Gonna Be A Bear

(Some of you may have seen this. But I still love it!)

Gonna Be a Bear

In this life I'm a woman. In my next life, I'd like to come back as a bear. When you're a bear, you get to hibernate for six months. I could deal with that.

Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that too.

When you're a girl bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake up to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs. I could definately deal with that.

If you're a mama bear, everyone know you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too. I could deal with that.

If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.

Yep, gonna be a bear!

snakes, snails and puppy dog tails

My Trent is 100% boy! Here's his story:

It's springbreak, and since it was a beautiful day, I sent the kids out to play. I had to stay inside and feed Hannah, so I told them I would leave the window open, that way I could hear what they were doing.

Time goes by, I hear Aleana singing and playing "pretend" in the corner of the yard, and I hear Trent come inside and go back out with his dump truck. I hear him playing in the dirt and making car noises. Then, I hear him come inside and grab a ball. He goes back outside and plays fetch with Sasha. Then all of the sudden I hear Aleana scream "Trent, Stop it! Quit chasing me! Mom! Trent, that's gross! Mom! Trent get away from me!" Then I hear Aleana take a b-line for the deck and run up the stairs straight into Hannah's room where I am still feeding her. Short of breathe Aleana continues to tell me what "no good" Trent was up to.

When Trent had come back into the house to grab the ball, he also grabbed his "claw". You know, those things you hold onto, and at the end of the stick there is a claw that grabs things when you squeeze the handle...Anyway, he took that outside. Sometime during "playing fetch with Sasha" he made four discoveries.

Discovery #1: a dead rat. The cat had brought it on the deck as a "trophy" for us to see. I didn't see it, but evidently Trent found it.

Discovery #2 - the claw can do anything - including picking up a dead rat. He proceeded the pick up the rat and "examine" it.

Discovery #3 - Girls don't like dead rats. Trent, then decided to show Aleana this rat. Aleana obviously didn't think the dead rat was as cool as he thought it was.

Finally Discovery #4. How to make girls scream. Trent figured out how much Aleana didn't like his "pet" rat, and proceeded to keep showing it to her. When she started to scream, he then continued to chase her and laugh :)

While, I too, think dead rats are just plan nasty, I had to laugh. Boy, he sure has her number doesn't he?! After all was said and done, I did make him come inside and wash his hands 3 times. There will be no nasty dead rat germs in this house! :) I love my Trent!

I'm here

This is it! I have finally entered the "bloggersphere". Hopefully I will be able to keep in touch better with family and friends (that's my goal anyway...we shall see). I have read others blogs, and they have done some really neat and creative things. It seems like fun, now all I have to do is learn how do do this blogging stuff. So here's to happy blogging!