And Then There's Josh . . .

OK, I've just gotta brag on my teenager today.

We are at the beginning of a crazy week. We are taking care of four young children all day for some friends. Today and tomorrow we also had our regular little girl (but only one of the four--the cranky teething baby!). I thought this week was Spring Break, so no cleaning, but I was wrong, so we still have our cleaning and most of our "usual" activities this week. Today was Scout day with back-to-back scout meetings. I honestly didn't know how I would even start cleaning before 8 pm.

But JOSH decided to stay at the church for his play rehearsal (even though he didn't have to be there today), and then to go ahead and start cleaning for us afterward until I could get up there to help. By the time we did get there, he had finished more than half the work. I had maybe an hour's worth to do, and the other boys had nothing. Who is this masked hero? Is this the guy whose secret identity is a couch potato? Hmmmm . . . must be something in the water. I gotta get me some of that water.

A SuPrise Discovery

Almost as soon as my two youngest boys learned to walk, I discovered they also had a habit of sleep walking. Weird sleeping occurances have seemed to be our lot, at least while the boys were young. (Stephen's grown out of most of his. Andrew still does it occasionally.) Not that I'm complaining about that. Unexplained night terrors, sleep crying, and finding them roaming the house totally unaware of what they were doing happened occasionally, but not constantly. It has provided some very interesting and amusing conversations. Other than the night terrors, the only really disturbing thing about these weird half-asleep things has been finding them peeing, or about to pee in all kinds of strange places. I've found them missing the toilet (more than what is normal), peeing in the laundry room, even near the couch. Occasionally I caught it early enough to divert the culprit to the proper location. More often I had to clean up kid, floor, and any other soaked items. I always worried a little what would happen if I didn't catch them.

Now I know.

AJ has been complaining for days that his room smelled funny. I've been EXTREMELY busy this week, so I just kept making a mental note to check it out. Today he added that it smelled like pee. Uh oh. Well, only minutes ago I finally checked. I couldn't find ANYTHING to explain the weird, peelike smell. Until I removed a drawer (one of the plastic bin kinds), under which was a little puddle of still-wet pee. Don't know how many days it has been there. Can't figure out what else might have gotten hit. But I know now that I have to at least clean the drawers, the toys IN the drawers, and the carpet underneath and all around.

So, yes. I am complaining about that. I have to finish an album for someone this week. I have a display to do for our missions conference next week (which I just started). I discovered that the Sunday School class I thought I was teaching in April actually starts in two weeks. I have to clean house for small group tomorrow night. I am about three weeks behind in school records and desperately need to do some planning. AND to make matters just a little more complicated, I have a pinched sciatic nerve which is killing me (went to the chiropractor yesterday, but that's not a quick, easy fix).

So I'm just a tad busy. Guess I need to quit blogging and get to work.

Oh, and . . . no Zoo Tycoon today. Rats.