Boys Being Boys

Yesterday after we came back from Fairbanks, the boys decided to play in the basement. Whcih is fine because all of their toys are down there. Only this time they didn't playw ith their toys, they were playing with my laundry baskets.For some reason they get the biggest kick out of playing with them, had I known they could spend hours playing with them, I would have bought them their own baskets instead of spending money on all the toys they seem bored with. So Bryan and I were up in the living room and we could hear them laughing and some banging going on and next thing you know Brady comes up crying, and then went back down again. We went to the door to see what they were doing and they were sitting in the baskets on the landing and sliding down the steps in them. Only my boys would come up with an idea like that, they have some good imaginations. So Brady finally came upstairs and I noticed his eye and he told me he did that sliding down the steps. This is his second time having a shiner, Brett popped him in the eye when he was a year old.Needless to say they won't learn their lesson and will keep on doing the things they always do and not care if they get hurt.