A Wake Up Call.

Carter came into our room this morning at just about 5:00.  Still mostly asleep, I picked him up and put him in my bed between Brian and me.  He started talking...
"Mom.  Mommy.  Mom.  Mommy.  Mom.  Mommy."
"What Carter?"
"I want milk."
"Not right now Buddy."
"Why?"
"Because it's all the way down stairs."
He gave up.  Well, I thought he gave up till Brian jolted awake with an "OUCH!"
I sat up.  "What is it?"
Carter had gone downstairs, opened the fridge, gotten his Silk out, opened the dish washer, taken a cup, the matching lid and the rubber sucker thing that goes in the lid out and brought them to his Daddy.  Brian was dumbfounded.  He sat up and was SO confused. (He doesn't wake up very easily) He said, "This lid doesn't even go with this cup."  On top of being mostly asleep, he's blind, so he handed me the lid and the cup and asked if they were a pair.  Then Carter handed me the rubber sucker thing and I put the cup together.  He said,"I want Daddy to pour my milk!"  Milk was in hand and Carter was in bed.  Brian took the remaining Silk to the fridge and we all slept till 9:00.
This boy is too smart for his own good.

Dear Snow Removal Team,

  As I appreciate your efforts to remove the county's snow from the road, I am a little concerned about the snow you removed from my mailbox.  I am absolutely positive that the How to Plow Your Road journal does not require you to do so.  I am also pretty certain it is not to be done as you have practiced this morning.  Upon glancing out the front window this morning, this is what we saw:

I walked down to assess the damage.  Step 2 has the top of the box held on with 4 plastic nails that affix to the box like a wall anchor.  I couldn't get them out.  Anyone have any on hand?  Brian called the local hardware store without any luck.  Please come fix what you have broken.  I understand that our mailbox is tricky and probably jumped out in front of your plow as it has a death wish but you did not need to oblige.  

  

Thank you,

               Mrs. H

P.S. Here is the close up.

How Michael Hears It.

We are driving through the Tennessee mountains and Michael said, "Hey, My voice just got quietter!" I told him his ears just popped. He said, "That's why I don't yawn to make my voice louder." Hee hee hee. They popped back just now and he said, "Okaaaay, Noooooow my voice is back."

WOW!

I am so sorry.  I must apologize.  The course I just finished ate me alive.  My whole self was stuck in that class.  I promise to catch up with my blog.  I appreciate your vigilance.  I'm on it!  Please have a safe and happy Christmas!!!

He's Tricky

We sat down to eat dinner this evening, Carter took just a few bites and got down.  Naturally, I asked him where he was going.  He started rubbing his eyes and said, "I'm Tire."  (It's true, he leaves the d out.)   I said, "You're tired?" Carter-Yes Sir, Me-Maybe you should go to bed then. Carter- I'm gonna lay on the couch and watch TV.  

All he cared about was getting down so he could watch some Phineas and Ferb.  Hee hee hee.  Needless to say, it didn't work out in his favor.  He joined us once more for dinner and tried the ordeal once more.  He's so tricky.  :º)  I love that he thinks if he's tired he doesn't have to do what ever it is he's supposed to be doing.  He frequently pulls the eye-rubbing tire act when I ask him to pick up after himself.  

10 Things My Kids Have Done Lately

1. Michael- Mommy, all I want for Christmas is Mighty Beanz and Pixos.  That's all Santa has to bring me.  I won't be mad if he brings Carter Baby more stuff than that.
2. Carter- You so trouble Mommy.  Go to the corner.  Me- Why? Carter- BU Cause. Me- what did I do that I'm in trouble? Carter- You scratched this thing. (A body washing blobby thing made from tule)
3. Carter- I wanna go in the Beej.  I wanna go in the Jeep.  Are we goin' shoppin'?
4. Michael- This is what people do on dates.  They put two straws in one drink!
5. Carter lays down with a purpose and says "I'm relaxing"
6. Michael has an old happy meal toy that fits on his wrist and flips out slowly.  It used to have a red LED light on it.  It was intended as some kind of spy device.  Now...It's anything you want it to be.  He "shot water" out of it today and I told him we would have to mop it up so we didn't fall and magically a mop shot out the end of it and he started mopping the floor with his invisible mop.  Then he measured me with it.  Then vacuumed with it.  Then he built me an E-dult gym with basketball hoops and basketballs in it.  He made me shoot a basket and then showed me where the score was showing.  The fun goes on for hours.
7. Carter- There's a monster.  Brian- Where?  Carter- in my bedroom.  B- Let's go get them out of there so you can go to sleep. Monsters...get out of here.  C- No, you have to yell at them like you yell at me.  B- Monsters..GET OUT RIGHT NOW!!!
8. Brian went to McDonald's with the boys while I was out of town.  There is a huge play place so naturally they are playing in it.  A group of 6 or 7 young teens come in and throw their boots in the middle of the floor.  Michael tripped on them and a girl gave him attitude about watching where he's walking.  Michael turned right around and said "You should've put them away in the right place."  Carter chased all of the teen girls out of the play place by going up to them one by one and growling in their faces till they were uncomfortable enough to leave.
9. Carter was playing a driving game with Brian and he would NOT sit on the seat.  He knew he had to push the petals to make it go.  We are in SO much trouble.  I mean...We are SO trouble.
10. Both boys have Buckeye Fever right now.  If you tell one of them to say "Go Buckeyes" they will keep at it for at LEAST 20 minutes.  They know Jeff Weese hates the Buckeyes so they rub it in when ever he's around.  YEAH BUCKEYES!!!  :º)

Dear Politicians,

  As an American, I feel it is a gift to vote.  I also feel you should tell us WHY to vote for you, not why NOT to vote for your opponent.   In student council, a candidate tells us what he or she will do for the student body.  He or she may share opinions about current events or student rights.  I am pretty sure this is how it started with the politics we know today.  What on earth made you decide it would be better to slam your opponent?  I PROMISE to make my decision based on who goes about the process in a positive manner.  I refuse to vote for the politician that spends other Americas' hard earned money to spit on another's face.  It is disgusting and you should be ashamed of yourself.

  While watching television with my husband yesterday, we sat through a commercial break that was completely made up of political slander ads.  Eew!  Why am I receiving 6-12 paper slander ads a day in the mail?  Why would I vote for someone who throws trees into my mailbox?  I have placed them all in my recycle bin, but I am positive, most people are just tossing them in the trash.  I don't even read them if they look negative.  I believe this is a trashy way to do business.  PLEASE knock it off.  We tell our children not to speak ill of others.  What do you think they are learning from our nation's leaders?  You are undoing everything parents try so hard to instill in their children.  Talk bad about each other and waste as much as possible.  What garbage!!!  Thank you to the occasional pump ad.  It is shameful that they are so rarely seen.  Please refrain from teaching us to hate.  Isn't there enough hate in this world?  Do you REALLY need us to HATE your opponent?  God tells us to love one another as he loved us.  This is hardly what you are practicing.  Please re-evaluate your practices before our next election.  I really can't take all of this negativity in my mostly positive home.

                     ~Helen Hassel