Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Culprit



I found this wee rascal running around the house last night and think maybe he's the one that's been causing all the mischief around here lately. Seriously, as adorable as this little sprite may appear, he causes me all sorts of heart attacks and nervous breakdowns. I honestly fear for his life (and his baby brothers') at times and trully believe if he makes it to the age of two it will be a miracle. Just today he helped himself to Hunter's seizure meds (thanks to a lid that wasn't screwed on tight) and yesterday he dove head first into the jucuzzi while Denver was having a very deep "great big bubble bath." I swear his motto is I laugh in the face of danger and his goal is to drive me to the looney bin as quicky as possible so he can get away with even more death-defying stunts. And the worst part of all of this is knowing that half of the terrible mischief he gets into is because I went and had more babies than I can handle. Caleb has way too much unsupervised time on his hands. And me. . . I have way more than I can juggle right now. Heaven help us all.

posted by Shana  # 4:51 PM

Comments:
I am still giggling... how did you get him to stay still for even one "wee" moment to take that picture?

 

Thank goodness he's a tough little cookie... and so are you, Shana. When it gets a bit crumby, don't forget you have folks you can call, okay?

 

Heaven help us all? It already has and will continue to do so. Here is a paraphrased quote that I love..."God does not ask us about our ability, only about our availability. If we prove our dependability, he will increase our capability." Boy, do I ever believe that! You made yourself available for a couple more boys, and you are certainly dependable, so....I know he will give you the strength and ability to handle it all. But Chris is right...let others help! That is also part of the plan. I wish I were there.

That is a darling, darling picture of Caleb! Maybe you DO need to make your guest room into a gated safe room...for Caleb!

I love you.
Mom

 

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