Dad, why did you pour pop on Ian's head?

So I went to my mom's yesterday and it was pretty uneventful. The boys were supposed to have a dentist appointment but I didn't feel like going so I canceled it. Anyways Ian was being his rumbustious self and pulled down my mom's self on Frankie lucky he was not hurt badly. My dad then went on to pour Pepsi on Ian's head. When I got mad and questioned him he said "He drank my pop without asking". OK so that means you pour your pop on his head. Ohh boy would you grow up you are a nearly 50 year old man. Not only do I have five kids and a husband who is much like a kids I also have a father who is much more like a kid. What to do what to do?? So Gabe and Ian have come to the decision that it's fun to wake people up by screaming in their ear. Why I don't know. But needless to say it's not fun but it's working. And getting them into trouble but for anyone who knows these two knows trouble in common for them and they are so used to it that they just don't seem to care anymore. Like I said pretty uneventful.

Too many crickets!

So we have this really bad cricket problem! By really bad I mean REALLY bad. Frankie killed 5 crickets on Monday night. Wednesday night I killed 4 again to find 3 more on Thursday night. So I was already going crazy from these friends of mine. To top it all off Friday night as I was laying in bed with the lights out and Izzy next to me who wouldn't go to sleep, I feel something land on my cheek so me thinking it's just a fly go to swipe it off and my hand touched it. I jumped out of bed and turned on the light. Looking by Izzy where I thought it would be I see nothing. But yet look again just in case but this time I look over the whole bed. Low and behold it is a huge cricket on my head. So first I had to let out a little shriek and shake myself in case there are more. There are not anymore but I had to be sure. So quickly I collect myself to kill this monster since Frankie is not home for me to have him do it. So I grab my slipper let me just add new slipper and kill the thing or so I thought. I know I wounded it since I seen a leg and it was not attached to the cricket anymore. When I then got a baby wipe to pick it up and wrap it up in. I wrap it up really good and set the wipe on the table which in itself is unlike me since typically these things go back outside since I have a fear that they might come back to life and attack me out of anger for killing them. This one had to stay so that Frankie could see how big it was and know that I have about had it with these crickets. Needless to say now I can't sleep so I put the sheet over my head so nothing else gets on me. I also leave the light on thinking these are nocturnal bugs so they obviously like the dark. Ha that will show you stupid crickets I'll just sleep with the light on ha. When Frankie got home I showed him and he said when we go to the store Friday we will get something to kill them. Well we forget to get something! Go figure right?So now it's bedtime again and we still have crickets but I have no idea what will kill crickets. I think about garlic but no that is vampires so I consider bleach but don't know that it will work and don't want the kids to get it. So I do nothing and just find a way to go to sleep. I was successfully. So Saturday night comes and we still forgot to get something. Frankie is at work and again I am home with the kids who are now in bed except Izzy she just doesn't like to sleep. Well I start to hear some of my friends and know they are in here and close so I stop what I am doing and go get a towel to stick under the door so that they stay in the laundry room and not in my room. I open the door and there are two right inside my room one of them jumps in the laundry room and they other one has a death wish. I grab a shoe and let out my little shriek again since I have to do this. Ewwwwwwwwwww!! And I go to hit it and it jumps toward me so I run and shriek again this one more like a scream then any but he that thing was coming toward me it must really have a death wish or a wish for extinction. Lucky for that one I can't find it but you better believe I am staying awake until Frankie gets home. That was hard but I did it. Needless to say he didn't look for the thing even though I knew in what general vicinity it was. So we go to bed and the next morning when we get up and head to the store he remembers probably because I was complaining to him on the phone Saturday night and telling him if we didn't do something (move out) I was going to move out by myself I told him I would live with my mom if I had to but I was not staying here to be patronized by crickets. I will have to remember that for future Frankie do this and Frankie do that that he just doesn't want to do.