I come to you with a tear in my eye....the babies have left the nest! The first pic is a few days ago and they still didn't have all of their feathers and they were trying to make themselves as tiny a possible...today I pull into the garage and as I get out of the expedition I see a bird land on the back of it. I start to walk over and it begins to hop around on the ground...much to the delight of my Jack Russell and Rat Terrier. I proceed to scream at them as the baby is screaming "MOMMY" and as mommy is screaming "GET AWAY FROM THE BABIES!" Nothing like chaos in every arena of life. Anyway, I ran to grab my digital and snapped the pic of one of the babies in the garage. I could hear the others hopping here and there and actually saw one fly and hang on the wall in the garage (cedar wall). I can't believe how quickly they have grown....Does anyone besides me wish that kids grew up that quickly!!!!

The crisis of all crisis' has happened..dum..dum..dum....I had to confiscate the Pink Razor from Jo. The beginning of last week I explained to the kids that I would no longer give warnings about checking their rooms and would do suprise inspections......
"Do you understand exactly what I am saying?"
"Yes, maam."
"No warnings, you have to have your beds made and everything picked up
off of the floor...not shoved under the bed, in the closet, or under the
desk?"
"Yes, maam."
I go upstairs last night, Jo was not home, and her room looks just like it always does. Bed torn apart, clothes scattered everywhere, trash everywhere. So when I went to pick her up I asked her if she remembered the conversation that we had about the bedrooms....
"Yes, maam. I know I didn't make my bed." (Does she sleep in the same
room that I went into?)
"What about all the clothes?"
"I was trying different stuff on before church and I didn't get it put away."
When does trying on clothes involve closing your eyes and just throwing the clothes in the air and them landing everywhere? Can we not lay them neatly on the bed...only takes 3 minutes to make...and then put them away when we get home, if necessary? Can the trash go in the TRASH can? Please explain this to me someone. What do kids consider clean? I would be so embarrassed to have someone over and have them see my room like that. Wish there were more time to have a discussion about what germs kids are growing in their bathrooms today but my single brain cell can only handle so much.

Anyone care to join me.....Calgon, TAKE ME AWAY!