The aftermath

It has become tradition to launch the pumpkins out the barn window after halloween.

Not sure why, besides boys like destroying things.

One thing they learned is that it is not as fun to clean it up afterwards. At least the pumpkin guts have been removed.

Ya, i cant comment on this. Not sure what this is. Hopefully it does not stick around.

It might be time to turn on the heat...if the cat is looking for heat and can only find it on the computer....it might be time. Either that or he is getting senile and has no idea where he is.

So Pat is gone hunting this week and so it is me and the boys. They are already challenging my patience. A couple months ago there was a soccer ball/window incident and we removed all balls from the house. Sadly, woodland critters have replaced balls and get tossed around. When they are tossed, they are banished to the top of the refridgerator. Well today the woodland critters, and a polar guest, banded together to declare that they are tired of being treated like balls. They have threatened the boys that they will gather ALL of their plush friends and march right out to the barn attic and enjoy a peaceful life. We will see how long that lasts.

Some other things that have been driving me crazy....and sadly have pushed me to this. I find that I repeat the same 10 things over and over and day after day. They include the following.

1. Leave the (fill in the blank) alone. usually "cat" of "brother"
2. Dont start a sentence with "mom"
3. Put your shoes in the cabinet and close the cabinet door.
4. Brush your teeth for the full 2 minutes
5. Sit on the couch as it was intended.
6. Wash your hands!
7a. Get the crap out of your mouth.
7b. Get your fingers out of your mouth.
8. Stop throwing things
9. Use your manners at the table
    -get your elbows off the table
   - use a utensil
   - sit on your chair
   -chew with your mouth closed
   - etc etc etc

So now I have resorted to stating a number...and expecting the boys to know what I refuse to get my mouth to say one more time. I am going to need a plane trip away for a few days, somewhere warm with fruity drinks and sand, lots of sand.

One a happier note....some other random funny things the past couple weeks.

"mom, what is for dinner" says Jamison.
"I dont know yet, i dont feel like cooking" says Mom
J says to P "that is a good sign that we might get pizza"

The car battery died so I tell J&P's bus driver that I will be riding home with them and that he should save me a spot on the bus! In horror Jamison screams "NO!" and Mark, the bus driver, says "Peter, you will have to live the life of the straight and narrow!" Later that night Peter says "I didnt know what that meant but I knew it wasnt good! (btw i did not ride the bus home, i walked)