Rita thinks that I spoil the babies. Since we've had the two new guys, I've been the "baby magnet" and they only want to be held by me, put to bed by me, etc. etc. So Rita is easily able to take a break and leave me with the kids, which is great for her.
One such evening had me watching Adam and John, and Adam the Two Year Old wanted a hamburger bun. We only had eight, and I was making sloppy joes for dinner. He got a "no" but did not want to hear that. I tried to offer him a regular slice of wheat bread, and he was not having it! Just then, I saw the cookie cutter on the counter...
It was few days from Halloween, and Rita's mom Betsy (the REAL kid spoiler here) must have been using this ghost-shaped cutter for a school party or something. Dad had an ingenious idea...ghost bread! Take a regular slice of "gross" wheat bread, punch the ghost out, and now it's something special for any 2 year old! You can even get them to eat the rest of the slice, because it's a ghost too! Dad strikes again.

So the next day comes, and what does Adam ask for? Ghost bread. Rita is making fun of me and the ghost bread, saying that I spoil the babies too much. I was just trying to save the burger buns!
Now we're onto Ghost Toast, thanks to Rita and her advanced methods of cooking bread. I just served it to them raw...now who is spoiling who?

Today I was upstairs at the desk, trying to send out a FAX, and I have two babies that like to strike the keyboard at the worst possible times. The dog is barking next door, and the boys are letting me know about the "doggie".
Rita is in the next room, when she sees me walking into the loft with a large window valance (never installed, due to my foresight on selling the house!). It looked like a great footstool to me; perfect for two babies that wanted to look out the window at the doggie.
Once again, Rita is laughing at the way I'm handling the boys, but they get to see the dog barking. It's like I took them to the zoo.
And they aren't playing on the keyboard.