Chippy

I keep planning on posting to this blog, but I can’t nail a topic so I give up.  I think a lot of it has to do with the many thoughts swirling around in this head of mine.  Thoughts of graduating, possible jobs, baby coming in May, the uncertainty of where we will end up in the near future.  There are PLENTY of things to keep my mind occupied these days.  But, instead of filling you all in on those things, let me leave you with a conversation that just happened between my sons and I.

I went back to the boy’s room after being summoned by Gage.  He informed me that Shea was keeping him awake and getting off of the bed.  Shea quickly butted in and said, “But, Gage was looking down at me.” Gage sleeps on the top bunk.  I asked Gage why he was sticking his head over looking at his brother and he explained to me that Shea had gotten off of the bed to get a “peanut” for his chipmunks, along with 2 plastic play knives.  He was using the knives to cut the peanut up for the “chippies” to eat.  I quickly told Shea that he was not to feed the chippies any more tonight, and he said, “But, they need to be feeded, Mommy.  They’ll be hungry.”  At that point, I turned my head to hide the laughter bubbling up out of me, mustered up as stern of a voice as possible, and told him to go to sleep, as I closed the door behind me.

Now, the house is finally quiet.  Hungry chipmunks, and all.