Angie and Bunny

Ever since I put it up, Kyle has been complaining about the "picture of the girl in my bathroom", and asking me to take it down. I never did because I kind of like the picture of the girl, even if it is in his bathroom. After all, it's color coordinated with the shower curtain and hand towels and it's the guest bathroom.

I guess he finally had quite enough of looking at that "girly thing" every time he brushed his teeth and so decided to take matters into his own hands, because today I found this in it's place:

A couple days ago two policemen showed up at my door because Kyle called 911 five times. He had no idea it was an emergency number and because he had heard the number mentioned a few times he decided to check out what would happen when he dialed it.

The deputies were not happy and when I explained that Kyle is only 5 they suggested I send Kyle to his room for a while. Poor Kyle was terrified and kept asking if I had to go to jail or pay a big fine. He must have said he was sorry about 20 times. I didn't send him to his room because he didn't know, but he sure does now.

Today when Kyle and I were leaving the gym and walking to the truck...

Kyle: Mom, I really, really need to pee!

Me: Can you wait till we get home?

Kyle: No I can't. Can I just go on one of those trees?

Me: No, because there's no privacy and people will see you.

Kyle: Can't I just go on the tree and pretend I'm a sprinkler?