Scout Campish

Today, my house felt like Scout Camp.  Remember this post?  Well Wall-E 2.0 has gone missing.  He managed to chew through a renovated (with duct tape) portion of his condo.  Jake tried to remodel the little guy's residence and give him a TV room.  Instead, it enabled the escape of 2011. 

So now we have traps set up ... all over our house.  Mark my words, Jake is going to be an Engineer of some type.  Just look at the creativity mingled with perfect balance!

We'll try with all our might to catch the little fella'.  

Apparently they like corn.

It better not end up in my bed.

But just in case it doesn't work out with the hamster, Jake came home from school today asking if we could get an Australian.  I waited for him to finish his sentence.  Australian Shepherd?  Australian licorice?  But that was it.  Just an Australian.   He is begging for us to be a host family to an Australian boy.  

Clearly, we do not entertain our children nearly enough.

Have you ever been a host to a foreign exchange student?

P. S.  You are not going to want to miss the next Sunday Night Live.  Seriously.

Visiting up North ~

As you may have heard on Sunday Night Live, I took a trip up with my sisters to visit the parents last weekend.  It was lovely weather, lovely scenery, but mostly ... lovely donuts.

 Right out of my Dad's garden!

 This was right after Julie smacked my hand down.  Please click on this picture so that you can really see my ridiculous face.  Aye yi yi!

 It really was lovely, but I was ready to get back to my hood.

What is your favorite town outside of the city?

Boys & Girls ... it's Sunday Night Live!

We're Baaaacck ~

Sunday Night Live ... on Wednesday!

Because we're crazy like that.

Teachers & stuff ~

Last week, I went to visit Kacey in her real, live classroom.  

It's finally here!

She is in her last semester of school and is in the middle of her student teaching.  

Look how fun it is when your kids grow up!  

You get to go on field trips to visit their careers 

and eat sandwiches with them at the grown-up tables!  Yes!

Speaking of teachers.  I got my second email yesterday from one of my boys' teachers letting me know that he didn't appreciate this child's behavior in class.  He told my Freshman that he was annoying and that he was surprised that nobody had beat him up yet.  I'm not sure that teachers should tell their pupils that they are annoying.  I'm pretty sure that they are supposed to save that for those special times in the teacher's lounge.  And just look at these faces ... you know they're completely innocent!

Surely I jest.  I'm the first to admit that my children can annoy.  They've pretty much perfected that verb.  We'll have to work harder on the more pleasant adjectives in the world and try to make the teachers less annoyed and confused as to why they haven't been beat up yet.  I should take some pride in the fact that they have never been beat up, right?

Continuing on with the teacher topic.  

Look at these cute boys that are out teaching the Gospel! 

Oh, Keaton. 

I like teachers (usually).  But I think I hate school.  

Do you like school?   

P.S.  Did you miss Sunday Night Live last week?  

For those of you who did, don't worry, we'll be back.  

For those of you who didn't, we'll still be back.