Caught!

I knew it was just a matter of time. The day Caroline learned to open cabinets I said to myself "She's gonna find that treat jar one of these days." Sure enough, I walked into the kitchen the other day to find this. When I walked in, she turned to see me and completely froze. I just know she was thinking "Uh oh, this is really good stuff. It's gotta be bad." Unfortunately for Caroline, the treat jar now has a new home in an upper cabinet.

Labor Day and a lot of Caroline

So I'm a little behind. My parents, grandparents, and sister's family came over for a little Labor Day get together. As usual, Caroline manages to get into almost every shot. Our "other kids" are old news I guess. Poor things. Thirty years from now, they're going to use this blog as proof when we're having this conversation.

"Oh mom, you were so easy on Caroline. Anna and I could look at you wrong and get spanked. Caroline could slap you're face and you'd be like "Oh, look Ryan. Isn't she cute? She's asserting herself. Quick, get the video camera. And oh, could you spank Anna and Luke? They just looked at me funny."
I'll reply with an "Oh, whatever! It just seemed that way because she was the youngest. I treated you the same way when you were her age." Then they'll roll their eyes at me, which is completely unacceptable, so I'll spank them then go take a picture of Caroline.

Another birthday?

It is just me, or am I constantly showing another birthday celebration? Could it be that my kids have birthdays more than once a year? Maybe that's why their growing so quickly. Anna is now 7. I'm positive she just started preschool last year, so there really must be some kind of time warp occurring with our family.

Nights of the Bizarre

Sunday nights in August are bizarre for the youth of our church. They've enjoyed Ryan's weird games and crazy ideas with notable patience and pleasure. This past week's homemade slip n slide wasn't too bizarre, except for the fact that no one ended up in the emergency room. Now, that was bizarre.