Extreme Days

Today we were the first ones to the library, 10 am sharp. Actually it was us and a homeless man that we see every visit. While I was looking for books I kept hearing the homeless man poot and it was so hard not to laugh. Real mature...

When I got to the check out table I couldn't find my library card anywhere. Without it you get nada. I was so frustrated. I put the stuff on hold and walked home, looking for it every step of the way. I remembered that 'somebody' kept throwing things out of the stroller on the way to the library. Today at 4:30 I found it in the parking lot close to the gate. You know who, the name that must not be mentioned, must have pulled it out of my purse and thrown it out. So we booked it to the library, no pun intended. We got our books and now I am happy. Jan Karon and I will have a nice visit tonight. Tim will have his visit with Mary Shelly's Frankenstien and Adam with Corduroy. We will all be happy.

Adam loves Mr. Potato head and today he kept throwing him down on thef loor and the back door of Mr. Potato head would fall off. Adam kept saying, "broken hiney." We thought it was funny.

Also I cut up an onion and Adam wanted to eat it so bad. So I let him. He took a big bite and said, "ewww stinky." and that was the end of that.

Also, the picture of the cups holding writing utensils is showing my nesting at it's peak. I went through all of Tim's writing utensils above his desk throwing out the ones that don't work and separating the pens, pencils, and markers. I also labeled all of Adam's toy boxes so now he can read them and know where to put them when he is done.