Tarzan the Monkey Boy

Here is how it all started...

I'm outside sitting on my wonderful screened in back porch and I look in thru our glass french doors and see Isaac swinging to and fro, like Tarzan, on my curtains.

"Isaac what do you think you're doing?" I said

"I being a monkey boy, and swinging," he said.

"Well you're not Tarzan the monkey boy so don't swing on my curtains. You're going to pull the rod out of the wall and then I will be very sad and probably cry," I said.

"Stop it mama. You're silly," he said as he gets off the curtains and goes about his business of annoying his little brother.


Here is how it ended...

The next day Barry and I have a Senior Banquet at church for all of our seniors. We got our wonderful sitter Katie to come over. And....

My cell phone vibrates.

"Hello," I answer.

"Nikki its Katie, and well I was changing Eli, getting him ready for bed, and..." she begins.

All sorts of things start racing thru my imaginative mind, like he fell, got sick, so on. So I say very calmly, "Okay."

"Well Isaac was swinging on the curtain at the back doors, and well they fell down....I'm sorry." She said.

I very calmly responded, "Oh my, okay, well sit him in time out and don't worry its no big deal."

She very softly said, "I'm sorry and okay."

And we got off the phone.

Well, we get home and saw the damage, not bad at all actually, and I even like it better with out the curtains. Any ways I asked Katie how everything went other than the curtain mishap and she said fine. She then went on to inform me that as soon as the curtain rod feel, that Isaac grabbed his face (just picture the Home Alone kid here) and said, "Oh NO mommy is going to be very sad and probably cry."

Hey at least he remembers what I had told him the day before. It's just to bad he didn't stay off of them. Oh well, I can't fret the small stuff right.