Very amusing.

This weekend I was gone. It was Mark and the two boys - all by themselves. Upon being reunited with my children, I asked them if they did anything fun while I was gone.

Their answer:

"We came and got Mommy."

Awesome.

Braxton has an imaginary friend now.

His name is Jordan.

He lives in "Other Virginia".

He doesn't like the mean ants.

He seems to be somewhat of a trouble maker. Last night he told the B-rox that he doesn't have to eat his kale or spaghetti. I begged to effin' differ.

Jordan is five, so he stays at school all day. Which, to Braxton, is the epitome of cool. (Jordan does not actually exist. I checked.)

This is going to be interesting.