Beckett cannot get that states are called states, he calls them islands, so yesterday he asks me, "mom do bad guys live on our island?" Another thought, "Mom I know which island has rattle snakes. Colorattler." He is one smart cookie!
Chas went to Ellensburg today so I had to take Brady to batting practice tonight, with the 3 little ones. The littlest one is just a tad bit crazy to have somewhere, anywhere really that is a confined space. He loved doing everything he shouldn't do, running down the stairs, far away from me, trying to get under the batting cages, trying to climb up the barrier between the mezzanine and the gym (which is a very long fall!) Holy this kid wears me out! and frankly I sometimes wonder if I will have my sanity in tact by the time he leaves the house, or more realistically by next week!
