An Uninvited Guest

One of Blake's favorite new things to do is tell me something is an emergency. For example a conversation might go like this.


Blake: "Mom?"

Me: "Yes, Blake?"

Blake: (excitedly) "You better come in the kitchen right now, it's an emergency!"

(I drop everything and rush into the kitchen)

Me: (frantically) "What is it?"

Blake: "I need some juice."


So the other day, I am changing Carter's diaper in the living room and Blake comes running in saying..."Mom, it's an emergency!!". Thinking about the boy who cried wolf, I casually respond with a sigh, "What is it Blake?", and he says "There's a bird in our house!" This gets my attention so I go into the dining room to fnd this. Yes son, Mommy does consider this an emergency. Luckily Daddy was home to save the day.