Good idea, bad idea

Nights when the 'beautiful mama' (that'd be Elijah's favorite thing to call the Queen) leaves for work and lets the inmates run the asylum, there are the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. Tonight was no different, and it reminded me of an old segment called "Good Idea, Bad Idea" that used to run in a 90s cartoon called Animaniacs... a couple clips can be seen http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=endscreen&v=uuUVfPYtd4M & http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JE4lkpq09xI here.

Anyways, without further ado, here are some "good idea, bad ideas" from today, courtesy of the young madmen seen above (and below) hunting for Easter eggs.

Good idea: Encourage your two small boys to "start a band," a la Brad Paisley. They look at each other and decide that Judah will play the guitar and LJ will be the percussionist. Melts my heart. Honestly, one of the top ten proudest moments I've had so far as a parent.

Bad Idea: The moment your ball of sappiness breaks as your percussionist decides he's going to use the guitarist's head as a drum.

Good idea: Each of the boys jumping up and down on their own bed.... many giggles and laughs.

Bad idea: Both boys jumping up and down on the same bed-- many giggles and one really hysterical scream... that would be Judah, who bounced off the bed, bounced off the wall and landed under the bed. If I hadn't had to dig him out, I wouldn't have believed it to be possible...

Finally, a really good idea: Showing your kids how to look out the bathroom window so you can have some peace and quiet in the shower (because that's how this overly modest mouse likely to take his showers-- BY HIMSELF). Hell, I used to sneak into the coach's shower in high school just so I didn't have to change in front of all the other kids... humorously enough, my other two wrestling captains did as well, so we were always fighting over the one private shower... ok, trip down memory lane complete.

Really bad idea: Having the 3-year-old pull down the curtain on the 1-year-old, leaving you with the conundrum of whether to rescue to the hysterical child and face the now-open window or just to leave him there until he figures his own way out. (As a humorous aside, Elijah had against my wishes earlier taken my towel to his room to play with it, adding even more danger to the situation.)

So that was my evening. I hope yours was more sedate. Have a good night all!!