Tomorrow is the big day for Cookie -- tonsil and adenoid extraction. He knows that his tonsils are getting fixed but he hasn't questioned much about what will actually occur. I feel bad for the little guy. We have been heavy on pushing the "you'll be able to eat all the popsicles you want" and not so heavy on the why for it. I know it is a fairly routine procedure but when it's your own little person undergoing it -- it gets scary.

Mojo has pulled a supreme Mojo today. I put him on his bed to curb his bad attitude. I was in the kitchen attempting to cook supper. I hear him say, "I need new underwear." This doesn't faze me as he changes his underwear about 7 times a day until he finds the cartoon character that fits his mood. After a bit he seems fairly calm and I tell him that he can get up.

Hours later, John comes home and lies on the boys' bed. He finds a pair of wet -- but not soaking -- underwear. We are still not that troubled. We are slightly angry because the underwear is on the bed and has wetted the comforter. We then ask Mojo if he had a problem and he starts laughing. I then move the comforter to get them ready for bed and there is a huge wet spot on the bed. Joseph peed on the bed. What we can't figure is whether he did it on purpose (you know like cats do when they are angry at you) or if he believed that I would not let him off the bed to relieve himself. Since I've always let him off the bed when he was being punished before to use the bathroom, this second option seems suspect.

As John has discussed, Monster Jam was not as much of an anthropological study as we had thought it would be. Mostly people with kids like us, trying to make the little guys happy. It was indeed worth every penny to see their faces when Grave Digger made its grand appearance. John Paul was so taken with it that he took the Grave Digger Joe gave him at Christmas to "Show and Tell" today. We are not sure exactly what he told the class, but in his practice presentation to us, he included that he had gotten the gift from Bazookajoe.

Speaking of Joe's, I received an email from Gary and Kathy that were friends of my brother, Joe. They are some of the best people I ever met. They are about to embark on a cross-country bike ride starting in San Diego and ending somewhere in Florida -- I think St. Augustine. The trip is about 3200 miles. The cool part is they are doing it as a charity ride and are asking people if they want to sponsor them by mile or some flat amount. One charity that they have chosen is American Heart Association and the money is being donated in memory of my brother Joe. I thought that was so great of them.