Some of you may recall the fiasco where my cell phone drowned in the bathtub. Contrary to popular belief, I was NOT in the bathtub and talking on the phone at the same time! I was merely correcting my children during a dispute that occurred while they were bathing.
Okay, so here's what really happened. They were fighting and I pointed at them with my phone and yelled "Quit fighting! I'm sick and tired of this!" (You woulda thought that it was some kind of remote control that would magically turn off the fighting-- wouldn't that be the invention of the year?!) But I digress...
Per mominpa's advice, I just left it alone with the battery out for a few weeks to let it dry out... Lo and behold, I switched service back to the phone today and IT WORKS!!! HOORAY! And I never did get around to buying another phone-- just used dh's old, yucky, mumbly, terrible phone for a while. God is SO GOOD!
On another note, here's a pic of Dozer loving on his little lamb. :-)
And goofing around on the couch...
He's so cute, I just wanna eat him up!
And finally, in the car today Dash announced a change of career plans. Initially, he wanted to be a pilot like daddy. Then he informed me the other day that he wanted to be a tank driver in the Army. I guess his brain (or his stomach) has been thinking a lot lately and he said:
"Mommy, when I grow up I want to work in a cinnamon roll factory."
"You do? Cinnamon rolls are really delicious. Maybe you should OWN a cinnamon roll factory instead."
"Oh yea! That's a great idea!"
Tank chimes in with "I want to make cinnamon rolls too!"
"We can work together! Mmmmm...mmmm..mmm...we LOVE cinnamon rolls!"
"Yeah, with 6 cups of frosting on it!"
Big smiles all around as they agree that this is the best idea EVER. They can be partners in a cinnamon roll factory. Who says homeschooling doesn't let your kids dream BIG?!
So if any of you love cinnamon rolls and have young daughters, my hungry little entrepreneurs will be of a marriageable age in another 20 years or so.