If You Hear the Phone Not Ringing (Part II)

If you're trying to reach us by telephone, don't bother. Sugar threw the phone into the toilet. I would have taken a picture, but I thought it might dry out better if I got it out of the toilet right away. If it's ruined for good, I promise to stage a reenactment.

I think Sugar has dedicated his life to providing material for this blog and I just never noticed because I'm usually at work. In addition to throwing the phone into the toilet (he actually had to "paw it in" according to Jared, who apparently didn't feel it appropriate to stop Sugar in the act), these were his activities for today:

1) Knocked over the garbage can three times. He didn't remove any garbage, mind you. He just toppled it all neat and tidy like. I guess he understood that I had just organized the kitchen.

2) Weighed himself (he must be bulking up in hopes of outweighing the garbage can)



3) Imitated an Ozarka water bottle. I think he's planning on making his escape in one of the kids' lunch packs. I just hope they don't judge him too harshly on the standardized tests.






Here's my boy's brain, just to update the well wishers! Isn't skin just the most amazing stuff? Sure there's that scab looking thing, but there are also places where you can barely tell his skull was showing. As for Cassie, she's still not fever free but seems a little less miserable. Thanks so much for thinking of them!