Friday, May 28, 2010

Signs, signs, everywhere a sign



With a big supply of posterboard on hand and stencils, what better than to make some signs? At least that is what was going through Haiden's mind today.

First up was a sign that read: Gar- Sale that was taped to our front window.

Following with a sign that stated: Don't Touch! Not On Sale! Haiden used this sign to chase away potential customers seeking a Star Wars mold maker and microscope which he suddenly decided he wanted to keep after all.

Hannah joined in on this crusade to keep these precious items, by telling one man "we don't want you to buy the star wars or the microscope...they're all moldy and gross."

Next, we continued on to Haiden's business plan which consisted of: Selling underwear for $10 (see picture) and the following business plan for "poo for sale."

I'm guessing these business ventures will not go over well in these depressed economic times, so I will not be quitting my day job just yet.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

One way to weed through toys....not exactly what I was thinking!

Oh. My. Gosh. My kids are nuts. What have they done this time? Well...let me enlighten you. For some odd reason, Hannah thought it would be funny to PEE in Haiden's toy box. But...being the lady she is, rather than do it herself, she egged Haiden on to pee in his own toy box, filled to the brim with what else but his beloved toys???

It was all fun and games until at bedtime when Hannah blurted out that Haiden had peed in his toy box. "I did NOT!" was the indignant cry from the other side of the room. One look in his guilty face (which I didn't really see because the covers had found their way over his head at that point) and I knew the truth.

So...the punishment was that Haiden had to get out of bed and empty his entire toy box into garbage bags, then clean the toy box itself out, and now he gets the pleasure of earning the toys back after mommy (not able to part with toys that probably have cost thousands collectively) cleaned them all, dried them, and placed them into a moving box (hey...at least their packed up now, right?).

Seeing the tears start gradually, then flowing freely, then finally turning into sobs and "I'm sorry's" convinced me he was actually sorry for what he had done and hopefully learned a lesson from this all. What the lesson was that he actually takes from it, I'm not sure. At the very least, I don't think this particular deed will be done again.

What a night!

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Tooth Fairy Visits Again!

I'm not going to make as big of a deal of every tooth as I did the first, but Haiden lost tooth #2 last night. We forgot to put the envelope under his pillow and I completely forgot about it until this morning when I was cleaning the bedroom, so tonight we will expect another tooth fairy visit. :) The tooth fairy was not expecting having to shell out again so soon...it really wasn't that loose when he lost the first one, but I guess hard granola bars have a way of knocking those suckers out! I think "tooth fairy" needs to keep some cash on hand for these kind of events, ya think?