After stories about writing on the walls, destroying furniture, and treating his brother like a punching bag, every now and then God shines upon my house and we have days like today.
Rakes obeyed everything his Mom said; no drinks in the living room, shared his toys with Trot, and said "please" and "thank you" when it was appropriate.
I'm ignoring the fact the two of them destroyed the Lego set in Ciera's math teachers room during parent/teacher conference today and Ang found Rakes on all 4's with Trot on his back getting ready to pull the fire alarm at school. Who among us hasn't done the same?
Nobody got killed, the police weren't called, and the emergency room went another night without a visit from one of my kids; all in all I'd call that a success.
I've gotta give an early Happy Birthday to my Big Sister Tex who is winging her way to New England tomorrow for a weekend at the Cape. Have a great time, sis.
And call me if you need bail money.
Wish I could be there to celebrate with you.
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