fess up

I'm a hot mess half of the time. Sort of a fine line between I've got my stuff together sort of OCD style and a manic mess. Some (and just a few, mind you) things have gotten a bit lax this summer, but that is what summers are meant for right? I'll own it. I'm fessing up to eight things that I've let happen in our lives this summer and some even beyond.
1// A dip in the pool counts as a bath.... Right? Chlorine kills the germs therefore it's like they are clean? I'm taking that as an affirmative. What's the point when they will be in the pool less than 12 hours later? 2// This shouldn't surprise many people who have been around here long but David hasn't had a fruit or vegetable (other than porn) in three years. THREE. And it appears Dominic might be following in his picky brother's footsteps. 3// David has been insisting lately that he can't do things. I can't open the gate. I can't pull up my pants. I can't empty the tub.... I had just read an article about how parents are sometimes too quick to jump in and help a child when they say they can't do something and how it does more damage than good down the road... the child gives up easily and doesn't necessarily work hard for things and expects someone to step in and take care of business. Which all makes sense to me... but I feel like the worst mother when I'm like nope David. You pull up your own pants. Not. Helping. 4// I let Letty stay up till almost 11.... a lot. As in, a few times a week. We don't necessarily lie to the younger two but we just chose not to mention that fact because David would lose his mind. And we let her watch big people movies. One recently was Legally Blonde. I hang my head in shame... We need more big girl movies that are appropriate. 5// Do we always remember to brush the kid's teeth in the morning? I'd say I'd give myself a six out of seven days a week success rate....But on those days where you're just going from pjs to bathing suit we sort of get out of our beloved hair/teeth routine. 6// I haven't had to cut Letty's nails since she was an infant. I've promised her either she will have Tabasco sauce nail polish or I'll buy her a manicure if she doesn't stop/stops. Six years and no nail trimming. That has to be a record.  7// The boys fight over toys every second they are both awake. And unless I've seen otherwise I usually give whatever toy to Dom. The squeaky wheel gets the grease as they say. Middle child syndrome is real and I'm open to suggestions as to what one does with two siblings close in the same age with the exact same interests. 8// David takes his s'mores heavy the chocolate minus the graham and mallow. And Letty just takes four of them plus all the cocktail wieners we can muster up. 

So what about you guys? Have any mom confessions you care to make? Because it ain't all roses. But we're all doing just the best we can.