(pictures below are from the other day, but you get the idea!)
Last week Austin went out to play. I was in the living room folding their clothes when I didn't hear him.
I called his name, no answer.
I called his name again, no answer.
I jumped up, and ran to the door, no Austin in sight.
I called his name again, nothing.
I could hear the water running somewhere, but didn't know where. Usually he'll turn on the hose on the side of the garage to wash his tractor or play in.
I ran around the house calling his name, nothing. He was no where in sight.
I ran inside. I checked the living room, I checked the kitchen, I checked Abigail's room, I checked Austin's room, I checked Austin's bathroom, I checked our bedroom, still no Austin.
The whole time I was checking in the house I was calling his name, no response.
I ran into the living room and told Michael I couldn't find him anywhere. We both jumped up. The only thing I thought he could be doing is going around the block on one of his bikes. I didn't know where he was at.
Then I remembered hearing water again. I ran back to our bathroom... and there he was, shaving...
I called his name, no answer.
I called his name again, no answer.
I jumped up, and ran to the door, no Austin in sight.
I called his name again, nothing.
I could hear the water running somewhere, but didn't know where. Usually he'll turn on the hose on the side of the garage to wash his tractor or play in.
I ran around the house calling his name, nothing. He was no where in sight.
I ran inside. I checked the living room, I checked the kitchen, I checked Abigail's room, I checked Austin's room, I checked Austin's bathroom, I checked our bedroom, still no Austin.
The whole time I was checking in the house I was calling his name, no response.
I ran into the living room and told Michael I couldn't find him anywhere. We both jumped up. The only thing I thought he could be doing is going around the block on one of his bikes. I didn't know where he was at.
Then I remembered hearing water again. I ran back to our bathroom... and there he was, shaving...
He's had to take a time out for spitting.
He's had to take a time out for spilling water all over the kitchen table and floor, on purpose.
He's had to take a time out for roughing his sister up.
He carried his dinner plate to the garbage the other night like a waiter. One hand, plate half full of spaghetti... got the picture yet?
Please let the fours be easier than the threes...
4 comments:
That's hilarious, but only because it's not my child.
You got to love him!! Didn't your mother tell you there'd be day's like that????? He's all boy......
You could alway's send him to Michigan to Grandma Ringman and Grandma Richards????
Grandma Richards
What day does he arrive? How long can he stay? Grandma Richards and Grandma Ringman are ready.
Love Grandma Ringman
Austin is just showing you what he can do and showing his independance. Just think you have another one that will go through all the same stages.
Riley has her moments too. More often lately but I think its because of daddy being gone. The only other things I can think of is its a Ringman thing.
Take care and hang in there it can only get better right!
Love,
Angie
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