Didn't see that one coming.

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.

And mommy?

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.