Mommy, I'm....

Hey!  Old friends!  I'm still here!

This is unofficially the longest I've ever gone without blogging.  We moved two weeks ago and just got internet again yesterday.  Sure, I do have a fancy schmancy phone from which I can blog, but who wants to type on that thing if they don't have to?  (We switched to Virgin Mobile - hello $45/month for unlimited data, texting, and 1200 minutes).

I want to jump back on the blogging train, and I think I have lots to say, so for today I'll leave you with a funny story about Troy Aikman...also known as Levi around these parts.

(Isn't he cute?!)

A few nights ago he disobeyed me when I asked him several times to come upstairs from the basement (he loves our new house, by the way).  Following the 1, 2, 3 count off, he had a two minute time out, which he very obediently sat and served.  When the timeout was over I reminded him what had caused the time out and I asked for an apology.  He said, "No."

I told him when he said, "Mommy, I'm sorry," then he could get up.

Forty five minutes and a temper tantrum later, there was still no "I'm sorry."

And unfortunately, we were out of time.  I had to run to piano lessons, Herb had some errands to run.  We put Levi in the car, but told him there would be no going to the "Tih-tar" store (guitar, for those of you who don't speak Levi).  He was kind of upset about that.

So I said, "Levi, to you want to go to the guitar store?"
Levi: "Yes!"
Me: "Then you have to say, "Mommy, I'm sorry." Can you say that?"
Levi: "Yes!"
Levi: "Mommy, I'"

?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!  Herb and I both almost lost it.  One of us to laughter, one of us to rage, but I won't say who was who.

We drove in more silence and finally about a minute before I had to get out of the car, a tiny voice piped up,

"Mommy, I'm sorry."

And thus ended the one hour discipline match.  I'm not even sure who won that one.

(Lauren, this is totally a story I forgot to tell you the other night! )


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