Grams and Opa came over today to help Angie with the boys. For Peter's third day of swim class, it was Grams, Opa, Peter and David. I can only imagine how David reacted to not being able to get in the pool with his brother. Man, I am so glad I was at work for that one.
I came back from work and took the boys to the playground, where Peter and I met a real jackhole. His daughter had obviously learned her manners from jerko-dad. Peter tried talking to them and he was being so nice, but they completely ignored him and did not answer his questions. I told Peter to ignore them and explained what the A in antisocial stood for.
As I put the boys to bed, Peter asked why it is ok to be naked in the bathtub, but not in a swimming pool. Jesus! What's next - why do you park on a driveway, but drive on a parkway? I tried to explain, but I'll be damned if his questions aren't getting harder. I hope there is not a quiz when he turns 18 because I will be screwed.
Peter fell asleep easily, but David was somehow restless and really fighting the whole bedtime routine. It was getting pretty late, so I finally had to resort to threats. If you don't lay down right now, I'm going to go and get the bucket!
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1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I went to the playground and when we come back up and my mommy was feeling better.
David: When I play aminals.
2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I couldn't see you today because you was by work.
David: When Gizma scratch me.
3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To go with you to play a game outside on the playground.
David: When I play pirates.
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