I am in Atlanta visiting my sister this week. I am here with my oldest child (Meredith - 4 years) and my youngest child (Thomas - 9 months). I left my middle child (David - 2.5 years) home with Peter. I have really been enjoying spending time with my sister and my 2 beautiful nieces (Ayden and Addisson). Addisson is doing much better and has been having a lot of fun playing with Thomas. She still has the visiting nurse come everyday to change her bandages and will continue to until the burns are completely healed. Meredith and Ayden have been having a GREAT time and playing non-stop. Meredith went to bed last night saying she wishes Ayden was her neighbor and her cousin. We leave tomorrow for Florida for a family vacation. Peter and David will be meeting up with us at the airport. I have had dreams of seeing Davey for the last 2 nights. I do miss that little guy! He has been having a great time with his cousins and Auntie and, his Daddy has been loving spending one on one time with him. This is the very first time that I have ever been without one of my children even for one night. I will write more later of our meeting at the airport. So long for now.

Four Year Old Logic

I was rushing to get my oldest off to pre-school today, as every Tuesday and Thursday. I got all 3 in the car. Merry, my oldest, now has a booster seat which makes it very easy for her to escape. Well, like every morning after finally getting them all dressed, fed, etc, and into the car, I had to go back into the house for things. Like my ATM, lunch for pre-school, milk for the kids, etc. It was a 40 degreee day and so I had the car running. As I was in the house getting the last minute things I noticed Meredith approaching the front seat!!! I stopped everything and started running!!

"MEREDITH DREW!!"

I made it very clear she was not to ever get in the drivers side of a car or out of her booster seat.

I asked her, "Why, Meredith, did you do that? What were you planning to do?"

She responds, "WELL Mommy, that is what happens when you leave a kid in a car all alone!"

I told her that it was her decision and asked her why she made it.

She responded, "Nope, wasn't me"

I asked, "then who was it?"

She said, "My brain," "You know Mommy, my brain tells me bad things sometimes, that's just what happens to kids."

I just said, "OK, Thanks, I will keep that in mind."