Happy Halloween

Something to go trick or treating on:



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And if you need something to waste some time... try
cat bowling

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Extreme Redneck:

The Halloween pumpkin on your porch has more teeth than your spouse.

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And some fun pumpkin carvings:



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(family: no this is NOT me.)

Singing in the Bed

Three mornings in a row... Tot has gotten up between 4am and 5am and screamed for oatmeal. No joke. Each morning he has eaten between 2 and 3 bowls of it and then promptly gone back to sleep.. except yesterday morning when he decided to sing for 5 minutes then fall asleep. Yaaa... he went to sleep. Not so easy for mom. This morning? He got up at 3am... his tongue hurt. Took till 4:15am to get him back to sleep.

Hence, nothing exciting to post today. Maybe later. I have a party to set up for Tot at his preschool. Hopefully Sticks will be stopping by in the afternoon. And I have to get everything together for Tater's party tomorrow. Yes, I am out of my mind. Considering it will also be Halloween. Someone save me.

Killer Sudoku

I was laughing when I saw FoxTrot a couple of weeks ago. It was a GREAT Sudoku problem solving issue. HERE. And then while visiting The Gray Monk, I found THIS PROBLEM. I printed it out and never really got to work on it. Then last night, I needed a break. I printed out a new copy (I had some daily notes written on the other one) and got started. Finished it less than an hour. Uhhhhhh. I guess I needed to focus on something and it won my complete attention.

Funny... I had called Bou last night because my boys were being boys and I had enough to make me crazy. She suggested a hot bath and a good book. Sounded like a great idea, until I saw the Sudoku sitting there. I got online, printed it out and went at it. Feeling much better this morning, but will see how long that will last. They have already started it this morning. "He's not sharing", "Hold me mom... (and then they proceed to yell in your ear or pull hair)", "You got the green one... hahahahaha (teasing his brother)".

Yaa... I just heard Dad yelling at them. It's going to be a long day... can I come stay with one of you?

Tater Can Draw

This boy has the computer skills down pat... For those without kids, there is a new show called "Upside Down Show". They have these short skits that they do without any major props. They have turned those into a game online. You can 'draw' what they are holding in their hands and it will be added into the skit. My boys love it. And here is a picture of the face that Tater made on the computer:



I can't draw that well... sigh...

Not To Be Shown Up

The first picture is the face with eyes, nose and mouth:



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And here is the ears:



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Now add some 'baby einstein hair' (yes, that is what he called it)... and a few other additions:



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Both boys decided that I needed to take pictures of them holding up their master pieces:



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Halloween Fun

Was reading the paper today when they had a big article on THIS COMPANY. Yaa... you need some halloween stuff. Go check them out. I saw a lot of stuff I thought would be fun... like their Catrageous Window Cover and then remembered I have boys. Uhhh NO. Not going to get any of the stuff. I'll never hear the end of it.

Tammi, I met Tammi!

I have been lax in getting this out because I have been a bit busy. But I wanted to shout to the world that I met another blogger! Tammi the Road Warrior. Thanks to Bou for arranging it.

Tammi is sweet and great with my kids. She listened to the s.t.u.p.i.d jokes they told. Even getting down close to Tot to try and hear his jokes. He whispers when he is shy. Ok, his voice has two volumes, very quiet or very loud... it was his very quiet volume with Tammi. ... the jokes?

Tot: knock knock
Tammi: who's there?
Tot: whisper whisper whisper (booo)
Tammi: uhhhhh

vw: Tater how about you tell the joke?

Tater: knock knock
Tammi: who's there?
Tater: Boo
Tammi: Boo who
Tater: Boohoo, why are you crying, it's a beautiful day

Tot: knock knock
Tammi: who's there?
Tot: whisper whisper whisper (chicken)
Tammi: chicken who?
Tot: Chicken in your stinky diaper

Sigh.... yaa... you could hear the stinky diaper part. Someone remind me why boys think stinky stuff is sooo funny.

Continuing on the Pumpkin Line

The boys helped make pumpkin pie. I forgot to take pictures until they were putting into the crusts.



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And the finished product!



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Yummy. It was delicious!

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

I've seen two shows lately that went on and on about how mid-life is a great time for women. Just last week Oprah had a whole show on how great menopause will be... Puhleeeeeeeze! I've had a few thoughts of my own and would like to share them with you. Whether you are pushing 40, 50, 60 (or maybe even just pushing your luck) you'll probably relate.

Mid-life is when the growth of hair on our legs slows down. This gives us plenty of time to care for our newly acquired mustache.

