Maing my momma proud

Not sure what the bathroom has for me, but Austin just came out to me, while sitting here at my desk, asking where is "the white long thing that goes in the bathroom while making hand gestures from small to long (to illustrate what he was talking about). I told him that it is right here, but the bathroom needs to be mopped.

I cannot believe it...the master of mass destruction. The one who goes and mixes and does all kind of things that (at least my mind does not or has not) only his mind has come up with.

Let me go find the blue Pine Sol (smells really good) or may just good ole bleach because we have been sick for the past month with various things or another...and mop the bathroom (my mop bucket the background and this was not staged!!!) I have to jump on this while I can!!!!

Say What??

The other day, while sitting here at my desk in our breakfast area, and the children at the table in our dining area, Austin says."When I grow up, I want to be an artist!" He is so excited and I sat there almost about to say something in response to that when he says, "I am going to make paper airplanes!!!!

I chuckled a little to myself and thought....you go boy!!! We all need paper airplanes at one time or another in our lives, especially ones that we can put all our troubles on and put it into flight!!!!