It’s 12:30 am and Todd and I are lying in bed watching FRIENDS. When I’m about to fall asleep is often when my best thinking happens. I plan things in my head for the following day, or remember things that needed to be done today.
As Todd lazily rolled over, I remind him that once again, the boys completely pulled the radiator off the wall in the playroom. When I asked them why they did it, they blamed it on Mickey. Yes, the stuffed Disney character.. This is not the first time they have done this either, and it’s not like I’m far away from them. Within the 2 minutes it takes me to put the laundry from the washer into the dryer, they have moved three chairs and lifted a radiator off a wall. Who thinks of this? Why do they think that is even a fun activity?
As the boys are asleep, snuggled in their beds, and Taylor is awake (again) playing with ponies in her bed, Todd is making sure that I reattached the radiator safely.
Tomorrow is another day for demolition.
