- while making sandwiches for myself and 3 kids to take to a local park for lunch I decided that my two boys would probably only eat half a sandwich each and could share one so I made 4 sandwiches. Because my math skills are AWESOME.
- while taking a shower I put my 2 year old in playpen time and came out to find him undressed and decorating his tummy with poo. No, not Winnie the Pooh. "An unfortunate event" doesn't quite describe it.
- while driving home from a dentist appointment I decided to snack on some peanuts leftover from our picnic lunch and then accidentally ran a red light while chewing. Apparently our Oregon road rules aren't tough enough people, because I can not eat and drive.
- while shrieking in horror that I was BREAKING THE LAW I immediately and without thinking started to pull over to the side of the road as if I were being pulled over, realized what I was doing and quickly pulled back out, and managed to be even more embarrassed about that then running the light.
- while turbo-cleaning my house at 11:00 pm out of guilt because I spent the rest of my afternoon and evening at Cara's house goofing off and gabbing, I found this, made by my 7 year old son...
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| Journal |
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| I pray for... car crash. My brothers fever. |
And it made my day.
lol I have to admit that your paragraph on your reaction to you running the red light made me laugh til i cried. I can just imagine you freaking out and pulling over, etc. Thanks for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteHardy-Har-Har... That Cooper, love that kid! Although I'm glad you explained the journal because I initially read it as Cooper praying for his brother to HAVE a car crash.
ReplyDeleteLove it, love you!
Did he draw that before or after the event.
ReplyDeleteYesterday was totally fun! I'm showing him right now.
One of my fondest childhood memories is of my mom taking us to the park for a picnic lunch. I remember playing on the swings, feeding the squirrels, and eating something simple - peanut butter and jelly sandwiches - at a picnic table. Thanks for reminding me of that - now I am going to email my mom and tell her that. I'm 48 years old and she's 88 years old and it's never too late to share those memories!
ReplyDelete-Sarah Bott
(and yes, Russ shared your blog with me because he's so proud of you!)