.. for fallen for his lines..you know he learned it all from his father?..Well, I must say, I fell for it too and still fall for them everyday.(rightly so)
Well, should this attempt to keep everyone abroad informed on us stinsons' still be intact (aka...the blog) then at least I can say you had fair warning when he bats those eyelashes at you.
Don't get me wrong. I've tried and tried.
So many times our words have gone unheaded, unnoticed, unwanted,...and well lets just say it..flat out ignored.
For instance, just look at our laundry lessons. Now, now, don't get me wrong...I will always encourage hunter to think outside the box, ......break the box, .....tweak the box, ....and even question if it really is a just a box. But what does he do...
he turns the "laundry" box ....into a bed.....
Mmm Hmmm...are ya comfy in there?! The goal here was to fold laundry....I promised him "the box" (laundry basket) will get plenty of use later!
So then being the maniacally inclined mother that I am, we move on...I don't give up...we move on to gardening.
I love gardening. (when there is time..) Each year I do a little bit more with the time that I have. My favorites that have bloomed now 2 years in a row.....my hydrangeas... Now don't be crazy..... He is not going near my hydrangeas. the Magnolias, yes....MY hydrangeas.....Hhummph..Remember honey, your the sucker...not me
So he starts out like a champ. Watering all of the trees so intently. (They are learning about plants at school so he is excitedly telling me about the leaves, stems, and dirt.....I have no idea where the boy gets his excitement from...)
I ask him to run and shut off the water....this was my mistake. I needed to say.. DO NOT JUMP, STOMP, HIT, SWING, SPIT, SCOOP UP, PAT, RUN AND DIVE, OR MAKE MUD PIES, with the water...
I'm learning.
So then lets try grocery shopping...well just look at the ride to go get groceries...
Does he even remotely look interested at what we are going to purchase this week on our nicely organized grocery list......nooopes...what he IS interested in is the baby donuts ( he calls them baby donuts...they're donut holes) that are occasionally waiting for him at the beginning of the shopping trip.
He acts soooooooo innocent...
Now there are those good days when he is not trying to nose dive off the kitchen table and is ADORABLE. (temporarily...hee hee)
Like in the afternoon he wanted to watch his cartoon with his toys...
then there is his cuteness when he is just horsing around...maybe i should say sheeping around..
or when he is sleepy and startes to snuggle up...
but what will really get you is when you think you can't get any madder...guess what.....
you really can't because then he brings out the big guns and comes to see you like this..
Well, I've warned you, gave you examples, told you how he kills ya with cuteness... everything except give you videotape....(that, I'm sure, is forthcoming) and still here you are....
Well good luck to you.....Your gonna need it....
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