That kid he is always thinking. A few days ago he let me in on a little problem he'd worked out at school. He told me, "Mom, I don't like it when my teacher says, 'give me five,' because we have to freeze and look at her." And then he looked at me and smiled in an impish sort of way and said in a hushed tone, "but I figured out that when I have my shoes on I can wiggle my toes in my shoes." And then he gave me a knowing look. Obviously when you are five having to literally freeze (even if only for a few seconds) is torture, but leave it to Mason to find a grand loop hole in the "give me five" system. That kid never fails to crack me up.
I always wanted to be a writer, don't laugh its true, but being mommy seems to have given me a permanent case of writer's block. So welcome to the happy little place where the dream and reality coexist. Join me for writings on the kids (Mason 7.5 yrs and Max 4 yrs) and the Hubby (Shane) and my own musings on life in general.