Well, today was supposed to be a tutorial on my button art in my bathroom, but I've decided to save that one day this next week and talk about something much more important...My Children.
Warning: Extreme Naughtiness to followThe other night at Nolan's High School basketball games I was sitting behind our team's bench with Ruthie (the spot I was occupying is at the end of the bleachers right next to Nolan's office door, our boys' locker room, and a hallway that leads to the weight room), and Kane was standing a few feet away from me with the
basketball boys (they were waiting to run out on the court).
There was right around 1 minute left in the girls' game and it was tied up when all of a sudden everyone hears this horribly loud siren going off. At first I thought the scoreboard horn was stuck, but then the guy behind me yells "
fire!" and I realized it was a fire alarm.
Well, I immediately look over to the basketball boys to find Kane, only to find one of them holding Kane and all of them laughing
hysterically! With overwhelming dread I put 2 and 2 together and remember that there is a fire alarm just around the corner in the hall that leads back to the weight room. That's right!...my son pulled the
fire alarm!!! (remember the game is tied with about a minute left!)
They had to completely stop the game. They couldn't get the stupid thing turned off, so it went of for about 10 minutes! There was a policemen, all the administrators, Nolan, and some other men all trying to turn it off! I wanted to crawl under a rock and
DIE! And to make matters worse (yes it can get worse!) our girls lost! It was a
nightmare! Only Kane could possibly do something so
crazy!
This morning Kane had his first
Upward Basketball game. It was so fun! He did so good!

...my boys. Ready for the game! (Nolan is Kane's coach)

...This might be the
sweetest picture ever!

...Talkin' strategy.



However he did get into a little fist throwing match with another little boy, and then fist throwing turned into pushing, which led to falling to the ground and
wrestling! (in Kane's defense he was trying to play defense on the little boy so he kept following the boy all over the place and I guess the little boy had enough and that is when the punches started flying). The ref had to pull them apart and have a little talk with them.
No one was hurt (no tears or anything), and it was pretty funny really. We had a talk with him afterward and all is good now.
Now on to Ruthie:
Last night Nolan had a game really far away so I was home alone with the kiddos. I was trying to cook dinner, but Ruthie kept wanting me to hold her. The following is the only thing that would make her
happy:

...and
happy she was!


...a girl after my own heart going after the
mayo!

...the path of distruction.


...she's holding worcestershire sauce and feeling pretty proud of herself!
There you have it! All our naughtiness in a nutshell!