The days events never cease to amaze me. How the house has not been burned down yet, I have no idea. As we scramble to get ready this morning, preparing for another busy day it occurs to me very quickly how mischievous little boys can be. I was on the phone with my mother in law, trying to multi task, brushing my hair when I noticed a very strange smell in the bathroom. Like a forest fire. I happened to look down where my son had been sitting just moments before. He had plugged in the iron that my husband had used that morning and laid it face down on a wooden step stool. Needless to say, there was a nice, neat burn mark in the shape of an iron. Quickly I unplugged it and explained to my mother-in-law what had just happened. I joked "I should date it, saying London was here" I don't think she found it quite humorous, probably wondering where those eyes-in-the-back-of-head were. My only saving grace is that I'm relatively sure my husband was no saint as a child:-) Top the day off with a sick 3rd child, sorry, I meant my husband, a car in the shop (sorry Mrs. Schabes, we don't know why it won't turn on), London sharing food with Michael (Michael is our dog, London is our son) and of course it was Michael's food they were sharing. "One for you and one for London" he says. If I wasn't so grossed out, I would have taken a picture. I quickly removed the food. But then of course, he moved on to the dog treats. My daughter asks, "isn't that poisonous?". Well Madeleine, I'm pretty sure if Michael can eat, it won't hurt London. He did try to eat a live sponge the last time we went out in the boat and that didn't seem to cause him any harm. I knew he was pretty much a vegetarian but what do you call a child that will eat pretty much anything EXCEPT normal people food?
It was an interesting day but watching my daughter snuggled up in bed with my son reading The Cat in the Hat to him was just perfect!
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