I have found the flaw to my rewards system.
Having an M&M chart requires me to have...that's right, M&M's on hand, at all times. No problem, a trip to Sams stocks us for at least a month.
Except that the children have probably been rewarded with, oh I don't know, maybe 40 M&M's total at this point.
She's probably inhaled 1,000.
I'm not sure that having independent dressers is worth 20 pounds. Especially since they aren't quite dressing themselves yet. And Little J was so over the whole idea 5 days ago. Well, he's over anyone telling him what to do. Really fun, because I decided to potty train him...and since we know M&M's don't work and he won't listen, I am beginning this race a mile back from the start line. At this point, if I could squeeze his tiny little bladder myself, I would.
But did I mention that I am leaving for Florida today...which means Mike takes over the potty-training/character shaping of Little J and the general care of the four young 'uns? Pray for him.
And yes...those are two tubs of frosting, some cheeze-its, a bag of chips and the suggestion of a box of cosmic brownies, also featured in the photo. So maybe M&M's aren't my only issue.