I went away for the weekend with some girlfriends ( yes, it was amazing, but more on that later) and while I was gone the Dudes rocked the weekend. Keeghan started saying “Me! Me!” and “GOOOO!” and Ian keeps confining himself to his room, which means he’s all funned out and needs a break.
One more thing:
It’s a 3T.
Didn’t you JUST realize your house is on fire? He’ll be there to put it out as soon as he puts his shoe back on.
Cute, right? That’s my brother, 30-some years ago.
I thought we had one Halloween outfit totally sorted.
There are only two little issues to work out.
1-he is about to outgrow this. Like, today.
2-He. Hates. This. Costume. Somehow it isn’t as cute when he’s trying to rip the hood off and screaming as loud as he can. Which might actually be a good thing, since it could cut Trick or Treat down to where I don’t have to surreptitiously discard candy to save us all from the sugar-spaz.
Hm.
My husband informs me that, after discussing one of our favorite tracks from “O Brother, Where Art Thou,” he figured out that Ian has been singing “as I went down in the river to prey…”
Hey, at least the science is sound.
Run, Keeghan, RUN!
Pushing the season, as is usual around here.
We don’t know who put the Glass Break HooDoo Whammy on us, but whoever you are… we are sure that whatever it is we did, it was a complete oversight. We sincerely apologize, and I assure you we never, in our lives, would have wanted to hurt or upset you.
FYI, in addition to the two windows, we are also down one small Pyrex casserole and a butter dish. We’re concerned about the pickle jar, and I decided this was NOT the week to take the glass down off the hallway light and wash it.
Mommy: (removes pizza from oven)
Keeghan: (looking at pizza) DA DA! BRUDDER!
I can’t figure out whether he was scooping me on the announcement or warning them to get in here before he ate it all.