Time And Tide

Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or to lose. Lyndon B.Johnson

Saturday, May 22, 2004

Have a q-tip

Tonight I was on my way from Easley to Seneca and both the kids were asleep in the back of the van so I called to check in with my brother. I've been nothing but on the road for the last week and I haven't talked to him at all. We talked for a few minutes and he started to tell me all about Austin's (the nephew's) latest hijinks. Austin, like most little boys that are two years old, is all boy. His favorite movie is Lord of the Rings (any of them) and he likes a bit of swashbuckling. Anything that can be swung around his head becomes a weapon. Give him his golf clubs and he wants to sword fight. Bat and ball...swordfight. Toilet brush...it all equals swordfight.
Earlier this evening Austin came into the living room where his mama was sitting. He had his bat behind his back which meant another weapon was also hiding back there in his other hand. Terry knows the drill and she held out her hand to receive her weapon. Austin handed her a Q-tip and whacked her in the leg with his baseball bat!

I love two year olds!

Am frantically working to get the house ready. Today was the last day of school and wouldn't you know Em has a birthday party tomorrow from 10-12. Jake has a scout meeting Sunday. Leirin begins working on the farm on Monday and Em and Jake have appointments with the specialist on Wednesday. I just can't get a break. I hope we manage to get moved in before school starts back again. At this rate, I'm beginning to seriously doubt it.

1 Comments:

Blogger Brent said...

Kim demanded that there be no toy weapons of any kind in the house. So we started out that way, but as you said, anything and everything becomes a weapon with boys. And my two used everything to play army, etc. Kim finally gave in. She knew she was beat when wooden spoons became bazookas.

8:14 PM  

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