Poo in a box

I am sorry I do not have a picture for this story, and I hope none of you will think I am totally yucky, but this is a great story that made me laugh HARD and now every time I think of it I laugh again. A couple of days ago we went to see Jeff at work (out in the middle of nowhere, with no bathroom). Well anyway, Lincoln came over to me and he had to go potty, number 2, if ya know what I mean. I tried to explain to him that there was no bathroom and that he needed to try to hold it for a minute till we could go. He started to dance and said he needed to go now! I turned to Jeff and asked him what we could do in this situation and he looked around the job sight and focused in on an empty cultured stone box, it is about as tall as Lincoln and pretty wide and inside of that was an empty cement bag. He said"put him in the box and have him poop in the bag" So I informed Lincoln of the plan and picked him up to try to load him up into his new "bathroom". I guess he did not like the idea because he held on screaming, trying to fight his way back out of the box. I looked at Jeff, who had started digging a hole in a nearby pile of dirt, and he said "poop in this hole Lincoln". Lincoln said "no" and then poooped in his pants. Not good! Here is the best part...Jeff was less than impressed and he started to scold Lincoln by shouting, in all seriousness..."LINCOLN, IF I TELL YOU TO GET IN THE BOX AND POOP IN THE BAG, THEN GET IN THE BOX AND POOP IN THE BAG!!". I tried hard not to bust up, but for obvious reasons, my laughter came out and all I could say was" Honestly, did you just say that?"
It was so funny and now everyone in the house will randomly say"If I tell you to get in the box and poop in the bag, than get in the box and poop in the bag". We are very easily amused in this house!

Well isn't that nice.

Today was the "Daddy Daughter" date, and since I am now an activity day leader I was able to be there with this dazzling duo. We had a picnic theme, if you can tell from the picture though it was an inside picnic, when it is 45 degrees outside and 50 mph wind it makes picnicing not so nice outside. They all still had fun though, there was food, potato sack races, 3 legged races, dad's painting the girls fingernails, and some girls painting the dads fingernails, and painting t-shirts. Rock on. I remember the daddy dates back from when I was small, so I hope this memory will last as long for these 2.

Oh what a day!!! Lincoln turns 3 years old. WHAT?? He was so cute, he got to wake up and open his presents in his spider man jammies. We got him a few things that he liked, but what he really wanted was a motorcycle. From the time he could talk he has told us he wanted one. We told him that he would have to learn to ride a bike without training wheels first(knowing that by the time he could do that he would have forgotten about that promise)but when he took off on his bike a couple weeks ago he quickly reminded us that now he could have a motorcycle. Needless to say, he did not get one for his birthday. I had asked him if he had a good birthday and if he liked all of his presents, and he looked at me with puppy dog eyes and said"Mom you know all I wanted was a motorcycle." Well alrighty then, talk about breaking my heart!

Ya know you are getting old when a bird flies into a tree and it keeps your attention for 20 minutes. But honestly this bird looks like he belongs in the jungle. He was in the tree in my front yard in the freezing summer weather here, and he had such a good time. We loved him, but he flew away darnit. Seriously, does anyone know what it is?

And last of all my dad was here this week and it was very good to see him again, now I have got to hear the kids ask all day, "Where do you think Grandpa is right now?" They sure liked him.