Mack Attack

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Messy Mack
Messy Mack

Ok, Mack is a mess—in more ways than one!  He loves to climb. He climbs on Josh’s office desk regularly.  He gets popped for it, but continues to do it day after day.  I was just putting up dishes and loading my dishwasher while the girls and Mack were in the playroom.  I was also on the phone for a bit with our repair man who is coming to fix our washing machine….anyway, I get off the phone and ask Ruby if Mack is in the playroom.  She says, “No, he is in the office.  You gotta come see this.”  Sure enough, he is sitting on the office desk, with a pencil….oh no…he drew all over our screen of the computer with a pencil.  (Breathe, Kristy, don’t go crazy over this.  Your kids are watching you.)  I get him off the desk and THANKFULLY the pencil wiped off with no damage.  What am I going to do with this boy????!!!!

While I am on here, let me go ahead and tell the story about Molly.  Here is how the conversation went:

Molly-Daddy, are you going to work?

Josh-Yes, Molly, I am going to work.

Molly- You aren’t wearing a work shirt….it doesn’t have stripes.

(Evidentally, Josh wears mostly striped golf shirts to work.)

She and I were reading a book and one of the pictures showed a boy getting dressed, and he had a belt on.  Molly said that he must be a daddy because he had a belt. I don’t wear belts and neither do my girls.  Josh is the only one who does.  She is quite observant.  When we met Josh for lunch today she immediately said, “You have on a work shirt today, Daddy.”  It was striped.  

And one on Ruby….She is not a great eater.  She didn’t eat much supper tonight (roast, potato, carrots, onion, apple).  After a few hours she hollers, “I AM STILL HUNGRY.”  We let her know that she doesn’t get any food, and she needs to learn to eat her dinner so that she won’t be hungry.  Her night time prayer was, “Dear God, Thank you for this wonderful day.  Thank you for the food I ate at breakfast and lunch.  Please help me learn to eat dinner. Amen.”  

Cute kids.


Well, the election is over…we won’t even talk about the results…BUT, I did want to share about my voting experience this year.  When I voted for Bush in 04, Ruby was with me and was only seven months or so and did great in the long line.  This year, just four short years later, I am in line with THREE kids.  Fortunately, we vote at our neighborhood clubhouse and the kids played on the playground for a bit while I stood in line.  Well, after about thirty minutes of waiting, I realize, “OH NO, I don’t have my wallet.”  I knew I brought it with me, but it was not with me now.  UGH.  The sweet ladies around me said, “Run and check in your car.  We’ll hold your place with your kids.”  I ran (literally) to my car.  No wallet.  I ran (literally) back to the line wondering what I could do.  I live super close to the clubhouse, so I ran (literally) all the way home while my kids stood in line with perfect strangers who were nice.  No wallet.  I ran (literally) all the way back to my car and searched everywhere and found the wallet under Mack’s seat.  I ran (literally) all the way back to the line just in time to fill out the form before you get in the other line to get ready to vote.  The girls did ok…they were laying on the floor in the room where I was going to vote because they were so tired of being there.  The great thing is that I wasn’t discouraged from voting…what a great privilege.  I am trying not to be a sore loser, but oh my I get a bit perturbed if I think about the results too long.  I most definitely trust the Lord and am sure that He is not surprised by the results, but I am still disappointed.  The good that did come out of it is that my children (if they remember any of this) will know that it is important to vote, even if you have to run a mile before-hand.