I got up today to find Jeffery in front of the tv with a spoon in the big yogurt container. I told him to put that away as I walked downstairs to get clothes and a towel so I could shower. (I've been keeping all the clean clothes, towels, sheets, etc. downstairs since the lice episode.) Well, I saw that clothes needed to be rotated, washed, and folded and started on that.
While engaged in folding clothes, I heard the phone ring. I ran upstairs to get it only to find the door locked! Jeffery apparently didn't want to get caught again so he locked me downstairs. I think the only reason he opened the door was that he realized that the screaming and pounding would not stop until he did!
I missed the phone call. I hate to miss calls. Sometimes I even get out of the shower to answer the phone. I have no caller ID because I'm too cheap to pay for that service. When I did have it, I still answered every call. So I have no idea who called because they didn't leave a message on my answering machine.
My four year-old wants to do everything by himself because he knows how. Well, that what he thinks anyway. He even gets upset when we try to "help" him read scriptures! He says he wants to do it himself. I told him that we are not making things up when we read the scriptures. We are reading the words written on the page that the prophets wrote. That didn't deter him from trying.
