Splash!

Last night I was washing Zoey's hair in the bathtub. I was sitting on the edge of the tub, turned toward her with my hands in her hair under the faucet when Max comes barreling in and wooosh... pushes me into the tub! Everyone, but me of course, thought this was hilarious. Ross was cracking up as he reached his hand down to help me. Thanks Family! All ready picking on the mom!

Another Max funny. We had a long board set up between and crate and bucket turned upside down to form a bridge outside. The kids walked along it like a balance beam, or sometimes jumped along it. We called it the "letter bridge". Well, yesterday, Zoey jumped too high and it cracked in the middle! Oh, everyone lost it. Zoey was crying because she felt bad. I kept telling her it was an accident, and no big deal as I cleaned up the pieces and put them away. Max was standing on the bucket crying, too, but he was upset because he couldn't get across to the other side without the bridge! (There was just grass, not like river or anything, but to him, the bridge was gone). So he was crying and asking, "How can we get across?" I quickly put some little chairs in between so they go from one to the other (hey, all about working with what you have on hand, right?) and Max exclaims, "what a good idea, mommy!" Thanks, Max, it does happen from time to time.