Will I Ever Learn?

What do you get when you mix 2 two year old boys, a loader dump truck tractor scraper mower digger bulldozer, and a bowl of rocks and corn (aka Kix)? Well, my friends, besides a huge, crunchy mess on my floor, you get 45 minutes of pure, unadulterated little boy fun. Surely I had better things to do than sit and watch my sons enjoy the simplest of pleasures, but I can't think of a one.

What happens when 2 two year old boys have played nicely for 45 minutes? Literally at minute 46 someone has to disturb the peace. Someone has to take the scraper from his brother and a short tussle will ensue. Then brother will decide that the scraper is last weeks news and get the dump truck, but it seems that someone will not let the little tiff go and amid shouts of "NO" from the mother, someone gives lil' ol' brother a big scraper to the back of the head. Someone (Zak) ends up in the corner for some serious "you need to think about what you did and why it was an inappropriate way to handle your emotions" time and brother (Nate) spent some time in the chair with mother (me) making sure that nothing was seriously damaged. Thankfully all was fine and Zak did his allotted time in the corner. Nate was all ready to hug and make up, but Zak apparently holds grudges and wouldn't hug his bro back. Let's just say that Zachary is becoming well acquainted with the corner, the wall, the time out chair lately and Nate spends a lot of time getting his wounds nursed by me.

.....And you wonder why I haven't blogged in over 2 months......