Wednesday, February 16, 2011

A Smashing Time

Noah had his friend Reid over this morning as part of the Wednesday morning playdate exchange Amanda has with a friend. Today was a little different than usual. Lately they have been playing a game where they climb into Noah's top bunk and then scream until Amanda gets them down. They're sort of like cats that way. Today they changed the game a bit. This time they climbed up there and then threw Noah's bobblehead dolls onto the floor. It looks like Super Grady is going to need knee surgery kind of like real life. Pronk isn't looking so good either, but he may be OK after a stint on the DL and only playing 4 or 5 games/week.

They then came downstairs and proceeded to dismantle Noah's new bowling set. Hopefully I can repair it. I have not done any serious triage because once I start I won't want to stop. It's not conducive to unwinding after class.

As the coup de grace, they used buckets to get all the water out of the sandbox. This would normally be a good thing, but they ended up soaked. It was not Amanda's best babysitting experience.

These are the kinds of things that 3 1/2 year-old boys do. Fortunately, they didn't go after anything really valuable. I might not find this all quite as amusing if they smashed a guitar, for example. I'm just glad that Noah has yet to get into fire. Those days are coming.