Newsflash: Internal Tracking System Found in Children

OK, so the kids have been M.I.A. for hours now, and I think it is safe to take a shower without being bothered. Ya know what I'm sayin'?

So. I grab my clothes, and go to the one bathroom that actually has plumbing. I start the shower. I peek out quickly to make sure the baby hasn't woke up yet, and that no stray child has wondered into our home and has to go #2.

Phew! Coast is clear. As I slip into the warm soothing water of the shower...

A knock. What was that? I didn't see ANYONE before I jumped in here.

Another knock.

Is this a joke? Am I on Candid Camera? Cuz if I am, I am gonna be real mad. I don't have any make-up on. Or clothing.

Another knock, then "MOM?"

"WHAT!? I am TRYING to shower!"

"Um. Deklyn said I was a bully."

"Are you SERIOUS? Is Candid Camera standing out there with you right now?"

"What?"

"Nothing. Don't listen to him, and GO PLAY! I'm TRYING to take a shower!'

Silence. Ah silence! I can start to let the cares of the day roll off and down the drain...

Knock, knock, knock. "MOM?"

"Are you kiddin' me right now?"

"Mom? I have to poo*."

"Well, there's NO way you are gonna do it right now, dude. I am in the shower!"

"But I have to go REALLY BAD!"

"Then you had to go 10 minutes ago, BEFORE I got in the shower, so you should have came THEN. Right now, I am in the shower! You HAVE TO come back after I'm done!"

"BUT..."

"GO! I'm in the SHOWER!!!!"

Silence. OK. SO this isn't going to relax me and whatnot, but at least I will get myself clean, right?

Knock. Knock. "MOM!"

"Are you serious? IS your dad home yet?!"

"Yes. He's home."

"THEN GO TELL YOUR DAD< DON'T TELL ME! I'M IN THE SHOWER!"

Silence. OK, I'm just gonna rinse this conditioner out before I have to jump out of the shower with it still in my hair, because someone outside the door had blood coming from a cut in their head or because someone has to #2 SO BAD.

I am POSITIVE that children have this tracking devise in their brains that tells them when their mother has locked a door, or when she starts to relax like .5%. They know it, and they don't like it!

I wonder if this is something we can have removed, like the salivary gland on a dog. Hmmm... Somethin' to look into...

What A Beautiful Time of Year!

I look out the window to my beautiful surroundings. Our little mini farm in a thin layer of snow. I see a few chickens who have braved the weather to peck around outside. There is a cat or 2 pawing at the door, begging for me to let them in. I love this time of year when I can look out and see all of God's Splendor, covered with the powdery white stuff.

Then, I step outside....

What in the world are people thinking when they live in this part of the country??? It's a horrible 27 degrees and I am trekking out into the horrible freezing-ness (is that a word?), to sit in a freezing truck with cold kids waiting for the heater to kick in... AHHHH!!!!!!

I love Florida. I picture the beach, the waves, the sunburn... and I long for it. Especially THIS time of year. The gas is cheap now, what's stopping me from packing 5 suitcases and getting out on the open road for a long 2 day trip with 4 little boys, and a hubby who's wondering where my mind went? Well, I guess that last thing is stopping me. You know the hubby. He loves the cold. He loves being out in the cold. He loves shoveling, scraping, and stomping through... I don't know. I think I could be content watching it from a TV in a warm and sunny locale. Drinking fresh OJ from the orange tree in my yard, and taking walks everyday, without having to bundle a sad little baby up in layers... It just ain't natural, people!

Have I rambled enough about winter? What's YOUR favorite time of year? Have you guess which one is NOT my favorite? =)