The Tidwell Family

I know this might be a little shocking. I have posted 3 times in one week. I have actually used words as well as pictures. I have to say that I am pretty darn proud of myself. But that isn't what this post is about. This part might not be shocking but once again it is about Grace and Gunnar. I can't help it they just crack me up. Today was a long day of trying to get things in order. By the end of the day I was spent, but it appeared that I was the only one. Gunnar filled up the bathtub to the point of near disaster. I am not kidding there was about a quarter of an inch leeway before the levees gave way. After his bath I was ready for him to go to bed. Now in a moment of desperate parenting (basically trying to watch So You Think You Can Dance in peace) I got on my hands and knees and using a leatherman, I switched the doorknob so that I could actually lock my kids in their room. Are you shocked? It probably wasn't the best idea considering the fact that Gunnar managed to lock himself, Grace, and the babysitter in the room. She had to ask a passing neighbor to come in and unlock the door. A little embarrassing and probably safe to assume she will never want to babysit for me again. Anyways, back to my great idea of changing the doorknob. I usually just use it to threaten Gunnar so that he will stay in his bed at bedtime. Tonight I used the threat and it actually worked. I got Grace's hair in curlers and cleaned up and was pretty proud of myself. Until I went to check on Gunnar and found him in the hallway fast asleep on the hardwood floor. I guess I wasn't the only one that was spent after all!