Like Uncle, Like Nephew-Idiots

Ben and I rarely get time out without kids. We cherish simple things, like trips to the Commisary or even to the Red Box. This last Thursday we were enjoying a quick trip down to the Exchange, in search of decongestants and root beer. About 5 minutes into our "date" we got a phone call that went something like this:

Me: "Hello?" -sounding slightly perturbed

Michael: "Mom, remember that time when I was a little kid and Michael David (my youngest brother) got his fingers stuck in a blender?"

Me: "The blender?!!" -sounding paniced and horrified

Michael: "You know, that you blend cookie dough with?"

Me: "Oh, you mean the mixer. No, I don't really remember that he got his fingers stuck in the mixer but I wouldn't put it past him. Why? Did you get your fingers stuck in the mixer?" -sounding perturbed again

Michael: "Yeah, I did...and I can't get them out!"

I pause...and ask you dear reader...

How does one get their fingers caught in hand mixer beaters?? Seriously?? How can I know TWO people, both closely related to me, who have walked that line of idiocy! I love you both Michaels but...seriously?

We left the Exchange and drove home to free our 15 year old son of his self inflicted torture. We arrived to find that his brother had taken pictures for me to use on the blog! So thoughtful. With a little push of the eject button and some smooth pulling from Dad he was freed with nary a scratch. Sigh! So much for an evening out! I suppose I am just fortunate that he didn't try to lick the beaters!

It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

We had our Christmas photo shoot! What do you think??