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Thursday, January 15, 2009

What The Cold Brings

So we're in the middle of a deep freeze. You step outside and your eyes water, your snot freezes to your nose, and it feels like you can't take a deep breathe. I guess that's what 30 below zero feels like! The cold truly brings some crappy things . . . like having to warm up your car before you go anywhere, or having to wrap up every single part of your body before venturing outside.

However . . . the cold does bring some good things too. Since winter has graced us with her cold temperatures and short days . . . we have not seen the neighbor kids very much. They went from virtually living at our house all summer . . . to maybe coming over once or twice every two weeks. I have to admit . . . it's been a nice reprieve . . . I almost forgot how creepy and weird Phillip is . . . almost . . . until Monday of this week.

You see Monday I stayed home from work. I spent the day in my pajamas doing absolutely nothing. I slept in late, watched some daytime television, took a bubble bath, and recuperated from my terrible week. So I was home by myself, sitting downstairs messing around on the computer and I kept hearing these strange noises coming from upstairs. It almost sounded like someone was knocking on the door or banging around up there.

This disturbed me slightly since I was well aware I was supposed to be alone. So I headed upstairs and stood in my kitchen and listened. Sure enough there was the sound again . . . banging, knocking . . . like someone was trying to get inside our house.

I go over to the door that leads to our deck . . . and I discover the source of the noise. There in the thigh-high snow was Phillip . . . standing in our yard right next to our house . . . digging in the Rubbermaid toy box we left outside. He finds Kadin's toy gun . . . snatches it . . . and proceeds to take it over to his own house.

I'm well aware that Phillip knows we are not home - or at least he thinks we're not home. And as I'm standing there watching him in our yard, digging through our stuff . . . I'm not the least bit surprised or shocked. This kid is just too weird for words . . .

1 comments:

Elizabeth said...

What? Do his crazy parents know he is a thief? This is just too much. He is home-schooled right? Is that what they are teaching him during the day?