Sometimes I wonder.

Have you ever sat and wondered what goes through little people's minds? No, I'm not talking about little people that you look at in Walmart and wonder how they can drive because they are so short. I'm talking about the age bracket of little people. There were/are times Troll and I look at each other when our kids were/are toddling about doing different things and we'd say, I wonder what is going through their mind. Recently I've had a few of those incidents and I thought I'd share them. So if you're bored already... then stop reading.

Ambria has quickly followed in her brother's footsteps. Unfortunately it hasn't been the precise, analytical, do things the same way Austin or the mild mannered, slightly hyperactive, in love with a 4th grader Reagan. It's been her daring, not follow through with sane thought brother - Ethan! But that's OK. I wouldn't want all our kids to be the same way. He's been challenging to say the least. Thankfully she's not become quite what he was/is in the daring aspect but I can see the tendencies. Sometimes I quake thinking of what she'll try to do that she sees him do and since she's smaller in stature than he...could really hurt her. She's already jumped out of the top of the swing set to follow him as he is the love of her life. I am thankful to say she didn't see him last Saturday when he took his bike to the top of their slide. I turned around from the shrub I was trimming just in time to see him positioning it for his would-have-been wild ride down. He was none too happy I saw him and ended up kicking his bike off the back part of the slide! Anyway, that's not what I came on here to say. Evidently this Saturday with nothing to do (a first in ages) has left me slightly mental and I can't stop blabbering.

What little people have going through their minds is probably something we'll never understand. However, when you come home from an outing and you see black marks all over you're bedroom carpet in front of your dresser you wonder where your husband's mind was during you're departure. I noticed this one evening and didn't give it much thought other than wondering what Troll had been doing during this obvious spill of some type of oil. I put it out of my mind until one day, a couple weeks later, Ethan brought me a box of matches and told me there were candles in it. When I opened up the match box I figured out where those black marks on my carpet had come from. Evidently he figured he would light a host of matches and drop them on the carpet when they told his fingers they were hot. He then put them all back into the box. All I can say is thank the Lord that they didn't burn. Could you imagine trying to explain that to Bro. Zechman?!! I guess we could say we were going for the smudged look. As our bedroom is done in the politically incorrect Indian theme we could just say we were attempting for smoke signals and just got smudges!! I'm sure he'd be impressed.