For nearly a week, I couldn't figure out why Joe kept turning on a certain light before he left for work. When I finally asked him about it, he said it wasn't him.
Hmmm...
This also explains why the light would turn on throughout the day, even though I kept turning it off. I was relieved to find out I'm not an insane person, just a slow mom.
And it's not just the light. Doors now open and shut on their own, often followed by the bewildered cry of a trapped child. Keys disappear and turn up under couches or in toy baskets. Voices call out to me from my phone, "Katie, KATIE! DID YOU MEAN TO CALL ME?"
And my personal favorite: DVDs randomly play at incredibly obnoxious volume levels throughout the day. There have been numerous occasions that I've banged my knee into the table to grab my child and am about to push the second "1" in 9-1-1 before I realized it's just Mr. Darcy coming through my speakers and not someone breaking in.
Unless it's someone who is breaking into my house just to declare that he loves me and he is vexed. And that my family is in total want of propriety.
One thing is for certain: life will never be the same. We are a family of three.
I'm shamelessly stealing this photo from my sister-in-law's Picasa album. Thanks, Jen!
7 comments:
I'm pretty sure you're allowed to steal picture when they are of your own child.
What a mischievious look miss Maddy has! Just an FYI - if someone ever told me that they loved me and were vexed about it (even if it were Mr. Darcy), I would go ahead and call 911...for his sake, he'd need them. ;)
Steal all you want! I posted the same picture on my blog. :)
I'm dealing with the same things over here! Isn't it fun?!
So funny! I was so happy to click your link and find a new post :-) The first time I realized we were a family of three (which unfortunately for me was the same moment I realized I was the only girl in the house) was when I kept finding Brennan's underwear in various places in his room. Up high (Top bunk). Down low (floor of the closet). Everywhere. What's this? Where is it coming from? I then realized it wasn't a practical joke...it was Brennan taking off his underwear, followed by him flipping it off his foot in an attempt to catch it in mid-air. A few days later, Zach did the same thing with his running shorts. Boys.
And so it begins... :).
I too make an exception to home invaders who confess that they "ardently admire and love" me. Well... I will if ever one finds me!
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