IT MUST BE SOME CRAZY GENETIC THING...

Remember how Max likes to pick things...in particular my eyelashes to soothe himself to sleep? Well, I thought that it was just a weird picking thing that he did. We still have to remind him when he gets tired or anxious not to pick. (He tries to trade the eye lashes for picking the mole on my chin, as if that is somehow going to be allowed.)

Well, one of my fears as become a reality. Luke has started to try to pick...my EYES too! What in the world is up with my weird kids? He tries to start with the eyebrows and then make his way to my eyes. I have been a lot more stern this time around. We are breaking this little habit early...before he is three and asking "Picky eyes Mom?"

I have decided it must be a weird genetic thing and I am blaming the Loveless side because it's my blog and I can. The more I can blame on Ryan the better because there are already definite behaviors that I know come from their mother. So this one is on him.

Oh, and I am going see if this woman would like to come and live with us. It's the only solution I haven't thought of yet. Perhaps she can give me some relief.