Saturday, the Quorum ran in a race at Murray Park with Papa, Grandma and cousins. Kaydon took third place and won a medal. Braxton came in fourth place, and didn't get a medal, so Kaydon let him wear his. So nice!
Sunday, however, apparently the love was over. At approximately 8:00 a.m., I was laying in bed with strep throat, that has now lasted approximately 5 days, when Colton handed me the phone. It was a 911 dispatcher. Awesome. I informed her that I was in bed with strep throat when she told me that Kaydon had called 911. I informed her that I was speaking of my own free will. I told her that I would take care of my children. We hung up and I laid there wondering what had just happened, when Braxton came downstairs and informed that the officer was at our door. Awesome. Kaydon had told Braxton that if he didn't stop picking on him, he would call the cops. He surely did do that!!!! When the officer told Kaydon that he needs to talk to his mommy about these things, Kaydon informed the officer that his mommy didn't feel good and so he didn't want to bother her. Awesome. The officer then calmly told the boys WHY we call 911 and when to tell their mommy that their is a problem. Kaydon asked the officer politely if he could please take Braxton to jail. The officer declined. Awesome. The officer then talked to them about the importance of getting along. That's when I started to laugh, out loud. Awesome.
Braxton was barfing yesterday, and so he stayed home and had to watch the fun field day at the school from the comfort of the family room couch. I felt bad for him. He laid on my lap while we watched utterly disturbing cartoons...
Today at lunch, I yelled at a short, fat man who was stealing food from the salad bar at the student center. I began screaming at him about how disgusting he was and then exited the building. Awesome!!!