Actually...I think said a silent prayer for patience. See...I had heard them goofing around, but was trying to do about 20 things at the same time in the kitchen so I ignored it...so when I heard them come get Dave...I just knew it wasn't going to be good.
Well...my prayer was answered. I didn't kill them when I found out what the emergency was...
This is a picture of the celing in the boy's room (this picture is actually after I fixed it a little...I was too mad at first to take a picture, and I didn't want them to think I approved of what happened by taking a picture of it)
Their celing is made up of acoustical tiles and my dear sweet Thomas was on Michael's bed (the top bunk) and jumped, and put his head through the celing! *Sigh...this is where I repeat "I love my children, I love my children, I love my children* Technically his head didn't go all the way through...but it's dented in about a half inch or so and the edges of the tile are broken off.
I'm hoping I can fix it with a little glue, caulk, and paint...and if not...I'm sure Michael would love a cool poster of something over his bed :) (it has painters tape on it for now to keep prying fingers from exploring and more little bits of tile from falling down...since our house is old enough that these could be made of asbestos (YIKES)
My children received a very calm yet stern talking to from me, and a punishment that hopefully fit the crime...Dave on the other hand says his head still feels like it is going to explode and his eye keeps twitching.
Oh the joys of having boys :)
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I hope you can fix it. It looks better than I imagined and you are the queen of caulk so I bet you will never be able to tell.
My blood pressure went back to normal halfway through Sacrament Meeting.
Today at Grandmas, Michael turned to me and asked "Why am I grounded, it wasn't my head that broke the tile." I had to think about why he was grounded for a moment, I told him he was in the same room when it happened. He gave me a look like "that's a stupid reason for being grounded.
Then at bed time Michael told me "It doesn't look too bad, we could paint the tape and most people won't even know."
I love my boys.
That is so funny!!! I wish I could say that I've never experienced anything like that with my boys but OH MY GOODNESS I WOULD BE TELLING A LIE!!!! I've heard you pay for boys right up front and they are easier as teenagers - that is what pulls me through :)
michele...the picture doesn't do it justice.
Dave...you forgot to mention to him that he was helping his brother go crazy...adding fuel to the fire so to say...that's why he's in trouble too!
Emilie...I'll hold out hope then that I'll be done paying soon (I loved that) although I've been told that the grocery bill will cause me to have to take out a second mortgage!!
I seem to remember that GIRLS can cause physical damage to a house also. I seem to remember a few holes in the walls of my home of girls. Some day they will be grown and you will cherish the memories of the crazy antics. Kids will be kids. And I love them!!!!!
I am sorry, but I still think it is pretty funny!! (:
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