Innocence

Early this evening, while Evie and I were doing girl stuff, the boys decided to have a knock down fight. Well as you can imagine, it was all sorts of fun until Eli kicked Ethan in the mouth and tore out of the room with fire on his heels. I calmed Ethan down, sent Eli to time-out (we have fair fighting rules, you have to draw a line somewhere and face-kicks are past the line) and went about our night. An hour later I was brushing Ethan's teeth when Eli walks in and asks "Why is Efan's mouff bweeding?" "Hmmmm," I say "Eli why do you think Ethan is bleeding?" And with the most innocent face he replies "He wost a tooff?" "Nope, that is not why he is bleeding." A thinking look appears on his face and he asks, "he got hurt?" "Yes, he got hurt and do you know how he got hurt?" Another moment of contemplation and then a scrunched up face with "Oh." He promptly turned tail and ran for safer ground.

Middle of the Night

Last night Evie woke up screaming "Owwwww, owwwwww." I went running in to her room, lifted her up to see what was wrong, when she promptly puked in my face. I don't think I get paid enough for this.

Tree-house

I have always wanted a tree/club house. My sister, Merry, and I attempted numerous times to build one, but our lack of skills, materials and a helpful adult condemned us time after time. So when my children mentioned to their Grandpa England that they would like one, I never thought that it would happen. Three weeks later............ this huge, amazing, awesome, tree house is built! I am so excited for all the childhood memories to be made. Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma England for giving my children this incredible gift!