Lately we have just been enjoying the summer. Since the drama of two weeks ago when Ben hurt his arm and the day ended in a poopfest, we have been relatively low-key. I have been taking the kids on walks while Sam rides his bike, we have been swimming and just enjoying the lazy days. At least I try to make them as lazy as can be. The kids do not always cooperate!
I have to say that Hayes has been saying the cutest and sweetest things the last two days. He is so sweet - the brute :)!! Last night at dinner he threw his arms around me and said "you are the best mama ever!" Oh, how I loved that! Then today, he said "I love you so much!" I thought, oh you can poop on my stairs anytime - well, not exactly.
We had a blast today in the pool, Hayes is becoming quite the swimmer. He is doing great. Hopefully, Ben will be swimming like that soon.
Thankfully, I have nothing else to post! Lets cross our fingers that everything stays all calm.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Spit wads?
I think that the term is spit wad. You know, when you get a paper towel or toilet paper wet and then throw them at the wall, etc... Well, I took Sam to camp this morning and left the twins with Ryan. I walk in the back door and what looks like little pieces of wet toilet paper is everywhere. On the wall, tv, floor, couch, cabinets.
Evidently, while Ryan was getting ready for work, the boys took an entire roll of toilet paper and dunked it in the toilet then proceeded to throw it all over the place like crazy people. Ryan said the tv had it the worst. There were clumps high on the walls, on furniture. They also clogged the toilet with it.
Obviously, they were in a bit of trouble. Who knew that at the age of 3 1/2 my boys would be thowing spit wads all over the place. Scary thing is I know that this is just the beginning.
Evidently, while Ryan was getting ready for work, the boys took an entire roll of toilet paper and dunked it in the toilet then proceeded to throw it all over the place like crazy people. Ryan said the tv had it the worst. There were clumps high on the walls, on furniture. They also clogged the toilet with it.
Obviously, they were in a bit of trouble. Who knew that at the age of 3 1/2 my boys would be thowing spit wads all over the place. Scary thing is I know that this is just the beginning.
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