The new obsession for us this month is mini golf. Thing 1 and Thing 2 have already played more rounds of golf this year than me.
Thing 3 played for the first time today. He was more interested in the sticks and rocks than the game. And he really enjoyed taking the flag stick in and out. In and out. In and out.
There has been a major security breach at the SuburbanHouse.
I had devised a sophisticated, high tech barrier to prevent Thing 3 from going upstairs. At first because we didn’t want him to tumble down the stairs, but now because we don’t want him getting into everything in the bedrooms and bathrooms. He’s famous for hitting the buttons on clock radios and inadvertently setting middle of the night wakeup calls.
I have no idea where he would learn such a gesture.? It must have been from SuburbanMommy, or maybe from that crazy Aunt Crazy.
Ok, if you must know, he was pointing out the cut that he just received on his finger.