I think he has a future in political truth telling

Nothing besides what I have recently wrote about has been blogworthy in our lives the last two days. Personally, I feel that is an accomplishment considering what "could be" constantly in our lives. This is our last week before school starts. We are at a wedding on Saturday, in St. Louis on Sunday for a pool and piece of advice party (where each family member writes advice on a piece of paper to the college bound graduate), then off to my folk's to spend some time with my family for a couple days before we head to Paducah for the following weekend for my brother's wedding. (for which we actually came up with a gift to give the person who has or buys everything) Just thought we would throw as much as possible into the last week before school starts and our 1-1/2 year sleeping-in trend comes to a sudden and ABRUPT HALT with a 7:20 bus pick up. mmhmm 7:20 AM. My kids have not intentionally woke prior to 8:00 for 18 months.

Anyhoo, since my parents are still the last two remaining people on PLANET EARTH with dial up, I will not publish or comment while at their house for a few days. See ya when I return.

I leave you with this post I had sitting in my "never been published" area since March.

Grant got some Flarp for his birthday. When you push your fingers in the putty, it makes flatulent sounds. Yes, every 5 year old boy in the free world needs something else to add to his obsession with bodily functions. Flarp’s saving grace is that it smells like Skittles.

When putting the boys to bed Sunday night, Brian disrupted the process by bouncing in and flarping a few times, then leaving. Grant, naturally wanted to try it again before he went to sleep.

Me: No more. We are done.
Grant: Just one more – so Daddy can hear a loud one.
Me: No.
Grant: Why?
Me: Because it is time for bed. AND because you were not responsible and you lost the lid to it.
Grant: I didn’t lose the lid.
Me: Then where is it? (knowing he has looked for it already today)
Grant: I just *hided* it.
Me: Where?
Grant: Ummm… Someplace really good.
Me: Grant, it is time to get the lid from the hiding spot and put it on the Flarp since it is time for bed now. So go get it from its really good hiding spot.
Grant: ummm… I think I *hided* it so good that I can’t *bemember* the hiding spot.
Me: Then that is losing it. You lost the lid.
Grant: No
Me: Yes. And you lied about it. You lost it AND you lied.
Grant: I didn’t lie, I tricked…


I think he is a future politician.

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