Day Late and a Dollar Short...

okay, make that one penny short! during a very dramatic nap taking session last week, bentley had cried wolf one too many times, so i'm in the office trying to keep bridon happy and discussing a payroll issue with an employee on the phone- or was it lisa? (i can't remember), when i hear all sorts of craziness going on in the house. bentley is yelling 'my money, my money'...i go in (still on the phone) for him to inform me that he has swallowed his 'monies', actually just one...a penny. while i'm trying to wrap up the conversation, i am trying to get some information out of him...like are you choking? can you feel it in your throat...or your lungs?!!! how does a 2 1/2 yr. old know? oh well, guess we'll never know...it's now 2 weeks, later and hopefully it came thru, if you know what i mean!

bridon started rolling over last week and we only had one, really bad day! yeah! he has now had THREE dirty diapers since we went to the dr, and so tonite, we are on our second attempt to let him cry himself to sleep and be done with all this late nite business! on friday i tried it...ben went and got his shooting earplugs from his stash downstairs and settled in, but by 1:17 i couldn't take it anymore and went and got him. only to be awakened at 2, 3, 4, and 7 by someone else throwing up sushi rolls and processed asian food. good grief!

in other news, mom came into boise on thursday for meetings, so me and the boys went and picked her up at her hotel. i decided i'd try kiddie kandids for bridon...ok, i guess. i still think they all look the same, are over-rated, and over-priced for sure. i wore retarded shoes that nite so my feet were killing me inbetween finding bentley some sunday pants and helping mom find a sweater for bridon..no luck! bentley had a grand time with his grandma monster and i VERY much appreciated the help! so glad you could come mom! i bought two poses...if you look really close in one, you can see a bandaid on bridon's finger...yep, i smashed it for him. mother of the year...and another award for not taking it off for his picture until i noticed.

ben has been baling late a few nites this past week. we are trying to get through 4th cutting....and our teff is all thrashed. yeah!! sigh of relief! here's a picture of bentley and i right after they finished swathing it.
he has been going with his daddy almost everyday...i bring them a lunch around 1 and then he comes back to help me or take a nap in the afternoon. now, if bridon would cooperate, i would have my mornings set, right?! one nite, while ben was gone i gave bentley a bath and starting smelling some serious plastic melting (rose nose)...it was one of the light fixtures in the bathroom. now bentley is freaked out about it and wants to only use "daddy's bathroom". does anyone else's child have these weird, phobias? ok, why do i ask...i thought there were bears in MY dad's bathroom until i was like 5 years old!!! :)