Random bits!

Last week we went went on a walk with some friends. A couple of the neighborhood boys wanted to come so we took them too. On the return home we had a car full of sweaty, smelly children. 

 So Jon and I rolled down the windows. Almost immediately Caitlin started yelling -

"Roll up the windows. We are going to junk!"

We couldn't figure out what she was talking about. Finally after several questions we realized some of her papers were blowing around in the back seat and she was afraid they were going to fly out the window causing us to litter or junk. And junking is very bad!

We are babysitting a precious little dog, Bo. He's been an absolute angel and the kids and I are really enjoying having him here. He's sweet, obedient, patient, and the list goes on. He's a doll.

In this picture he had jumped on the chair (I don't let animals on the furniture) and was watching tv with me. The kids came in and had to join him. Notice who is taking the whole seat?

I also don't let the kids sit on the arms of the furniture. But I just didn't have the heart to make to make any of them move. It was just too precious.

He's also benefited us in a way we didn't expect. 

We have an annoying neighbor dog that has a serious case of little dog syndrome. He's always charging the kids, barking at high volume. It scares them and it's especially bad when he gets into our back yard when they are out playing.

Yesterday I was at the neighbors talking to my friend. One of the boys came running over to get me. The annoying dog was in the back yard chasing again. I could see the gate open and assumed one of the kids had left it open. Since little Bo was also in the back yard I was a little concerned. Bo is a bit froufrou. What would this dog do to sweet little Bo? I came back across my yard to barking (we had yet to hear Bo bark). But to my surprise it was Bo in full attack mode. He was nipping at this dog's legs as he chased him out of our yard at full speed. As you can imagine Bo got lots of praise and a treat.

We might be kidnapping borrowing a little dog. =)

Isn't he cute?!

Secret Weapons

There are four wild and blood thirsty boys in my back yard. The weapons and ammunition they've accumulated is astounding.* The shrieks and blood curdling screams are enough to scare the enemy way before they could see the massive amounts of weapons. 

Caitlin is a VERY slow eater and finished long after the battle had started. So when she went out to join the boys at their game she was a bit intimidated and overwhelmed with the sheer volume and energy. She ran screaming back into the house - "I'm not playing that. I don't want to die."

But moments later she returned with her secret weapon.

"Here I come guys! I have my magic wand that makes bats. They are boy eating bats. They are going to eat you, so you'd better run!"

That's my girl!

*Don't freak out. They have some plastic silver wear that is doubling as knives and assortment of water guns, sticks, chop sticks, and gumballs.

Photo courtesy of AlexanderCreative.

I found this on pinterest. It completely describes my son. He's wild and crazy. He's loud and very dirty. But I love that little boy so much.

We went to the zoo on Monday. On Tuesday when I picked up Dominic from school the first thing I noticed were his pants. The knees were completely green. When I asked him about it he said he's had to slide for a game at recess.

Wednesday the same thing happened. I told him that he needed to be more careful. And in this pained voice he informed me that he HAD to slide.

"Do you want me to be caught? I'm the slowest one in school. Because Lauren is sick today. I HAD to slide mom."

I sighed and hoped that Thursday and Friday would be different. Rather a hopeless wish.

It can't be blamed entirely on that game. His pants have a very wide variety of dirt on them.

Green - grass

Various shades of brown - I can only assume (and hope) it's dirt

Blue - pen?

Grey - pencil

White - glue or craft projects?

Purple - I'm at a complete loss

Red - I'm hoping it's not blood, but who really knows

I have four pairs of what use to be very nice khaki pants that are now little boy colored. I'm just hoping that I can get most of the stains out or he'll be wearing his version of camouflage to school tomorrow.