Saturday, September 1, 2007
After a hellishly long day that began at 6am, Popsicles in the bathtub seemed reasonable. Last night the boys stayed up late watching the (really cool) lightening storm from their bedroom window. So when they both bounced into our bedroom at 6am, we knew we were in trouble. By 8am, Ted was in time-out in his room, screaming the house down. And it didn't get much better. Hopefully tomorrow will be a nicer day. At this point, I am truly grateful Ted is in Kindergarten and not around to constantly annoy Sam. Being an only child, I don't understand the entertainment value of driving another person crazy. Ted loves tormenting Sam; Sam loves tormenting Mae; Mae loves tormenting Sam. Poor Sam gets it from both sides.