Apparently he's trying to hold his "toddler tummy" in...with some masking tape.
He is
I may try it too...except I may need something sturdier...duck (duct?) tape perhaps? I blame it on those pesky pumpkin bars.
He's mastered the art of sneaking out of the house, ever so quietly...to fill up the watering can and then make a mud hole at the bottom of the slide...where he proceeds to play in it...fully clothed.
Did I mention it's like 50 degrees out while he's doing this?
Little rascal.
He's seriously lucky he's so dang cute.
Sunday night Eli and I started feeling sick...both with different stuff.
Turns out his is Strep. He's on his 2nd day of staying home from school so that he doesn't infect his friends. First Day: Just felt lousy, laid around. Second Day: Feels great but still contagious...which means another day of Star Wars movies and building.
Jakob has been giddy the past two days with his new found freedom. Mom sick and brother sick means complete and utter access to all he wishes. This morning he fed himself (and Odie) shredded cheddar cheese...right from the bag. He's moved furniture around to accommodate his needs and dumped powdered laundry soap all over the mud-room...but not to worry, he assured me "It smells good, mom."
There is no rest for the weary...with Jake in the house. And I don't want to send him to a friend, because chances are...he's gonna get strep too...cause we share like that.
He is entertaining though...I give him that ;)
Boys...come down and eat
Boys...brush your teeth, eat breakfast, get dressed...on and on
Boys...stop hitting/kicking/punching/provoking each other
Yesterday at Target, Jake said to me, "I need to get treats for my boys...my boys like these."
It was cute.
I give you example 1: "The boys" room...
And another view:
And another:
And then there's Jake...who can't seem to resist the urge to dig into anything gooey, greasy, or sprayable.
His dresser...who knows what that is smeared on there:
And this concoction is wads of toilet paper that he got soaking wet in the bathroom and then "cleaned" his garage thingy with...
Lovely, isn't it?
My boys are especially gifted in the "making disasters out of anything" department...it makes a mother proud. *wink*
Off to clean...
My blog fiasco yesterday caused me to drink an (extra) excessive amount of caffeine. Last night I laid in bed (forever) trying to come up with some good post ideas...nothing. NOTHING?!? But I did start making a mental list of words that I overuse on my blog & comments...
I think that about covers it. I know it's bad when I start to annoy myself with those words. My vocabulary standard is very, very low...and I'm still annoyed. I need some new phrases...new words of encouragement to share. I've got nothing.
I need your help. Need some new words. Help me.
In real life...I overuse words too. I say Good Grief! all the time...for everything. I'm also notorious for the phrases "It'll be fine" "It'll work out" "Good enough."
The phrases I use with my kids should be a post of its own...the last few days is has been
Can you tell we're adjusting to summer vacation!?! *smiles* OK, let me have it...what are you saying?
This is Jake playing in his mess of
Cheese.
The boy can get into all kinds of naughty...just give him a chair.
WHY?!? Why the need to eat everything!