Today's Adventures

Today was an interesting day. It started out kind of busy, and never really ended until fifteen minutes ago, at eight thirty at night. Logan had pictures at Walmart today, he wasn't super cooperative, but we managed to get two that I liked. When I was paying though, it got a little bit hairy. Jenna decided she had to go to the bathroom, and promptly took off, leaving me with Logan and Travis. Or at least I thought I had Travis. He'd taken off too. I had a feeling I'd find him in the game room, so I was set to take off and find him, when he came running back. Someone probably said something to him and he got scared. Good thing. Well, I went to go and find Jenna, and she wasn't in the girls bathroom. As I was looking for her I heard a faint "Mooommmmmmm!!!!!" She was in the boys bathroom! I told her " Jenna, you went in the wrong one!" She asked why, and I told her she was in the boy one. She came booking out of there with her pants still down around her knees! I would've melted into the floor right about there if it were possilbe. We ushered her into the correct bathroom facility where she could finish her duty, then went back to the poor photographer who was probably thinking we were nuts by then.

We came home after that, and Logan had fallen asleep in the van. I took the opportunity by the handles to clean out my front porch while he was snoozing in there. It was such a nice day, that he stayed nice and warm sleeping in the sun. The other two were in the house playing nicely. Well, Jenna came out to ask me something, and before I could even register that Travis was in the house still, he locked the door. He knows how to lock it, but not to unlock it. I didn't know where the key to the house was, so I was trying not to panic. He could hear me through the door, so I was trying to tell him how to unlock it. What he got out of it was to help me by taking his play bat, and hitting the door. Not sure if he thought it'd open that way. It was kind of funny, he was totally fine with being in there alone with me begging him to open the door. The cell phone was in my pocket, so I called our landlord asking if they had an extra key. No such luck. But Jen did have the idea to try the back door as it opens out words. After a short treck up the snowbank and across the freezer buried under the snow, I got to the door, and to my much happiness, it opened. Note to myself for next time, don't leave the two year old in the house when cleaning the porch.

To top it off tonight, I was on the phone and doing laundry, when Travis came running to me with an owie on his hand saying Jenna did something. I went to check it out, and I smelled something burning in the kitchen. I bought myself two new candles the other day, and had one burning on the stove. Guess I was dumb enough to think that was a safe spot for it. Well for whatever reason, Jenna thought it was ok to burn paper in my candle! It wasn't actually burning, but smoldering in my garbage. I sort of freaked out for two minutes, then explained to her firmly why we CANNOT monkey with mom's candles. She started bawling and said she was sorry. We read a book about fire trucks, fires and fire fighters at bedtime tonight. Hopefully it's a lesson remembered.

I got propane for the house again today (much thanks to Steve, Aaron's friend with the truck) so all Aaron has to do is hook it up, and we can eat more than pancakes and sandwiches and eggs around here. I'm hoping tomorrow is a good day, but not quite as eventful.