This many more days...

During the week of Christmas every morning while watching the weather Jacob, would count down the days till Santa would come. As the cute little clip art Santa made his way across the days Jacob was more and more excited as the number of fingers he held up were less and less. He couldn't wait to make his big announcement every morning as to how much longer we had, secure in his knowledge referencing the proof on the weekly forecast.

Christmas finally arrived and the predictions of the weather channel & Jacob were at last confirmed!

The excitement dwindled down as Christmas ended and we began a new morning count down, New years day.

The only difference was as the little clip art baby moved closer, the less excited our little man became. Okay, he's 4 , nothing to him is exciting about a new year. No ones bring presents, he's too young to stay up all night to party I get it.

New years eve morning as we sat watching the news Jacob crossed his arms and sat pouting instead of counting. Apparently, we assumed New Years Day meant everyone gets a new baby. No wonder he had been so clingy and lovey all week. Bless his heart, all this time he was worried he was getting replaced with a new baby! It was too funny. Jason and I had fun teasing him over this one.

Every strange noise out side: " Is it UPS? I bet it's the BABY!"

New Years Day: "Son, are you ready to go to the store and pick out the baby? Do you want to get a white one like the rest of us, or a different color? A boy or a girl? How about two!! You get to pick."

With a smile and a mean look he let's us know he can take a joke & where he stands on another baby.

Hang on to your popcorn!

Have you seen one of those horror movies with the possessed child? Well I haven't, I have seen the commercials for them and that's been enough for me.
As a child Scooby-doo was a little more than I could handle. Now as an adult, I watch a episode of Criminal Minds and I'm on edge the rest of night, thinking someones behind every door to kill me .

Keeping that in mind;
I took the girls out late the other night through our neighborhood to play the game Boo!


If your not familiar with the game;

This is a Boo Sign~

The air is cool, the season, Fall;
Soon Halloween will come to all!
The spooks are after things to do,
In fact a spook brought this to you!
"Boo" is a shield of the witching hour,
Just hang it up and watch the power!
On your front door is where it works;
It wards off spooks and scary jerks!
The treat that came with this cryptic note,
Is yours to keep, enjoy them both!
The power comes when friends like you,
Will copy this note and make it TWO!
The others here among our friends,
Will give them warm fuzzies that will not end!
We'll all have smiles on our faces,
But no one knows who "BOO'ED" whom!
Just two short days to work your spell,
Or one big ZAP will strike your tail!
And don't forget a nifty treat,
Like something cute and something sweet!
Please join the fun, lets really hear it,
spread the "BOOS" and Halloween SPIR IT!

Now it's your turn to "ghost" two other people in your neighborhood.
You should "ghost" these people within 2 days of receiving your treat.
Hang the ghost on your front door so that everyone can see that you have been "ghosted" and will not ghost you again. This will also let you know who you can ghost.
Fill 2 bags with candy, treats, or if you know them well enough to add something special, a nice gift (I wine and cheesed my neighbor). Copy this letter and the ghost twice. Include treats, letter, and ghost in your bag of goodies for the neighbors that you choose.
After dark, and only with an adult, "ghost" 2 of your neighbors. Do not let the person that you are "ghosting" see you, for it adds to the fun of it all. Place the treat bag on the doorstep, ring the doorbell and run!
It will be fun to see how many ghosts will appear in our neighborhood by Halloween.
Please keep it safe and enjoy!

It's similar to Ding-dong ditch. You place this sign on a neighbors door, leave them goodies, ring the bell and RUN!!!

Here where we live it gets dark at 6:00pm and in our neighborhood have no streetlights. So, when we left at 8:30 it was good and dark. You could barely see your hand in front of your face. Ideal for us not wanting to be seen as we roamed the streets quietly. We had three houses we were planning to hit, in hopes at least two of the three would keep it going. Knowing our victims, the fear of getting shot for sneaking around wasn't an issue. The first house went off without a hitch. We were like a stealth fighter, in, out, gone and undetected. Even with the under breath giggles!

Out of breath,we rounded the corner to hit our other two houses, when we came to one dilemma. They were right next door to one another, not being seen would be tricky. In the dark we spotted a big truck parked in the road, and plotted to hide behind it in between hitting each house. That way if someone came out looking after the first one we could hide safely until they went back inside. After that we had a park to cross and we would be home free. So far, the street had been dead silent so we thought this would be cake.

