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Bears, Rocks, and Droopy Drawers

November 11, 2015 by Adrienne

“What is going on with your pants, Pierce?”

“I have a rock in my pocket.”

Okay… Fine? We finished our shopping trip. We headed through the parking lot, but as soon as I required his hand be in mine, it became obvious something bigger was going on. I told him to take his rock out, so that his pants would stay up. He pulled out one, then another, and another…

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Rock? Rocks. Definitely plural.

Ellie fell asleep face down in the couch today. That’s one way to nap, I guess.

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I dreamed a bear was after me. Right as I was doomed, my dear husband made an appropriately awful noise in his sleep. I woke up feeling I’d been grabbed, the noise played into my dream, and I lay there with an adrenalin rush. I was just drifting off when Charlie grabbed me… again.

“Momma. Momma, I’m scared.” Ha! Me too! I asked her what she dreamed about. “There was this bear…” That’s just eery… That was, however, where her dream’s similarities ended. Turns out, a picture she drew of a friend’s dog was eaten by Maisie in her dream. It was enough to have her up and freaked out. Must’ve been some picture.

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About Adrienne

A homeschooling mother of ten, ages 19 and under, I chronicle life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as I raise a larger-than-most sized family and try to laugh about the craziness.

Comments

  1. Charlotte Moore says

    November 12, 2015 at 5:08 am

    That is too funny you both dreamed of a bear. Rocks in the pockets a good name for a game I suppose. HA!! As long as Miss Ellie sleeps doesn’t matter how, right? Ha!

    • Adrienne says

      November 15, 2015 at 8:29 pm

      True enough! That girl keeps me on my toes. I always breathe easier when she falls asleep for a bit!

  2. Kirsten Pankratz says

    November 12, 2015 at 10:46 am

    Hahaha, craziness……at least Pierce is grinning! I’m pretty sure if I made one of my kids empty their pocket of precious stones out onto the parking lot, they would not be grinning about obeying me. How do you manage that? I feel like pulling my hair out today at the resistance I’m getting over school from a certain son-errr! I once told you they sort of grow out of fits. I am eating my words today. 🙁

    • Adrienne says

      November 15, 2015 at 8:28 pm

      Pierce has definitely improved in the fits realm, but he still throws his share. He didn’t bat an eye at emptying his pockets though. I think he was fed up with them too by that point!

  3. Liberty says

    November 13, 2015 at 9:25 pm

    Droopy drawers. Ha ha.

  4. DAD says

    November 15, 2015 at 7:48 pm

    Perhaps Pierce is preparing to be a self employed gravel trucker.

    • Adrienne says

      November 15, 2015 at 8:27 pm

      Perhaps, dad. He does love rocks. He asked for them for his birthday. Hauling them and getting paid for it would suit him!

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