The Hunky Hubby is driving the boys home from dropping me off at Mom’s and the boys begin spitting on each other in the back seat. In the process of applying his “Daddy Voice” to the situation he gets onto I-5 South instead of I-5 North and it takes a whole lot longer to get to Phyllis’ house than normal.
Sweet Boy#2–Cuts his finger while throwing an old elk bone at the propane tank…so many things wrong with this scenario.
Sweet Boy#1 and Sweet Boy#2–Get into their jammies super fast so that they have time for a sword fight before bed.
Sweet Boy#2–Runs from camp to our house barefoot…in the snow! Why you might ask? He took his boots off and didn’t want to put them back on again, too much personal effort for simple creature comforts… like footwear on a snowy day.
But the winner this week…
Sweet Boy#2–Throws dog poop onto the hammock (with his brother in it) using a stick in order to get his brother to give him a turn…it works…but who wants a turn in a hammock that smells like dog poop?