My kids are on a roll...

Ella and Lear are getting good at being naughty. Or at least at finding new and original ways to make my blood pressure rise. Last Thursday evening, two days after the spice incident, we thought they were just being rowdy in their room after bedtime (for which they both received hot bottoms), but they were actually reaching new heights of craziness. We thought that they were just jumping on their beds and having a blast doing everything they're not supposed to, but we didn't find out the real extent of their activities until Friday morning. That morning I got up early to see Cory off to work and to help him move the car seats from one car to the other. I opened the garage door, and there on the ground beneath their window was the window screen, a few stuffed animals and pillows, and some books. The window was closed, and Cory says that he didn't even know that they had the window open when he went in to lay down the law. Lear told me that he opened the window to look out (yes, the window was locked, but Lear knows how to open them), and that the screen had popped out when he leaned up against it. He swears that it was Ella's idea to throw everything out the window. That window is two stories above the concrete driveway - if either child had fallen out, if they were so lucky as to have survived, they would still have been in critical condition in the hospital. It took me a full five minutes to get the screen back into the window, because the fit is so tight, which means that Lear had to have been leaning HARD on it to make it pop out. I truly believe that God assigned an angel or two to keep them inside the house, because it's VERY lucky that neither of them fell. I'm glad that I didn't find out about it until morning, because I would've been up all night stewing about what might have happened. As it was, I was nearly in tears all morning between the time we found out about it and they woke up. I am so, so thankful that my beautiful and infuriating children are well and still with us. 

Lear quote of the week: "Mommy that door hit on me." 

Honorable mention: Bronson: "Lear, what country do we live in?" 

Lear: "West Jordan!"

Ella quote: "One, two, fee, five, se-en, eight!" Can you believe she's counting (sort of) already?