Gooble Gooble
We spent our Thanksgiving with my sister and husband in Oxnard, California. In my brain I was thinking it was a good idea to go a few extra days early. Trevor was home from college and he went with us. Sarah has been doing much better with her behaviors at home. I thought...well it will nice for the family to see that she is doing better in some areas. I'm pretty funny.
Sarah loves going to my sister's house. They have lots of things for her to look at and get into. She is like a two-year-old in a candy shop at their home. Sarah made these little pots of plants. She basically went around the yard and cut off plants and put in the pots. I guess we need a potting lesson. Her cousin had fun doing it with her. I'm pretty sure my sister is not going to be happy when she sees the plants cut in her yard. Send me a bill Debra!!!
One funny story was she was playing with her younger cousins. I believe they came to tell me she wouldn't play with them. I went and found her looking at a Steam Punk book. She told me it had nude pictures of women in it and the little kids couldn't look at them. O.K. she is twelve and can't look at the nude pictures either. I took the book from her and she started getting super angry and cussing at me. Did I mention we were at my sister's house and everyone was there? Yes that is all true. I took the book and hid it under a chair in the living room. Of course, I teased my sister and brother-in-law about the book for the rest of the weekend.
Another funny, not funny story was on Thanksgiving day. There is a homeless man that shuffles his feet that sleeps under a tree by my sister's house. She took him a plate of food before we ate on Thanksgiving. The little kids were all looking out the window. Such a picture perfect moment. O.K. later that day Sarah wanted her pajamas out of the car. She grabbed my car keys and started going across the street to the car. I followed her. She was super angry and cussing at me. I told her she could have the pajamas after she apologized and she darted off back across the street. She was still cussing at me, hitting, and kicking. I tried to grab her and she fell into the gutter of mucky water. She was really angry and started hitting. I picked her up and put her in the car and I started to drive off. She jumped out of the car and ran off back to the house. I continued to drive down the street and park to see what she would do. I saw the homeless man leave and shuffle off down the street. He didn't even want to be around some angry-cussing kid. This was definitely not funny at the time, but we did get quite the chuckle later.
The last hilarious story was we found a junky RV (jalopy) for sale. We stopped and took a picture of it. We sent it to everyone and told them we were buying it. I told everyone about it at my sister's house. I'm pretty sure I had a lot of people convinced that we bought it, but Todd came home and told everyone that we did not buy it. I think we should of called the number and tried to pay them to let us take it for an hour. The story would of been more convincing if we showed-up in it. Sarah thought our idea was hilarious.
Sarah enjoyed her time at the beach. She put on her (too small) wet suit on and jumped in the ocean at every opportunity. I'm pretty sure my sister and brother-in-law will not be hosting Thanksgiving next year. They may need a chance to recover.
















