggers have secret code names for their children. I actually call my children by their real names because I don't care about stalkers the thought of anonymity never entered my mind.

However, if my children did have code names on here they would be:

Captain Blabbermouth

Jack talks constantly, regardless if anyone is listening. He will talk about anything,however, usually he's instructing (aka bossing) someone. If he is silent for more than 3.5 seconds, I'm pretty sure he'll spontaneously combust.

Yes, I know it looks at though he's just standing there. In reality, he talking about how he hit the ball and ran the bases.

And here he's giving me a detailed description of the picture he's coloring. And by detailed, I mean something along the lines of, "See this little bird I'm coloring here. I'm coloring it brown. Just like the birds in our yard. We should put out some more bird seed. What happened to all our bird seed? The bird I'm coloring is sitting on a tree. See? I'm drawing the tree here. Do you see it Mom?..."
Hopefully you get the point.

And now, "Mom, please stop taking my picture so I can keep talking."

The Bag Lady

If she has a bag, she will fill it. With anything she can find. Toys, trash, my stuff, your stuff. She's not picky. I'm scared she'll be the old lady you see walking down the sidewalk pushing an old Walmart shopping cart.

This is a plastic, zippered bag that contains her My Little Ponies. She has also crammed it full of foam blocks, some books, a stuffed animal, the wrapper from her fruit snacks, a blanket, and some balls. She had to sit on it to get it to shut.

Here we have her shoving a bunch of crap treasures in a drawer.

Here she is collecting things in the watering cans out on the deck. We have leaves, golf balls, and miscellaneous bubble paraphernalia.

Showing me her loot.

Ah, a hoarder. Truly every mother's dream.

The Wrecking Ball

If Charlie was a superhero, his super power would be the power to destroy. His mission is total destruction and complete annihilation of all in his path.

What's more fun than pulling out every. single. thing. out. of. the. cabinets.? That would be watching Mommy put it all away and pulling it out again!

He's stealthy glancing around to see if anyone is watching him. This is one of his more underhanded modes of destruction.

Quick, over to the lights on the deck...

Rip the cover off and grab the teeny tiny light bulb that would be so easy to choke on.

Whoops! Busted! And this is the point when he tosses the cover and bulb off the deck. Yep, fun games, fun times.