Ethan confessed to me the other day that he snooped. He told me where he looked and that he looked at receipts. He told me he saw a bag in my closet (which was hidden under a pile of sweaters) but he said he didn't see it (Only because I said, you snoop you don't get it). But I heard him tell his dad he was getting a camera.
And on a receipt he saw "Lego set" (which was a huge set for Christmas, so I had to go to the store and buy him a small Lego set for his birthday so I wouldn't mess up his Christmas.) So he thinks he is getting a big Lego set for his birthday but now he's only getting a tiny one! Serves him right! The little punk!!
I also have a child that wanted a bandaid so bad that he went around the house banging his foot and arm on things so he could "bleed". (I wouldn't let him have a bandaid when his brother got a cut, saying "bandaids are only for when you are bleeding") I know I am a terrible mother, and should have let him have the dang bandaid, but it was really funny. 
And finaly, I put something on Emery's wall. I still need to get the chair rail to finish it, but at least I put up the vinyl. Thanks to wonderful Sam!















