Today I canned pears by myself. A little intimidating, but turned out well and I have gained another notch in my belt as a homemaker:)
While I was earning my notch, Hans was up to his usual, unattended mischief. After I put Anya to bed I heard her fussing more than normal. I went up to investigate. I looked for Hans and could not find him anywhere. I opened Anya's door and there they both were, in Anya's bed!! Anya had a big bruise on her head. Who knows how that got there; Hans doesn't and Anya can't talk!
Later I went to check on Hans in his room and it smelled refreshingly eucalyptus-ly. Hmmm. Sure enough, He got the Vicks off the dresser and applied it to his belly, "to make my bones grow!" LOL!!! I laugh as I steer him done the hall to get cleaned up or disciplined, whichever is necessary. Sometimes I question the fairness of punishing him for things that entertain me so much!! It certainly makes it more difficult to keep a straight face while explaining obedience:)