In mid-life women no longer have upper arms, we have wing spans. We are no longer women in sleeveless shirts, we are flying squirrels in drag.

Mid-life is when you can stand naked in front of a mirror and you can see your rear without turning around.

Mid-life is when you go for a mammogram and you realize that this is the only time someone will ask you to appear topless.

Mid-life is when you want to grab every firm young lovely in a tube top and scream, "Listen honey, even the Roman empire fell and those will too."

Mid-life brings wisdom to know that life throws us curves and we're sitting on our biggest ones.

Mid-life is when you look at your-know-it-all, beeper-wearing teenager and think: "For this I have stretch marks?"

In mid-life your memory starts to go. In fact the only thing we can retain is water.

Mid-life means that your Body By Jake now includes Legs By Rand McNally -- more red and blue lines than an accurately scaled map of Wisconsin.

Mid-life means that you become more reflective...You start pondering the "big" questions. What is life? Why am I here? How much Healthy choice ice cream can I eat before it's no longer a healthy choice?

But mid-life also brings with it an appreciation for what is important. We realize that breasts sag, hips expand and chins double, but our loved ones make the journey worthwhile. Would any of you trade the knowledge that you have now, for the body you had way back when? Maybe our bodies simply have to expand to hold all the wisdom and love we've acquired. That's my philosophy and I'm sticking to it!

Shhhh... It's a Birthday

Really, it's my hubby's birthday. The kids made him a cake and some cupcakes yesterday. We'll finish decorating them today. You'll have pictures in a day or two.

and the best part? He is finally just one year younger than me instead of two.

Happy Birthday Hubby

More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

A man is walking home alone late one foggy Halloween night, when behind him he hears:

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.


BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...


Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him


FASTER...

FASTER...


BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him.

However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping


clappity-BUMP...


clappity-BUMP...


clappity-BUMP...

on his heels as the terrified man runs.

Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, he locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.

With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door.

Bumping and clapping toward him.

The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup!

Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...


and,



(hopefully you're ready for this!!!)




The coffin stops........

Computer Time

My boys love to be on the computer. I have to limit it to one hour. Here is Tot playing I Spy...



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And then here is Tater busy playing Lego StarWars:



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And after Tot put the sequencing together on his screen, he hollared at me to take a look at it.



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Tater knows how to start it up, though there is a log in password he does NOT know... yet. But he can start the browser or the star wars program up without help. He also knows how to shut it down.

Tot knows how to swap cds to get the games he wants and how to play games on the internet.

Low as 60

Jump for joy! We may get some fall weather yet!!! I'm psyched!

What To Do With Apples

It is always entertaining in my household. I couldn't resist letting them make apple crisp. I couldn't get pictures when they were cutting the apples with plastic knives... But as they finished up... I took a few.



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And the finished product:



And it was delicious. Well... Dad and I loved it... the kids didn't like it at all.


On a side note... Bou hears about my boy in the strangest ways.

Jello and Pumpkins

Was it pumpkin week? I thought I would give a jello recipe a try. We had fun but the kids enjoyed trying to eat the sugar sprinkles over the jello. Oh, they ate both, but the little sprinkles were much more fun...

Here is Tot's after he finished decorating it (click to enlarge picture):



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Here is Tater's:



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Here are the one's they decorated last:



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I will not gross you out with what they looked like the next day. Ugh!

An Early Morning Conversation

Tater: why do you have teeth?

Mom: to chew your food

Tater: why do you have lips?

Mom: for an opening to put the food into

Tater: Is it also so you can talk?

Mom: yes.

And off goes Tater. At 6am, I cannot think clearly. I have no clue what that was all about.

Pumpkin Faces

Time to carve out the pumpkin. What better way to than to get the family involved?



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and for every face that Tater put on the pumpkin, Tot helped 'improve' it.



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Mom finally just cut out some of the eyes that were initially drawn and a nose. This poor pumpkin never did get a cut out mouth!

My Opinion on Homework

Very seldom do I voice my opinion here on politics or other items. They are my opinions and not up for debate (geeze, I sound like Bou). I am open to hearing (or reading) others opinions as long as it stays civil. Want to be nasty to someone, do it via email and stay off my blog. Or be banned.

Since this involves my children and their education... I am getting ready for the battle that is coming up. It seems that in the public Florida education in Palm Beach county that giving 6 year olds up to 3 nights of homework is acceptable. From writing 12 sentences that involve the spelling words they will be tested on once a week to history to math. This is n.o.t acceptable to me. Exactly when is my child suppose to go out and play. They need to build all of their skills at this age... physical, mental, emotional. Not just the mental part.

