You know you're a Nanaw when,

you find an imprint of Strawberry Shortcake/Power Rangers/pacifier somewhere on your body when you wake up in the morning.

you can still distinguish between a cry of pain, one of anger, or one of sheer frustration.

you can sleep with one eye open and with one butt cheek on the bed, both due to the little bed hog sleeping with you.

you can, and often do, weave your way through a toy obsticle course without cursing more than once.

you can also manage not to curse more than twice, or scream too loudly, when your foot finds that lost leggo block,,, the one with the evil, sharp, edges.

you can recall all the nursery rhymes you knew as a child, with a little prompting.

you can interperate toddler speak well enough to know that "Moonie in ma butt" means they put that nickel in their panties instead of in their pocket and you need to dig it out.

you learn to do your very best to never let them see you cry because they think it's a new, very funny, game.