We hit the first house and ran through the darkness as fast as we could to the truck. There we were peering from behind the truck trying not to breathe. Watching and waiting we looked for anyone to come out looking. Within the darkness I hear from behind us this tiny long whisper "He-ll-o?".....My heart was racing well before and now it was about to beat out of my chest! I whipped around as though Jason himself from Nightmare on Elm street, was tapping me on the shoulder. Looking as hard as I could to see what/who said it, I saw nothing. Squinting harder through the darkness, I heard it again only this time it was closer. "He-ll-o, Lexie?? psst.." Then, I saw it the silhouette of a little girl wearing a dress. At this point we are all backed up as far as we could to the truck bed of our hiding spot. All I could think of were those horror commercials!! (specifically, to the one with of a girl with a sheet over her head?? ) As she came closer we recognized her as this 5 year old little girl who lives near us. Wearing dark clothes you could barely see her, she blended right into the night. Finally, realizing we weren't someone named Lexie? Barefooted and hair all a mess, she began to ask us what we were doing. Now, that the intital panic had wore off, the girls were shooing her and telling her to be quiet. All this work & panic and now we were going to have our cover blown! Luckily that didn't happen and the girls did the next house as I stood trying to tell her she needed to go home. What crazy mother out there lets a young little girl roam the streets all alone in the dark? Can you imagine how terrified we would have been if we would have ran off screaming and she FOLLOWED us? It was bad enough Kailey peed herself, I can't imagine nightmares on top of that.

Funny thing is after all of our efforts of accomplishing our mission unseen, we still failed. The night was cool and taking advantage of the free air, I had our upstairs windows open. About thirty minutes after we got home, I was upstairs changing when I heard a rustling coming from the windows. Peeking down through the blinds I could see something moving near the front door. After being on edge from earlier, I was a little scared on what I might see. Watching the shadows and listening for noises, I finally saw something. The bottom of a dress tail and a little barefoot appeared on the edge of our porch wall! It was that same little girl, but why was she here? As I began to turn and go downstairs to the door, her hand came out into the light. She was carring a paper? One of our Boo signs!! "GIRLS!! Hurry run to the door!" Sure enough, she had taken our signs off the houses and brought them back to us. All our efforts had been in vein. Trying to explain to her the game resulted in nothing but confusion. All we could do was smile, shut the door, and sit in disappointment.

It certainly will be a Halloween memory we will never forget!

He's THREE & sneaky, things happen!

Before I tell you what happened here's two major facts that will help you to better understand my situation;

1- A couple of days ago while driving through construction, a little car was driving right in the blind spot of my SUV. For that reason, I had the crap scared out of me when I almost squashed it while merging. Luckily I didn't trust my mirrors and saw it before having to swerve or hear a pissed off honk. Even so, knowing I will be driving through the same construction daily, I positioned my mirror down specifically to target the lower blind spot on the driver side.

2- We never stop for fast food breakfast in the mornings. If fact we never even get to eat fast food at all anymore. That was until this weekend when I stopped and treated the younger two to McDonald's happy meals, for Madisen's birthday.

That being said; This morning I dropped the girls off at school and headed back home with Jacob. For most of the way home, I was driving through the construction paying attention to workers, unmarked changing lanes, and traffic.

Now that Jacob is 3, we're pretty much passed all the craziness of riding in the car. He doesn't throw toys at me anymore or unbuckle his seat belt and try to climb in the back. He just sits and plays with his toys and enjoys the ride. That is when the girls aren't there to fight with him.

So, hear I am driving down the road when I happen to notice this woman riding my bumper.

Driving in a highly known speed trap area, I just over looked her as it's very common while driving through there. Another fact is I have a lot of people ride my bumper on a daily basis due to the signage on my car for my business. Lots of people follow close taking down information. Therefore I've gotten very accustomed to just paying them no attention what so ever.

As I continue driving down the road I look over and now the woman is right next to my car driving with her window down trying to talk/yell at me. Now she has become unignorable. (if that's even a word)

Once again something else I used to do to my business. So, I slow down, and roll down my window to hear her. Quickly she yelled at me
"YOUR SON HAS THROWN HIS MCDONALD BREAKFAST OUT THE WINDOW AT ME, ALONG WITH AN ENTIRE WATER BOTTLE & LOTS OF OTHER THINGS!!"

What THE??... JACOB!!

Turns out it was trash from the night before;

1/2 a cheeseburger

his leftover bag & fries

and a water cup he didn't finish. (THE WATER BOTTLE)

All out his half cracked window!

Jacob's excuse "I was just throwing out my trash"

Bless his heart...the only child who will pick up after himself.

Once I finally get home and give my window rules & trash speech to Jacob, I notice I had a message on my machine.

Who else, but the lady on my bumper called my business!

Turns out she wanted to report the incident to the owner, with a long spiel about my vehicle, license plate & enactment on what was happening. Very upset she recommend I be reprimanded & taken care of at once. She ended the message with," if you were the driver SHAME, SHAME, ON YOU!!"

I don't know if it was hormones or what but I was a mess! I was angry she had the nerve to make such a big deal out of a little boys mistake. Too, I was understanding on how she felt driving behind such a freak show. Embarrassed, and hurt that she would judge me as some careless, unfit mother who would allow this to happen!

Swallowing my pride & tears, I thought it would be right to call the number back on the I.D. (Not that she would expect that, when she didn't leave her name or number.) Calmly and as nice as I could be I called her and left her the most sincere apology for what had happened. I assured her I had no knowledge of what he was doing, and it was my fault for not seeing it.

Also,Not that it matters to her...

I assured from now on his window will be locked or monitored!

The approach I took may have been as weakness, but at least I feel I did the right thing!

So, if you get wind of the latest download craze on You-Tube of a woman & her Mc'D's litter Boy, it's probably ME!