This seems to be an issue that is not mine alone. From an MSNBC story:

A bright child with twinkling eyes, Ashlyn was eager to learn, and the neighborhood school had a great reputation. But by November, Ashlyn, then 5, wasn't measuring up. No matter how many times she was tested, she couldn't read the 130-word list her teacher gave her: words like "our," "house" and "there." She became so exhausted and distraught over homework?including a weekly essay on "my favorite animal" or "my family vacation"?that she would put her head down on the dining-room table and sob.

And while doing more research, I found this piece out of THIS ARTICLE:

For elementary-school students, Cooper found that "the average correlation between time spent on homework and achievement ? hovered around zero." In Kohn's book, he highlights a 1998 study that Cooper and his colleagues did with second- through 12th-graders. For younger students, the amount of homework completed had no effect on test scores and bore a negative relationship to grades.

If you didn't catch it, it said for "younger students". I have no issue with my kids getting homework... say in the 5th grade... but 3 nights of homework in 1st grade?

Yes, I read the articles on why they should have homework. I have no found reasons that have made me change my mind. Particularly when I read something like THIS ARTICLE's data:

The researchers analyzed data from the Third International Study of Mathematics and Sciences (TIMSS), which in 1994 collected a large amount of data from schools in 41 nations across the fourth, eighth and 12th grades. For some analyses, they employed figures from the TIMSS 99, an identical study carried out in 1999 with 50 nations.

Their findings indicated a frequent lack of positive correlation between the average amount of homework assigned in a nation and corresponding level of academic achievement. For example, many countries with the highest scoring students, such as Japan, the Czech Republic and Denmark, have teachers who give little homework. "At the other end of the spectrum, countries with very low average scores -- Thailand, Greece, Iran -- have teachers who assign a great deal of homework," Baker noted.

If that wasn't enough, Tink sent me an article similar to THIS ONE found at Lee Ann's. It's going to be an interesting couple of years...

Feels Like 90

Would someone please explain to mother nature that we could have the temperature a little cooler here in south Florida at 5:45pm?

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

A little boy and a little girl, both about eight years old, were playing in the sandbox, when unexpectedly, the little boy farts,causing aLittle sand between his legs to shift. The little girl notices,and squeals with laughter.

"How'd you do that?" she asks.

"Easy," he exclaimed, "I just farted."

"Can I try it," she asks?

"Sure," he says, "anybody can do it."

She concentrates as she strains and grunts. Suddenly, there's a huge explosion, the sides of the sandbox fly off, all the sand flies out, and the little boy is thrown 20 feet, landing up against a tree.

He groggily gets to his feet, runs back to where the little girl is.

He finds her lying on the ground, out cold, flat on her back, spread eagle.

Curiously, he lifts up her dress, peeks underneath, and loudly exclaims, "Just what I thought, dual exhaust!"

Halloween Garfield

Something else to waste your time. I loved it!!!

Halloween Garfield

This is not good... wasting time instead of folding clothes. Sigh....

Halloween Hangman

Something to waste time and have fun... found it at Ogre's place.

Halloween Hangman!

Love the skeleton. :-)

Visit to the Zoo

We decided on Sunday to take a trip to the zoo. It's a little zoo, but perfect for our kids. Well, until Tot decided to throw his camera down at the very end. He lost all 34 pictures he had taken. It deleted them. Oops. Luckily, mom brought her camera and I got a few pictures. Seems like most of them are the back of the heads... and here is one of the few that is NOT the back of the head.



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And here is Tot taking a picture of ????



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And how could I resist this llama picture... I tried to get the picture of it pee'ing for Ogre but I couldn't get it to click fast enough...



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There is a part in the zoo where they put out a mist... the next two pictures say it all:



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Yaa... we were wearing shorts. It was hot. Florida... yaa.

Old Before My Time

Seems Michele is trying to age me before my time. Not that I'm old enough already... but two birthdays in a year. No thank you... and then the gifts. Hmmmm... Love Bug Pillow. Yaa... that would be VERY appropriate.

and Tink... you will ALWAYS be older than me... even if I have two birthdays in one year. s.n.i.c.k.e.r...

Wake-up Call

Was talking to Tink on the phone today about my Marine nephew and family in Hawaii. For those out of the loop, Hawaii had an earthquake of about 6 on the Rickter scale. My nephew is one of those without power. He called his mom, Tink, and asked that she call him with a wakeup call this morning since he didn't have power. Uhhhhhh... I didn't get it. Guess having to be prepared for hurricanes means I don't think about alarm clocks. I have battery powered ones... they don't plug in to the wall... just for that reason. Then I asked what was going to happen when his cell phone ran out of power.

