Flood Gates

Our last day at the Haynie home was very eventful. Someone obviously didn't knock on wood because we ended up in the doctor's office in the early morning hours on Monday (which definitely beats the ER, but still was not perfect). Addie has fifths disease (which we had already guessed) which is luckily not contagious at this stage of the game, but did land her in bed with a full body (and awfully nasty-looking) rash. She got a Hannah Montana sticker, watched Witches of Waverly Place the movie at least 3 times, got a lollipop and stayed home from school--so please don't buy the sad look in the picture above, I think she made off like a bandit!

One funny Addie story. She drew a picture of the birthday cake she wants her Mom to create for her. She showed me and said, "Yeah Sister Wigginton, it's so simple I bet even you could do it." Thanks Addie-girl!

This little kid also got a sticker at the doctor's office, but that definitely didn't change his surly mood. You see, the Haynie children wake up at 5:30 am, and then proceed to wake up the rest of the house. Over the last week Talmage has lost 2+ sleep hours in the morning, plus he hasn't really napped because of pick-ups, drop-offs, practices, etc. He was an angel until the very last day...and then he turned into a total monster (not that I blame him, I'm just sharing the facts!)

Talmage screamed and cried over everything. The word tantrum doesn't even describe what this kid was doing. It kind of brought back memories, horrible memories, of the first five months of his life when he screamed 24/7. I really hope you don't understand the kind of screaming I am talking about. But if you do, bless your heart and I understand. Anyway, that was Mr. T all day long.

When he wasn't getting into mischief of course.

On second thought, maybe Talmage was so grumpy because his Mom forgot to pack enough clothes for him and he had to wear one of AJ's oversized T-shirts with no bottoms and tennis shoes. And sometimes the shirt got stuck in his diaper and he walked around like that for hours because Mom was too busy with a million other things that she didn't help a brother out. Just a thought.

And just in case you are wondering, the trash can had to be put on top of the counter so T wouldn't eat everything inside. I promise I fed the little rodent lots of delicious food...but maybe that's a testament to my cooking!

And the sugar had to be put on top of the fridge. AJ eats it by the cup fulls, which is better than eating garbage, but still not ideal.

FHE unfortunately was full of tears--mostly from the two little boys. If you so much as looked in their direction they would fall apart. Before the flood gates opened, AJ answered the question "What would you do if you were Jesus" by saying, "I'd be a car." When we tried to ask him what he meant by that, he taught us all about Lightning McQueen. Obviously.

After seeing child after child shed tears, my biggest kid decided it was his turn to shed some tears.

This picture reminded me of a story. A few weeks ago I was in an international foods store looking for Russian food for Jimmy. The lady at the register loved T. She gave him candy, she played with him, she talked to him. Finally she looked at me and said, "Your baby looks just like your husband." I thought she must be confused, knowing that Jim had never been in this store so I asked her why she thought that. "It's very simple," she said. "He looks nothing like you." Now that is some deductive reasoning. But just FYI, I'm still claiming him!