So this weekend I take bs-3months with me and go do the grocery shopping and school supply shopping. Dh, the skids and bs3 stay home. I get back about two hours later after fighting the back-to-school rush with an infant strapped to my chest.

Dh and the skids haven't moved from in front of the tv where I left them two hours ago. No one aknowledges my presence when I walk in the house. I put the babys car seat in front of Dh and ask him to get him out. Bs3 comes running up the hallway to me and says "Mommy I have a suprise for you!" All excited.

He takes me by the hand to the bathroom. "I cleaned the bathroom for you!"

He literally cleaned the entire bathroom for me as a suprise. While Dh and the older kids sat on their asses all afternoon.

So I told him that I had a suprise for him too, and I went to the car and gave him a pack of crayons and an activity book that I had gotten him. He thanked me repeatedly.

I make 5 trips in and out of the house to unload the car. Neither Dh nor the skids got up to help. As I slam the door coming in with the last arm load Dh goes, why aren't either of you helping mommy? (thinking) because you didn't tell them to and you all are lazy pieces of crap. (saying with annoyance) nevrmind, I'm done now.

I unpack the groceries and bring the bags of school stuff to the table to sort and organize. I hear the baby scream. I look in the living room and he's still in the friggin car seat. So I go over and swoop him up, and Dh get mad cause he was "just about to pick him up." And the skids didn't even say thankyou for their school supplies.

BS then came to hug me and said thank you for his crayons again and asked if my and the baby wanted to color with him.

And that, in a nutshell is why I love my BS more than words can describe and why the skids will never compare.