We won the football game last night. 16-6. We played our long standing rivals and beat the snot outta them.
Bubba played excellent. His dad and I were proud.
The next game is Monday and it is away, a town almost 2 hours away. I am scrambling to find a sitter for Wee One because Howard is going to be up working in Kansas.
Wee One is just plain ornery.
He has driven me to the edge this week.
Thank you to my girl J for your encouraging email yesterday. I appreciate it. I was cracking and J’s email boosted my long suffering morale in dealing with Wee One’s antics.
Yesterday Wee One was just awful, the brat from hell. I am not exaggerating.
I keep my expensive and sentimental BreyerHorses out of reach and up high, safe. Wee One knows they are off limits. He has 10 or more of his own Breyers that he plays with.
Wee One is not a kid short on toys…believe me.
Yesterday, Wee One climbed up on a chair, then stood on the counter and got down one of my most treasured Breyers. It was one my mother gave me for X-mas when I was about 5 or 6 yo. Not only was the model an expensive one they no longer make, it has sentimental value.
Wee One snuck off with it and then proceded to break one of it’s legs! All in a matter of minutes.
I was so angry, disappointed, frustrated. Why cant he break one of his own banged up Breyers?
Wee One knows better, those out-of-his-reach Breyers are off limits to everyone.
I gave him a time out and explained what he did was wrong.
Last night before I went to bed, I made my rounds making sure the house was locked and secure, the boys were both asleep and covered with their quilts. I came to Wee One’s small form sleeping in his bed, he was so tiny and innocent looking as he slept. I could not believe that this little, angelic, sweet boy has been such a holy terror this week.
Today we are going to the free fair, I hope the rain and storms holds off until after we have our fun.
Wee One has been looking forward to the ‘carnival’ all week.
I took this photo of Marvin staring holes in my back as I was mopping the kitchen floors.
I guess he thinks I need supervision.
With all the recent rain and the warm temperatures, our grass is growing just as much as it did all summer.
The tree leaves are starting to thin and fall is definitely in the air.
I love Fall!
**in regards to the above photo of Wee One and the toy gun:
it is a toy, one of the many toy guns we have. We are a gun-
loving family, NRA members, and avid hunters. Gun safety is of
utmost importance and we are safe in handling firearms. If you
disapprove, I respect your opinion but do NOT judge **