Dad was headed to the pizza and priesthood session of conference tonight so it was just Mom and the boys for dinner. Me, three happy campers and tacos with spanish rice. The Easter Bunny brought Matthew a candy ring this morning and he really wanted to eat it. I told him he was welcome to eat the candy ring just as soon as his dinner was gone. After 2 hours of tears, complaints, moans and groans, the relentless mother and even more relentless Matthew were still battling over a smidge of rice and taco. Exasperated that Matthew was not getting his way he finally turned to me and said, "Mom, you ruined my life!"

If I keep rolling my "XY" dice just the right way there will come a time when the door will shut behind Mr. Priesthood and Pizza and Lil' Priesthood and Pizza 1, and Lil' Priesthood and Pizza 2, and Lil' Priesthood and Pizza 3 and Momma Mia will have a whole pot of supper and only the dog to torment while the menfolk are away. Here's to hoping that day is still very far off and I can ruin a few more of Matthew's nine lives.