Mischief Monday

Edited to add photo-

Note to self:

A three year old and a little amount of fake snow go far. Too far.



This was all I could manage to take, for fear of it attaching to my lens. Every movement sent a flurry- it started out as a little more than 1/2 a cup. This stuff clings to every surface, but moves so quickly when there is air. Especially air from a three year old. It was up his nose, in his ears, and by the time I was finished it was all over me too.

Mishcief Monday

Luke and Tucker were arguing yesterday after I was singing and handing out muffins. I had to laugh as I said-

"Now come on, do you really need to argue if you know the muffin man?"

Mischief Monday

September 2008-
luke sitting in the upstairs bedroom window
and I wonder why he wants to get out the windows too.

Mischief Monday

Apparently Luke's glasses are not wash and wear.
Actually the lenses were, but the frames, not so much.
Now who has the mischief- Luke for putting the glasses in the dirty laundry? Or Mom for washing and drying them?

Mischief Monday

Tucker has discovered where I keep the baking chocolate, and the dark chocolate.
And he has discovered that he does not like it.
I heard the chair scoot once. A long pause. Then it scooted again. Another pause. Then another scoot.
I went in and he was standing at the counter like this.


Shaking his head. And not very happy.
I went to the sink and discovered the reason for the middle scooting sound. I think after he had bit into the chocolate he scooted to the sink, to spit it out. Because there was liquid chocolate in the sink.

Can you believe he went to the sink to spit it out? And not just on the floor?

Mischief Monday- posted on tuesday

Bottle-O-Pilgrams and Wampanoags anyone?
courtesy of Tucker

Mischief Monday

During Nana's funeral service I realized my keys were missing. I knew that I had seen Tucker with them (yes I know- you don't even have to say it.) We started looking around for them, and my brother-in-law Tom found them in a flower urn next to a headstone.

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Today I was reminded of something that Tucker did a while back. Today as he was carrying the toaster out of the kitchen and heading for the bathroom (where he could get to an outlet) I remembered how he had done the same with a handheld mixer. But he was younger. I can't remember when it was ... (anyone help me out-remember me telling this?) He made it into the bathroom and plugged the mixer in and TURNED IT ON! I had no idea until I heard the whirring of the mixer.

Mischief Monday

Yesterday I got to go with Jay to speak in another ward. He sat up on the stand and I sat with the kids before it was time to speak. Savanna had helped in packing a little entertainment bag for Tucker,(and Luke) she filled it with fun little things, stickers, crayons, a stuffed animal, some beads, a bandaid, and a few other odd things. Tucker went through the bag pretty quick. Soon it was time for me to speak, and Jay and I traded spots.
I was doing fine, until I looked down at my outline and something green and shiny caught my eye. I kind of gasped when I realized I had 4 shamrock stickers shimmering randomly across my chest. I chuckled right there, and commented that I just noticed that my son had decorated my shirt before I got up.
After we spoke 2 people came up and said they did not even notice the shamrocks, and then 2 others said they were glad I explained what the stickers were.
Funny.
Thanks for the laugh Tucker, and the distraction. I think it helped take the edge off my nerves.

Mischief Monday

All of our kids have had their moments.
They all have their own "brand" of mischief.
Each one leaves their mark.
Some are funny.
Some are expensive.
Some make me stop in my tracks scared to think of what they will do next.

Last week as I was telling a story about Tucker, a friend asked if he was our most mischievous child.
I laughed quickly and said no.
But he can certainly hold his own. And I hope that's all he does!
This is not the category that I would urge him to beat his siblings in.

I had been planning on writing a few things today all along ... and then Tucker added another story to share this morning. Did he know I was writing about mischief?

Last week Tucker patted me and gave me this.

And I wondered where he got them.
So I asked him.
And he brought me this.

And I realized that he had taken apart the back door.


This morning as I was answering one of those emails that asks all kinds of questions- I thought I better go check on Tucker. Anytime you have those feelings its a good idea. Just go check. You will be glad you did.
I walked into the kitchen and over towards the laundry-


and he was taking cupfuls of detergent and putting it in the bread machine


So he wants to scoop and dump. No problem. I got out some popcorn kernels thinking that would be a much better solution. I played with him for a bit, then went to finish the email and move some laundry.


I went back in knowing that surely there would be popcorn all over the floor.
Not hardly.
It was all back in the bread machine, with the detergent.