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Just a little off the Top!

So for those of you who follow my crazy blog of my adventures of my boys, you know that Taite loves to get up in the middle of the night and create chaos. Usually it is with food and last night was no different, except after eating ALL the popsicles he decided to give himself a HAIRCUT!

So I thought why not have some fun while we fix it!

Before

After

While trying not to make Taite totally bald we decided to make some cool 80's designs !

This one of course is BATMAN!

He wanted me to keep it long, because he keep freaking out because he thought he was bald!

Lightening McQueen!

Let them eat cake!

I forgot to mention that yesterday at 6am I walked into the kitchen and saw CAKE everywhere!

We were going up to Cedar City to celebrate my Uncle Stan's birthday, and you know what you have to make for someone's birthday! A CAKE! I guess Taite thought that he had seen me make a few cakes and that he could do it all by himself.

There was stuff everywhere. He had my big metal bowl on the floor in front of him, with a few different kinds of spoons, and a container of frosting. The floor was covered in towels to soak up all the water he had everywhere. He was using a cup from a superheroes memory board game to measure the frosting that he was mixing into the cake mix.

I was so mad I told him to go get back in his bed! He started to walk down the hall, his little butt in superhero underwear was sticking out of his pajama shirt and on both hands he had my oven mitts that were as big as his arms! With his shoulders and head hunched down he slowly walked to his bed. I stopped him to get my oven mitts back. To my suprise when he took off the mitts his hands looked like lemon cake! He had cake all the way up to his elbows!

If I wasn't so tired I would have laughed.

So back to my broken washer... I have smoky camping clothes and blankets, pee pee sheets, skid marked underwearssssss, and now hordes of wet towels and sticky oven mitts to wash!

Wash This!

Yes don't laugh that is really me! Working my fingers to the BONE!

What a day! So I really think that I must be attracting bad into my life because is seems as though S**t has hit the fan at our house.

Last week or so, Taite almost killed my mothers dryer and now I blame him for my broken washer! Really it isn't his fault that our washer broke, but I just want to blame someone.

Yah our transmission went out. I didn't even know that a washer has a transmission. But for the last month or two when the washer got to the spin cycle it sounded like a 747 was taking off in our laundry room.

Our neighbor is an appliance fix it guy. He is awesome! Shout out to Jose! He was like the doctor that comes in and tells you, your washer has gone on to a better place.

Really I think our washer really just wanted to get away from Taite's divinely smelling sheets and his (Sing to the tune of Brittany Spears song "oops I did it again!") "oops, I did it again. I pooped in my pants. Better hide them from mom, cause she's gonna be mad!"

I don't think that this could have come at a better time. We just got back from camping on Saturday and brought every blanket we had in the house to make a soft bed for the boys and of course all our other clothes smell like smoke. Then yesterday while at my cousins Taite peed and pooped his pants not once but twice. And don't forget Taite wet the bed last night. So we have that lovely aroma along with smoky campfire, making my house smell oh so manly! Oh yah I forgot to say that we are leaving Wednesday afternoon for California. So I either pack dirty clothes or ... I send out good thought to manifest a nice front load washer of someone's grandma's that just died and they don't need it.

So if your grandma died or just have a spare washer you want to give away... call me 862-7560.