My lot in life...

It's not a lot, but it's my life.

So, the kids and I were driving to church last night (I was actually doing the driving) and Jacob was talking (as he tends to do) about random things. He was talking about Abby's thumb and her blankie, and how she likes them both so much. He says," You're Blankie-Girl!" She, of course, fusses about this because she assumes that he is teasing her for these baby-ish tendendies that she holds strong to. I jumped in: "No, honey, he just means that you like your blankie a lot, that's all." And Jacob adds, "Yeah, you're Blankie-Girl and I'm Star-Wars-Boy! Daddy is Hard-Worker-Man and Mommy is...Laundry-Girl!"