There is a lot that hasn't been said lately and that is in part to life overflowing. Overflowing in a good way, but spilling nevertheless. My days begin early and end late, and between these long hours, I think about all the moments I want to share on here, but right now life has me running in the middle of the day to day race. It makes my sharing scarce. I think it must be this way for many people because I've noticed my blog feed is a little less crowded.
On the funny side of things, last week I opened a new bag of Doritios (a rare treat in this house). After pulling out a few chips to a plate for the kids, I noticed a hole at the bottom corner of the bag. I knew instantly the mouse we have been trying to catch for days before had managed to eat its way through our new bag of Doritios.
Instead of immediately throwing the bag out, I left it opened on the counter because we were all running around the house trying to get ready to leave for a day trip. About fifteen minutes later, I emerge from upstairs to find Nathan and Bubba shoving chip after chip into their mouths! Instantly, (instantly!!) I began rolling with laughter at the sight of them. I told them the dreaded news of a mouse eating the bag, AND Oh my LAWD!! By their reactions, you would think I told them they caught the plague!
Both (!!) of them started dry heaving, faces red, yelling at me, "WHY DIDN'T YOU THROW THE BAG AWAY!!!??" and "We're going to be sick!" and "I CAN'T BELIEVE WE JUST ATE RAT POOP!" and "I can't believe you let us eat chips that had a mouse swimming around in the bag!" All of this was followed by a lot of googling by Bubba who quickly found out that him and Nathan are not the only people who have eaten out of a rat bag and then freaked out about it. (If you ever get bored, there are some pretty funny stories out there.) All day I had to hear about this, guys. All, dang, day.
On the family side of things, we've celebrated two birthdays within the last two weeks. Nathan who is now a whopping 13 and Scout a whopping 3. No longer my babes, huh? I obviously blinked at some point over the years because I barely recognize my babies. Cliche as it may be, they really do grow fast. Too fast. Especially the older I become. We've also started doing a weekly family movie night. It has become the anticipated night of the week. So far we have revisited a few classics mixed with newer: E.T., Stepmom, Pompeii, and a couple of others I can't think of at the moment. This week it will be, We Bought A Zoo. It came on television a couple of weeks ago and Bubba recorded it on the DVR. Apparently, I may need to keep some tissues handy when we watch it. Bridget says there are a few cry worthy scenes.
Hopefully you're still with me...what else, what else? Many things, actually, but I'm going to end it here. I hope all of you have had a wonderful weekend! : )