These four light sabers started the chain reaction. The kids got a little out of hand and way hyper. The light sabers are now on the top rack in our closet.
Following the light saber incident, the kids were especially obnoxious with the "turbo" bug vacuum. Rather than suck up bugs and study them, they see how big of a toy they can suck up or how long they can hold the trigger to make the vacuum sound. It's innocent really...and the kids were having fun. But it was "one of those days" and it started to get out of hand. Then they started fighting over it so the fun was put to an end. The turbo bug vacuum is now in mom and dad's possession.
And because of the confiscation of the gun, James went into one of his usual (although less often) body convulsions. A sound and reaction worse than fingernails on a chalkboard. So James ran upstairs and into his room. His room, however, is shared with Mark. And Mark wanted to play with his Legos. 
James was sitting in his room and Mark was at the end of the hallway. James wanted to be alone and Mark wanted to play with his Legos (and honestly, I think a part of Mark wanted to torment his younger brother just a little more). So Mark raced down the hall towards the door and James raced towards the door to shut it. Mark got in the room before James could shut the door. A wrestling match ensued (enter the picture of the bed post below)...
And James got the short end of the stick. He got twirled around and hit the bed post at just the right angle. It was a deep gouge. Fortunately (or not) we saw a similar gouge when Peter fell of the kitchen table a couple years ago and opened up the back of his head. That incident prepared me to deal with this one a little more calmly. A butterfly bandage and regular bandage and we were good to go. It will probably leave a scar. But James is used to that. He has a defining scar on his top lip. It sets him apart. :)
With all of the excitement, Peter went to bed...at 5:30. 5:30 people! I think we have a house full of people who are a little over-tired and I'm hoping that a good night's rest will resolve our discombobulation.
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I'm exhausted! And all I did was read. I had a problem with Grandpa today also but I tucked him in his rocker and he calmed down:-) So glad the kids are still acting like kids. Can't wait to see them again. And by the way, is "discombobulation" a word? Even if it isn't, I think I know what it means. I go there alot.
Oh, the joys of parenthood. I know that at this point in time you can not appreciate this statement, but "enjoy them while they are there", they will be gone before you know it.
I can really appreciate what your day must have been like, though. We had more that a few of those day when Karen was a child at home.
I am sorry that James has added to his scares, but that is life for some boys.
Love to all.
Only the Lord fully understands how good you are and what you are doing with his children. He his pleased with you. I know I am. Thanks for these great grandchildren. You are both special parents.
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