Two funny things to report today:

Last night Jayne turned to Rachel and said, "Rachel, your breath smells like something died in your mouth."
It's true. The poor kid's mouth always smells bad, especially in the morning. Any suggestions??? Yes, she brushes.

Jay took the girls with him to box at our neighbors house on Friday night. They learned how to "jab, jab, punch"... well, it was more like "tap, tap, tap harder". We were at Josh and Dyan's on Sunday afternoon and the girls were wild. They were chasing each other and jumping over furniture. Jay went over to tell them not to jump on the furniture. As he turned around Jayne grabbed him and starting screaming while holding her face. Jay looked at Rachel and this is the conversation that ensued:

J: "Rachel, did you punch your sister in the mouth?"
R: "Yes."
J: "Why did you do it?"
R: "I don't know."
J: "Was it an accident?"
R: "Yes."
J: "Really? Your fist just happened to fly into your sisters face?"
R: "Yes."

At that point they were separated and disciplined. (Honestly, Jayne had been picking on Rachel for days so it might have been slightly deserved.) Jayne was on the couch and Rachel was on an armchair. Jay turned to walk away and looked over his shoulder. He saw Rachel glaring at Jayne and punching in the air at her like she was punching her face over and over again. Jay gave up and walked away. I thought these were little girls! No more boxing lessons for them!