To be a fly on the wall...

I would love to be a fly on the wall so that I could watch Grant with other without them knowing. Not to be nosey or anything like that. Just last night I was in the kitchen. Danny and Grant were in the shower. I could hear Grant giggling and Danny laughing at him. This went on for a bit longer and then I hear "Hey! Don't pee on Daddy!"

Oh the stories!

Part of the fun of being a parent is listening to the stories others tell about their times with my child. For instance, Danny's Poppa claims that Grant has more arms than an octopus. "You get one hand out of something and he's already got three more in something else." After this morning, I have to agree with him!

Then there's mom's stories. They are always so funny. Here is her latest: The PHANTOM BUTTON PUSHER - KNOB TWISTER STRIKES again!! Went to bed for a good night's rest after chasing a VERY busy little boy all day (but loving every minute of it). If only we weren't suddenly awakened by a VERY loud radio DJ a while later. Have no idea what the real time was as he had changed the time on the c...lock radio plus the alarm time AND set the alarm. You gotta love those grandkids!! That was the icing on the cake for the day. Let's see - if I said 'leave that alone', the that was the cue to give me the 'I'll show you' look and proceed right on, trying to get under the bed and dare me to get him out (which I did), then trying to shave his leg with a razor he found in the trash - talk about pushing a panic button when I caught him. So the rude awakening from a restful slumber was the frosting! Shelley - be sure to blog this in your krazys.

Blessings to my soul!