Which was the whole point of this post. I mentioned Solar Powered charger for cell phones. Could I remember where I saw it? Nope, not while on the phone. For Tink, here is THE SITE.

Imagine, not having to carry additional batteries for all of your digital devices. One Solar Charger enables you to charge your Cell Phone, PDA, MP3, CD Player, Gaming Device and Digital Camera.

Florida Information

There are some great sites for those people living in Florida.

First: From the Florida Highway Patrol - the traffic on I-95 and elsewhere in Florida, click HERE. I used it a lot when I was working outside the home. Psst.. Pop, this was the site I was trying to find for you.

Second: Saw this over at My Little Corner of the World... using the website below, you can put 2 emergency contacts on your Florida Driver's license, which can only be retrieved by a police officer.

https://www6.hsmv.state.fl.us/dlcheck/findcustomer

Oldies but Goodies

I needed a laugh and a friend sent me these 'Testimonies'. I have seen them before, but they still made me laugh out loud. Maybe because I still can see myself in so many of them.

FIRST TESTIMONY:

I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back My husband didn't say a word... he knew better.


SECOND TESTIMONY:

I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."


THIRD TESTIMONY:

My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case. the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget.


FOURTH TESTIMONY:

While in line at the bank one afternoon,my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!" The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter


FIFTH TESTIMONY:

Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, she was clean. The realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No". I kept thinking "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?" "No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soo oooo, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better, thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!


LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY

This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get any! We had a female news anchor that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!

In-laws A Visit'n

No big post today... enjoying the kids enjoying the grandparents. Must mention yesterday was no cup of tea. The kids went to get their yearly checkup and it ran 45 minutes late and it turned out it was time for shots. Yaa.... Later!

Strange Conversation

At my house this morning in Tot's room where the boys are playing. Mom walks by to put up clothes:

Tater: Mom, Tot put me in timeout for 5 minutes.
Mom: Uhhhhh... he's just joking.
Tater: No he's not, I punched him.
Mom: Well, you are only 4, so your timeout can only be for 4 minutes. Tot just thinks you are a 5 year old.
Tater: Oh, ok.
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A few minutes later...

Tater: Tot, I'm only 4, my timeout can only be 4 minutes.
Tot: Ok Tater.

One Hour

It took me over an hour last night to get my pc working. Still no time to write up much for a post about the kids.

And along with Tink, I want to know if anyone ever finishes the pencils in time in the Monk Game.

Oh... and Happy Friday the 13th... may you enjoy good luck all day.

Life Takes Over

Seems that life has been busy lately. Tot was in timeout no less than 7 times yesterday. One time for kicking Mom after she told him no. Needless to say, it was not a fun time. Even Tater got a timeout.

Mom took a timeout last night and watched a Monk my hubby recorded for me. No computer time. Hence, no cute pictures to be posted today. Hopefully, it will all come together today and be better.

Ohhh... did I mention that one of the commercial mentioned a Monk Game? Yaa... gonna be trying that at least once today.

More Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

For those 'working' engineer types:

The CUBEDOOR!

Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

"Grannie, do all fairy tales begin with 'Once Upon A Time'?"

"No darling. There is a whole series of fairy tales that begin with 'If Elected I Promise'."

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And more politically incorrect humor, check out THIS SITE.

No S.e.x.

Life has been a tiny bit busy the last couple of days and this will continue for another couple. Ok, it has been A LOT busy. I must learn to keep my mouth shut. I volunteered to do the Fall party that is in October for Tot in September... I knew that was coming along. I volunteered to do the school newsletter. After being asked by a teacher, the Chairman and the Director. And just last week, there was no one to do Tater's Fall party. Not one person signed up. Sigh. I signed up. I am out of my mind.

With all that going on, it is not surprising what my kids will pop up with on occassion. My hubby and I were flirting in the car. I was joking and said to him in the conversation, "when we get home let's have s.e.x". Yep, I spelled it out. Hey, I know kids learn fast and spelling it made it fun and kept my kids from asking what it meant. Uhhhhh... or so I thought. Continuing in a joking line, my hubby replied with "No s.e.x". I couldn't resist and started 'pleading'. Then I heard from the back of the car in Tater's loudest voice... "Mom, Dad said NO S.E.X.!"

I thought I was going to die. The first thing through my mind was when was this going to come out in class? The second was... when was he going to ask what it spelled and what did it mean. So far, so good on those two. Or so I hope.

Yep, life keeps me hopping in this household.

