- Sometime on Sunday SG noticed the scissors lying on CW's art table and wandered off with them to snip hole after hole in his brand new, bright green jersey sheets.
- At some OTHER point on Sunday SG took Matt's CPAP mask out of our room, into CW's, where he dismantled it and did bad things to it, necessitating a 90 search of the house (beginning around 9:45pm) for one particular piece (eventually found in CW's garbage), and a 20 minute procedure to extract an acrylic diamond cut bead from the end of the hose.
- 7:30pm put the kids to bed, discovering in the process, SG's trashed sheets. Both kids got in trouble.
- Monday morning Matt called FROM THE OFFICE around 7 am to tell my drugged self (when we'd despaired of finding the CPAP mask piece, I'd taken stuff to make sure I slept through the inevitable snoring and thrashing) that our router was down, and I needed to call Verizon about it. I woke up an hour later (when CW left for school, slamming the front door) on my face in bed with the phone still in my hand.
- Checked the router, called Verizon, went through the troubleshooting with the girl and discovered that the power supply had melted itself from the inside and there was a melted dent in it. So, no internet and no OnDemand until it got fixed.
- Monday and Tuesday SG spent a fair amount of time on Matt's computer, I did huge amounts of laundry - everything that can be washed (aside from CW's bedding) has been.
- SG has been locked out of our bathroom again. He lotioned the bathroom one morning while he was ostensibly watching a movie in our room. Then another day, when CW left the door unlocked (I just LOVE having an older one!), he flossed it with the entirety of Matt's box of floss, and I found things in the garbage that shouldn't have been, as well as things on the counter that previously were in the garbage. Curious little bastard. 8)
- Yesterday I was upstairs doing something, Matt caught SG with the fireplace doors open, Duraflame starting brick on the grate and climbing up to grab the fireplace matches (10" long wooden ones) from the mantle. He wanted a fire. 8) the matches are back up on top of the wall unit now.
We're hoping this week's resurgence of HellBoy is temporary...
The bits and pieces of my children. Neither of whom really fit their nicknames anymore...
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Hellboy
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