Because Memorible Things Aren't Supposed To Happen Right Now

This is just how life goes.  We haven't seen a deer in our yard for months and months, but sure shootin' as soon as I turn my camera in for repairs, boat loads of them show up! HA!

Yesterday a few deer showed up further down the driveway.  I called the kids to come look as soon as I saw the deer.  After I gathered the kids and went back to look myself, I saw Toothless was sitting right in the middle of them all.  What was too hillarious is that he bolted after a while and scared off the deer!

Please enjoy the lovely cropped cell phone quality photo.  Seriously.  Sorry.  It's the best I can do under the circumstances.

This morning the kids yelled "Mom, the deer are back!"  They were way closer this time.  We hadn't let Toothless out of the shed, so he didn't get to have any fun. 

We only saw two deer at first, but after a couple minutes a third deer came walking out from behind that clump of trees.

A couple weeks ago, the kids were playing with those sticky slap hands.  You know the ones . . .

Yes, those are the ones.

Anyway, sticky slap hands have left numerous hand prints on my ceilings.  Fortunately for the kid's sake, we are going to painting the ceilings soon!  The kids were told not to stick anything to the ceiling for future reference.

Yesterday, the girls were quietly doing schoolwork and Isaiah was no where to be found.  I walked into the livingroom to find Isaiah's favorite pet shark attached to the ceiling!  He must have bolted once the shark got stuck.  It was actually very humorous at the time, and it still makes me laugh when I think about it.  (I'm living on very little sleep, so you'll have to bear with me.)  The first thought that came to mind was that even this ferocious shark couldn't handle the stress and chaos around here and hung himself from the ceiling! HA! 

It was funny at the time.  You'll just have to trust me.  Yesterday was actually a pretty calm day.  The girls finished school by 2:00 which is a record lately.  {SIGH}  Don't know if it will last, but I'll enjoy it one day at a time if it does.

Well, life is calling.  It's 12:06, and I'm sure the children are almost turned into dust as lunch is supposed to be at noon on their time clock, and I'm running late!