One would think that by the time you have three children you could pretty much parent in your sleep. In my case one would be oh so wrong. Lately I keep finding myself second guessing my parenting decisions. I hate this. I like to make a decision about something and feel good about it knowing I did the right thing. Apparently my parenting handbook (the one I got late that was missing half the pages) failed to mention that sometimes there are no right and wrong answers. Right now I'm wondering should I call the doctor about that weird rash Kylie has, should I go back to work to help out financially, should I put Sophie back in gymnastics even though I hated taking her last year? I hate to say a definitive yes or no because I hate to screw up, but at the same time I can't just keep saying I don't know to everything. Maybe I should call my mom. Not for her advice, but to see if she still has my magic eight ball from when I was a kid.