1. After praying for a car for several months God placed on in our path. We debated on keeping this Jeep as an extra vehicle, but decided it would just not be cost effective. The Jeep has been a member of our family for 10 years. It has been a good car. We officially sold it Monday. I'm not sure, but as Fred changed the oil for the last time I think he might have shed a tear. We brought Clayton home from the hospital in that car, ya'll. sniff. sniff.
2. After talking over a few adult matters Fred and I determined that we needed to institute "quiet time" around here from 3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. Some of us are happier about this than others. Quiet time means no electronics. You have to play with actual toys, read a book or work on homework. I think this is a wonderful idea and it has worked beautifully this week.
3. During quiet time this week I told Clayton I'd like to introduce him to the game RACK-O. I told him this Monday. We didn't get to play it until Wednesday. We started around 4:50 p.m. (quiet time). After playing three rounds Clayton realized it was after 5:00 p.m. He jumped up and proclaimed that he was going to play the DS. He then said, "I've been looking forward to this all day!" Then he turned and saw me putting up the game. He came back over, smiled, ruffled my hair and said, "Of course I was looking forward to playing this game with you too mom." Melt my heart.
4. I told Jack to go get clothes on so we could drive to McDonald's for a breakfast treat. He came back with his favorite pair of yellow shorts on and nothing else. When I told him he could not wear that he grinned really big and asked why. I told him it was too cold to wear shorts and nothing else. He came back in the kitchen with his Christmas pajama bottoms, a camo shirt (backwards) and his tennis shoes with no socks. I wish I had taken a picture of the entire crew. We were quite the spectacle...including me. When we got to McD Jack asked why we couldn't go inside to play. All I could do was look around the car and laugh!
5. Andrew announced to me that he "wanted to tee tee on the potty." Having already potty trained two little boys I knew this was too good to be true, but he actually did it! I put big boy underwear on him and he had a few accidents, but I think we are close. One problem though is that he can't reach the potty. So, when he needs to go he grabs his step stool, runs through the house and says, "tee tee's coming, tee tee's coming!" It's pretty comical.