UNREAL!!!

Alright, after all that has been going on over here, the drama never ends. As we say at work, it's never a dull moment at my house. Ever. But with this many kids, what do you expect?

Me? I expect my children to behave and obey. Apparently, they don't always feel the same.

B-Bug. An adorable child. Growing a bit big in the britches... Her older sister told her not to. She didn't ask. Her excuse.....well I drove the van, I thought I could drive the truck.

Did you? Really? Shall we list the no-no's? You didn't ask. You were told no by your older sister (and you are to do what your older sister says). And by the way...what makes you think the truck is anything like the van? Besides, you drove the van in the two acre yard! Where there were no hindering obstacles...like the garage door!

I kid you not. The girl is blonde. And she thought she had it in reverse. (r...for right straight ahead?) Can't you see it? Here is this small pre-teen sitting in the truck. Hands on the steering wheel. Thinking she's big stuff. Gonna show her big sister she's big stuff. Head turned back while she hits the gas......smash.

BTW, her response....I thought I had the brake. Yeah...we all use that excuse.

Needless to say, she's in the doghouse for a long time.

Next week, to keep things lively. I'm sitting on the couch paying bills when I hear....'our boy just drove the truck into the garage'. I look up. Kidding right?

Nope. Here comes his tiny body running quickly down the sidewalk and threw the front door. "I did it! I crashed truck. It was me, Bubby." He was visibily upset and crying. I was ready to spank. What in the world.....

Apparently, even though he was supposed to be playing with his sister, he had crawled through the truck door. (mind you, he scales the front of the fridge without a chair regularly)

In threw the window. He was praticing driving. He managed to get the truck out of gear in which it rolled into ......

the 'other' garage door.

I go into the house to get the camera laughing. Unreal. Not happening.