Interviews -

Just when I thought I knew my kids better than any mom possibly could, Keaton completely blindsides me.

Keaton (on Saturday): "Mom, I got invited to a Diamondback's game tomorrow. Would that be a problem?"

Me (gasping for air through my cell phone): "Tomorrow is Sunday!" Click.

After the shortest conversation in history, I decided that I was clearly failing miserably at pretending to know my kids and their thought processes. Sundays are tricky, but we have always tried to keep them a special day and I would never allow the Diamondbacks or any other professional sport to change that. So, Gary and I decided to put some energy into finding out if we really did know our kids and we wanted to make sure they knew us. Tonight, we had our first ever "interviews" with each child individually. We called them back into our bedroom, oldest to youngest, and asked them some basic questions. We've decided to do this often since it was so darn entertaining.

Here are a few of the highlights ...

Kacey: Is getting ready for Mexico and needs some medicine for constipation. Mexico might take care of the second problem.

Keaton: Feels like a tired ox. Has a girlfriend named Hunter, but assures me "it's not going to go anywhere".

Jake: Has been feeling very tired lately, but he has asked many other sixth graders and they are all tired too. He has dreams of going to the Red Bull air show in San Diego.

Garrison: School is good. He was better in his church class today. Jake is a disser (because he disses).

Parenting never gets boring.