Sweet Boy#1–Pranks me by sneaking The Hunky Hubbies 25lb dumbbells into my office and putting them on my chair.
I volunteer for a walking field trip to the post office with the kindergartners and somehow the five wiggliest children in the entire class are at the end of the line with me, one of whom does not speak English. After many utterances of “Escucha eschucha!!” and “The next child who picks up a rock…” and “Out of the road, out of the road!” We made it safely back to class. Just more of what I do at home every day. Harrowing but fun.
Sweet Boy#2–I find him amusing himself by putting double hand-prints on the glass of our living room window, over and over again.
At Sweet Boy#1’s insistence, Sweet Boy#3 fills one of those giant plunger style squirt guns in the bathtub and sneaks out into the hall. He gets me in his sights and lets loose. Emptying the entire gun all over my front.
But the winner this week…
Sweet Boy#2–I look around and can’t find my middle boy. After a bit of looking I discover him once more on the roof of our Ford Explorer. This time with a handful of “Gak” attempting to thread it onto the antenna and put it underneath the windshield wipers.