Happy Birthday Tot

It is amazing. My youngest son is 3 years old. Two years ago, I wrote THIS POST about you. And last year I wrote THIS POST.

Now it is time to look at you through this last year. Just in the last couple of weeks you have learned how to go the bathroom by yourself. Ever day I hear "No Mommy, go away" as you make your way to the bathroom.

You started Pre-school twice a week and finally enjoy it. It was a rough start but you did great.

You know your letters, you sing me the 'a says ahhhh' song, you love music and we enjoy playing music together. You are stubborn, sweet and give the greatest hugs. You are a wonderful son.

Here are some pictures of you at your birthday party:



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And you loved the cupcakes!



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Spiderman... well sorta

Tomorrow is Tot's birthday... We had a party yesterday for him. That was the big reason for pulling out the mixer and making a cake. Since I will be putting out pictures of Tot tomorrow, I am putting out pictures of the cake today.

It was hilarious. I really should not decorate a cake at 11pm. I'm a morning person... not a night person. And a warning to those who don't decorate cakes often... they lie about the black coloring. It makes it gray, not black. Buy at least 3 or 4 tubes of that stuff to get something close to black. I had one tube and used blue and red to try and 'darken' it up. Ahhhhh... Here is the finished product:



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From another angle:



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And along with the cupcakes... here it is getting ready to be lit:



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At least it was edible... though funny looking. ;-) Maybe by the time Tot gets to be 7 or 8 or 18... I might be able to decorate. hahahaha.

The Big Gun

I had to pull out the big gun yesterday. We were having the first birthday party for Tot. Yaa... his first two years where lacking in party material. Needless to say, you will see more tomorrow, but for now... this is what was used:



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Amazing what you can buy before you have children. Good thing I did... I certainly needed it. Sometimes I set my sights too high... Spiderman cake... yaaa....

Halloween and Glue

Nothing like glue, scissors, construction paper, eyes and crayons to make for fun. Time to make some ghosts and bats. Enjoy the pictures. Click to enlarge them! Hmmm... now where can I hang these things????



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Mindless Game

Want to waste some time on just luck? Go HERE and pick the Deal or No Deal game.

Rock Painting

We had a trip around the neighborhood a couple of days ago. We picked up 'bones'. Turns out that painting them was much more fun than trying to put them together as a dinosaur.



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Humor for Dreaded Wednesday

President Bush wants us to cut the amount of gas we use. Right?

The best way to stop using so much gas is to deport 11 million illegal immigrants! That would be 11 million less people using our gas. The price of gas would come down.

Bring our troops home from Iraq to guard the border.

When they catch an illegal immigrant crossing the border, hand him a canteen, rifle and some ammo and ship him to Iraq. Tell him if he wants to come to America then he must serve a tour in the military. Give him a soldier's pay while he's there and tax him on it. After his tour, he will be allowed to become a citizen since he defended this country. He will also be registered to be taxed and be a legal patriot.

This option will probably deter illegal immigration and provide a solution for the troops in Iraq and the aliens trying to make a better life for themselves.

If they refuse to serve, ship them to Iraq anyway, without the canteen, rifle or ammo. Problem solved.

Tot Did It!!!

He poop'd on the potty. Three separate times yesterday. "Mom, go away"... "Mom, come look"... I am very proud of our youngest boy.

Now if we could just get the night stuff fixed. It has also been the second night of him pee'ing in bed at night. That is getting old. 5 am wakeup. Yep, he's pee'd in the bed. Ugh. Just the smell makes me sick to my stomach.

Will he wear a diaper to bed? Nope, he is a 'big boy' now. He has to wear underwear. Sigh.

Leaving Today

Sad to say, my nephew leaves today. It has truly been fun having him around. We are very similar. In fact, we worked on my boys computer together... discussing geeky stuff.

He also helped make the Ghiradelli brownies last night. Any excuse to pull those out and make them!!! And having help? Wow. He vacuumed, picked up after himself and played with the boys. Life has been very good.

The boys are into magnets... after watching Bill Nye, the Science Guy on magnetism. Luckily, my nephew had bought them magnets for Christmas last year. In fact, I got a picture of them playing with the magnets. I couldn't resist and joined them. It was a blast.



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He's gone. Sigh.

One More Day

Seems my nephew is ready to leave already. Guess he doesn't want to fix the fence, plant my flowers, watch the kids and make cookies. Geeze. What is his problem??? hahahaha. Actually he has some other friends he wants to visit. Today is probably his last day unless I can convince to stay one more. More posting later in the week.

After While Crocodile.