Spring Break

I survived Spring Break...or should I say my mom survived Spring Break. She let me stay home with her and baby all week and I tried her patience to say the least. We didn't even spend that much time alone, but the times we did, I gave her a run for her money. I got to spend some quality time with Grandma and Stephanie and Kate over break and I had a blast. I got to play outside a lot, I got to go shopping and I went out to eat for Kate's birthday. The best part of Spring Break came on Saturday when my brother Chuckie moved back in with me. I love him so much. I have not left him alone since he walked in the door. I even wake up in the middle of the night and tell mommy that I want Chuckie. Poor Chuckie can't get away from me. He has been a good sport and done everything I have wanted him to since he got here. I think he is hoping that the newness will wear off and I won't act like this forever. Good luck brother! I had quite the adventure yesterday when I opened the basement door all by myself and let the dog and myself out to go to the park. Mom was switching the laundry and Dad was in the living room, so I took it upon myself to wander to the basement and out the door. It took me less than 5 minutes to complete the task. Mom and dad keep saying that it is a good thing we live in Oxford. I am a crazy kid they say. I have also really been trying to help more with my baby lately and have been caught trying to pick her up several times. I don't see what the big deal is, everyone else carries her around, why can't I? I can't really think of much else to tell you, for some reason I can't remember anything. It must be the lack of sleep the last few nights catching up with me. For some reason I am falling into this habit of getting up about 3 and not going back to sleep until 5. Let me tell you how much my mommy loves that! HA!
Take Care!
~Blayke