WHAT WE DID OVER THE WEEKEND...

We had a book sale on Saturday morning! Jammies and all...

Mikey climbed trees...

should I jump? should I, should I ?

I'm gonna jump...

This was BEFORE he broke off the branch...and fell...and declared, "oohhh that felt good!!"

AND...HURRAY for Matt! He learned how to ride his bike...and now he doesn't want to stop!!

Oh yeah...and Matt fell out of his bed. The bean bag looks most comfortable. He doesn't even remember this.

Good Night all!!!

HURT IN A CAR...

I never pay attention to commercials, but some are definitely catchy. Mikey thinks so too. He was watching TV last week and told my mom, "Gramma Rosie if you ever get hurt in a car, call William Mattar." He also asked Brandon if he called William Mattar because of the accident he had last week and told him he should!

THE GUILT MUST'VE BEEN KILLING HIM...

OK, so my dad says the kids are going to be brainwashed...but I say a little fear never hurt anyone. Here's my story:
I had the kids at the park today, and just like when I was little, they wanted to play on the bleachers, jump off the bleachers, and use their light sabers on the bleachers. I happened to catch them at the very top, "fighting" with the light sabers. I asked nicely for them to get down ( I was at the top of the hill with my dad) and they both walked over and up the hill and one of them says:
"We're mean at you and we want to get rid of you" while the other one says:
"I don't know why you always worry about everything."

I'll let you decide who said what.

So then, away they walk and SIT on the bleachers (surprisingly, they were not fighting with them). They were sitting so nicely and my dad and I could tell they were in deep conversation, but they were too far away, and we couldn't hear a thing. I even said to my dad that I wish I knew what they were talking about. When I said it was time to go, they came, unwillingly. Fast forward to the car ride home when they asked for something (cannot remember what!), and I just said:
"I don't think so. You just said how mean I was and my feelings are really hurt."

And then, I can only see Matt's BIG brown eyes staring at me through the rearview mirror and he nervously says:
"You heard us talking bad about you?"
"Yes"
"oh"
Finally, Mikey breaks the semi-silence and says,
" Mom, we're sorry for saying bad things, we're not mean at you anymore."

Well they should've thought about that before they opened their mouths...they didn't know that this mom has supersonic hearing. Wait til they find out that I have eyes in the back of my head too!