Playing Hooky!

What a fool! What a FOOL! I can't believe how easy it was to fool that woman, I call Mommy. I really have been sicky, don't get me wrong. I've got yucky sores on my tongue and when she checked my temperature in my ear 2 days ago I had a fever. But I have been good to go for awhile now. Yeah, my tongue still hurts a lot but I overheard Mr. doctor say that I wasn't contagious if I didn't have fever.

She's been a trooper I have to say. Pman throwed up in his bed Mondy night and slept in the bashgetti and meatballs he ate that night. Eeeeew! It was gross. So she had to deal with two sicky boys. But yesterday we were both much better and had a BALL! playing hooky. So I thought to myself, lets do it again! So I just played up my hurty tongue and told her I was sicky again. and snap! just like that she told Daddy that I was staying home. Hooooray! We went to Mimi and Papa's so she could do some excercising. I got to watch SuperWhy! and then we went to the new coffee house to get coffee and a cookie! Wahooooo! AND I got her all to myself. That Mommy. No Pman around to say "My Mommy!"

Between you and me I think she is catching on but what do I care. It's too late for her to send me to school so I am home free!!!!!!

Gotta go now. She doesn't know I can use the computer, much less type. So catch ya later!

Fighting brothers

The fighting going on around here is getting out of control. and I absolutely do not know how to handle it. It usually starts with 'MIIIINE!' and then it snowballs into a knock down drag out fight and crying fit between everyone. Oh, and it's over anything. a car, a block, a rubber band, a piece of sh$&. Anything. It's actually kind of funny when Pman starts it by taking the littlest thing, walking over to W, raising the object of desire into the air and shouting MINE! and mayhem ensues. Sometimes they are just being funny.
"My House!" as we are driving into the driveway.
"No, My House!"
"My House!"
back and forth forever. But the main source of contention is the Silly Top. What's a Silly Top, you ask? The Silly Top is a yellow plastic spinning top the the size of a silver dollar. One day W was throwing a major tantrum because Master P took it from him. and I was trying to explain to W that he was just taunting him. I also explained to him that it wasn't necessary to cry over it because it was just a "silly top" and that there were much better toys to play with.
"But I want to play with the Silly Top!", he wailed. and from then on the Silly Top has become the bane of my existence.
I am making it sound all lighthearted and such but it's not. It's crying all day, everyday over the stupidest things. and I have no idea what to do. For awhile I was taking anything they fought over and hiding it but it got to the point there was nothing to play with. A lot of times I just yell and scream right along with them. That's always a good scene. But lately I have just been trying to ignore it and let them go until they can't cry anymore.....they are still crying, ha!

So that's what I have been doing if you were wondering the reason for the lack of posting. I have been over here trying to referee the MINE! Wars.