It seems like someone took the throttle and jammed it wide open. I cannot believe it was five weeks ago that we were wishing the new year in and putting away the Christmas decorations and here tomorrow is February 1!
HIGH EXPECTATIONS. Ben has developed a cough this week so we are giving him medicine. The first morning Vicki fed it to him Ben said, "I not coughing no more!" as soon as he swallowed it. No sooner that he walked out of the bathroom he had a small coughing fit. He walked right back in and announced, "It not working."
MOM, I'M SORRY, I MUST TELL THIS. Thursday night, Mom and I went to the Heritage Commission meeting in Cross Plains. On our way home she began to tell me about her trip from Cross Plains to church during Tuesday's brief snow shower. She was excitedly talking ninety words a minute and had to speed up to end her story as I was parking in the driveway at her house. When she finished (and caught her breath) I looked at her and said, "You realize that it took you longer to tell me about your trip from Cross Plains than it took me to drive the same route." She looked like she couldn't decide whether to say, "You should be more interested than that," or, "You know, you're right."
ONE CURIOUS BOY. I'm predicting that Nate will be the one who takes everything we have apart to see how it works. We can leave that boy in his room and he will stay there for an hour studying every little thing he can find. There is no cabinet that is off limits. We never bothered to put locks on the cabinets that have pots and pans in them (since there were no cleaning supplies there). Jenna and Ben never bothered those cabinets much. With Nate, if it's not locked or nailed down he is going to get to it. If it is locked or nailed down he will try to get to it anyway.
YUCK!!!! The other day Vicki went into the bathroom to do some chores. She replaced the empty tissue box and then found some kind of strange substance all over the full length mirror. It was swirled and smeared to look like a Picasso painting. She heard Ben out in the hall and on a hunch called him in and asked him about it. As he looked up with an "I hope I don't get in trouble for this" look on his face he noticed the tissue sticking out of the newly opened box atop the toilet tank and said, "But there wasn't no kleenx!?!" Ben now understands that it is okay to use toilet paper if there is no tissue.
SHE TAKES AIM...SHE SHOOTS...SHE SCORES! And the mom goes wild. That's right, in today's game Jenna scored. Not two, but four points! We were really happy because she had made about four attempts before finally getting her first basket. Her team played the same little team they played three weeks ago, beating them 34-18.
I'M GLAD SHE DOESN'T BUILD AIRPLANES. Between getting home from Jenna's game and fixing lunch Jenna asked Vicki to make her a paper airplane. I had no idea that Vicki lacks talent in this area until I heard Jenna and Ben talking while trying to fly it in the hall. During the flight it sort of unfolded (it was really thin art paper). When Ben picked it up to fly it back and I heard him say, "I don't know about this Jenna."
After proofreading this newsletter (which was printed on regular paper) Vicki folder the letter into an airplane. To her credit, this model was a bit more airworthy than the last.
LANA'S LETTERS. Lana Osborne included Jenna in her biweekly column for the Robertson County Times this week. It was the purple panty story. We haven't told Jenna because she got mad when I told it before. Several people have innocently tried to comment to her about her panties only to be cut off by one of us doing wild calisthenics in the background.
Joe
