With all the rain, it makes getting outside to play more difficult. The park is out because the playgrounds are going to be soaked. The backyard is only playable if a sufficient amount of time has passed to dry out the grass. Inside, we have been stuck for the most part.
The boys have been going a little crazy running around, jumping off of various objects. Objects is the best definition I can give because it's not just furniture. I didn't want to turn the TV or a movie on. I don't have the TV on at all during the day except to play music. I just couldn't bring myself to turn it on when I hadn't gone down all avenues of play with them, yet.
As I was washing dishes in the kitchen, I heard a weird rustle sound. I turn around to find Jackson had grabbed a paper bag I had sitting on the counter and put it over his head. The paper bag was a big hit with the boys! They kept putting it over each others heads and running around the house. After a few minutes and collisions later, I asked Jackson to bring me the bag. I promptly cut some eye holes, handed it back, and said go play. My eye holes made the paper bag even more popular!
This morning, after having a bad thunderstorm roll through last night, Andrew comes to tell me part of the fence blew down (again). He was outside trying to fix it while I was making breakfast, packing lunches, and doing my best to eat. Jackson was watching Andrew outside through our bedroom windows.
After a few minutes of Jackson being too quiet, I decided to go check on him. Too much quiet is never a good thing in my house. It wasn't a good thing this morning either. A few minutes of concern and a phone call to Poison Control later, my house was not quiet anymore. Jackson's fine. I knew this in the back of my mind, but needed reassurance from a different source.
Yes, never a dull moment. When a dull moment does happen, it's not usually a good thing as proven by this morning's incident.
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