laugh, laugh, laugh

Today I spent the afternoon in Ottumwa. The cupboards were growing bare which is indication for the monthly grocery adventure. Plus, with the holiday weekend approaching it seems as if their is always extra munching going on here at the Davis Herd.

After doing some serious damage at Walmart I headed over to Fareway for a few more items. It just so happened that I was stocking up on the sugary stuff(pop)and as I lifted the pack of rootbeer all 12 cans went banging, clanging, rolling down the isle.

If only I had a kid with me to blame it on.....

I stood frozen with the empty box before I burst out laughing at myself! At that point I wasn't sure what people were staring at: ME or the 12 rolling soda pop cans.


Laugh at yourself first, before anyone else can.
Elsa Maxwell

ice cubes

Dawson and I were setting the table for supper, last night, when he pulled out the ice cube tray from the freezer.

The boys have been busy making flavored ice cubes, colorful ice cubes, you name it ice cubes.

I explained to Dawson that when mommy was a little girl our refrigerators didn't make ice cubes and we had to fill those ice cube trays and dump them into an ice bucket to have ice for our supper glasses.

He turned to face me with those big brown eyes and said Mom, did you even have food coloring to make colorful ice cubes back then?

I love the innocence of kids....

it wasn't me!

Wonderful Aunt Stephie recently mailed a package to the boys that included, the nearly nonexistent, candy cigarettes.

Do you remember them?

Upon first realizing they were in the package I honestly debated over whether or not to even give them to the boys. Aunt Stephie; however, wanted a photo.

I convinced myself their was no need to fear!

Neither her nor I are smokers after puffing away on those candy sticks.

So, Monday night the boys lined up on the couch in the living room and nibbled away on a highly concentrated sugar cigarette.

A phone photo was snapped, sent and the boys were given' the speech on.....

back in the old days....before they knew the dangers of real cigarettes...they used to make.....blah, blah, blah.....you get my drift.

This story only gets better!

Tuesdays I volunteer in the elementary school. I spend the mornings in Mrs. Rays classroom, were Dawson is a student. Yesterday, as I strolled into the classroom with a friendly smile, I'm quickly surrounded and under attack.

Mrs. Davis, Dawson told me he was smokin' cigarettes last night and that they were candy cigarettes and I don't think they make candy cigarettes. Were they real? Was he REALLY smoking cigarettes. Cigarettes are BAD for you! I like candy! I wish I could have one! Candy cigarettes..ooooh.

Needless to say I walked in unarmed. I said the first thing that came to my mind and did my very best to shush those inquisitive 5 year olds!

I blamed their Aunt Stephie!

Yep, I sounded just like a kindergartner.

I didn't buy them, it wasn't me!

lock-in

Dexter became a member of the Chequest 4-H club this year and spent Friday night at the community center in their annual lock-in. It was a night full of fun activities and NO sleep!

Dexter has really given us some struggles this year on staying up late.

I mean, come on he's a middle schooler ya no.

So, he was ready for this night!

Bringing a sleeping bag was optional...he opted to not.

I dropped Dex and a friend off at 8:30PM Friday night and picked them up at 9:00 AM Saturday morning. This being after they helped plant 600 trees for an hour on NO SLEEP.

It was community service project on Arbor Day.

Needless to say Dexter fell asleep at 11:30 AM Saturday and slept until 7:30 Sunday morning!

I'm hoping this experience has fulfilled his staying up late desires.

When he woke up Sunday morning he said he didn't think he felt good......

He's really like his mama, WE NEED SLEEP!