Fall Day.

Hum. Thinker?

Torturer.

Dirt eater.

Two peas in a recycle bucket.

Fall leaves.

Milk hoarder.

Future fashionista and builder.

Staying inside all day is a disaster in all possible areas. The kids start going nuts, everything gets destroyed, I get frustrated and nap time is short since they haven't worn each other out. I figured we better get out while we could so we went out side and wondered around, played with some dirt and worms, and flipped our motor bike. I don't know what Obie's problem is but he tries to drive his bike up hill, curbs. . .basically anything with and incline. This results in the four wheeled motorized bike flipping up side down with Obie laying flat on his back crying. You would think that as the front starts to go up, and he starts to realize its going to flip he'd take his little thumb off the red button that makes it go. . .but oh no, not Obie, he panics, and pushes harder. No more bike for Obie. He just couldn't handle it today. . .when I took it away from him he had an even brighter idea. He ate dirt. . .and he thought it was funny. Grace on the other hand found little creatures, played with them and then smashed them with a shovel. A little snail and a worm were her victims. So that was our attempt to get some energy out out side. It wasn't too cold which was nice and the rain held off. . .overall a success.

On a side note: I thinkObie is getting a new tooth. . .at least one which is contributing to his grumpy behavior and lack of interest in food. As we were watching cartoons this morning Grace says "Mama, its time for Obie's nap." I asked why. (he was laying on the floor fake crying trying to get me to come pick him up, and refusing to just walk over to me) "He's acting grumpy. Its time." I laughed. It was totally true. He layed down for and hour for "alone time." I don't think he slept, an hour later he was still wide awake.