Tucks

A Sad moment has come. Clay came out to me when it was time to go to bed and said....."Mom, I don't need any tucks anymore. I am getting too big." Too big to tuck in is what he meant. Which generally means he doesn't want us to come into his room for some reason or another. But I know this trick.... the very same day he had asked me to step out while he changed his pants. I knew from experience this was shady. As he pulled down his shorts to change he revealed that he had a big piece of rag stuffed in his pants. Why do boys do things like this? They are such a mystery to me sometimes. Back to the tucking.... I said that we would be tucking him in until further notice. I don't care if he is the ripe old age of 4.

Pants on Fire

Recently, I have read that a child is actually unable to lie until they are in 2nd grade. This is because they don't have the reasoning... they don't have the intelectual capabilty to decern between truth and fiction. I am here to say... whatever. My child is either exceling in deceit... or he has figured out how to lie. This afternoon.... said older child was no where to be found. I hollered to him.... he yelled back "I'm pooping." Fine. Generally I never mess with this particular act. About 15 min later.... same conversation..... same responce. I decide to check matter out for myself..... as I know for a fact he has already completed this task for the day (I know this because 4yr olds don't always flush). I go in to the bathroom.... and he has knife and is cutting off the tops of Crystal light to go packets and pouring them in his mouth. Why? WHY?? Is this fun? I go to administer punishment.... Biblical Chastisement if you will.... and he says... "No mom, you are not going to do that right now." What? Where is my sweet little claydoh and who has replaced him with this mouthy child? He does however tell me that he lied to me.... which is a start right??

Celery Green

Just got done painting our guest bathroom. This is the first room of this current home that I have ventured in painting.... and let me tell you that it is ugly. Actually.... it is UGLY... but my mom and husband assure me that it is fine. I assure you, that they are LYING because it is the most hideous shade of green I have ever seen. And I am nearly hysterical at the thought that I spent the better part of 2 days working on this project and it looks terrible! So now I will have to spend more time, money and most importantly effort working to fix it. Has anyone else lived this nightmare?? Am I the only one.... you spend hours... days... thinking of it.... you know your not real crafty... but you think.... that would be a lovely shade of green. And then... in the spirit of a Can Do attitude.... you dive on in.... and poof.... you have covered up a lovely shade of blue... with puke.

Enough.

I don't deserve to blog. I should be cast into the island of failed craftpeople.