He loves to torment, especially his little sister.
Case in point, R. made a craft foam ornament at school. It was an adorable gingerbread girl. I removed it from her school folder and told her what a great job she had done on it.
Isn't it cute?
We have two Christmas Trees in our house. Our family tree, which is in the living room, and a small 4 foot tree we keep in our computer room that the kids call "Their Tree". R. wanted to place her ornament on "Their Tree" as soon as she finished her homework. I placed the little gingerbread girl on the dining room table where her brother, T., was also seated doing homework.
That is where I made my mistake.
As in grand T. fashion, the minute R. and I weren't looking, well, he went to work...and did this:
See what I'm up against?
A few weeks ago, I purchased some really cute glass sun catchers. The set of 4, hand-painted, Christmas themed tiles would be perfect for my backdoor window which is a frame of small panes.
I placed my tiles in the window and thought they looked completely charming. I especially like when the sun shines through them in the mornings; they really light up.
Just this morning, however, I noticed that the 4th tile was a little off. I looked at it quite puzzled; a frown creased my forehead.How could I not have noticed this before?!
My eyes grew larger. What was the artist, who created these tiles, thinking? I thought of my middle child and giggled. He would appreciate the humor, I thought to myself.
The artist MUST have a personality like my son, who else could give a Cardinal a set of balls like that?!
