For several weeks the boys have been dutifully defending their territory and fighting the Kangaroo that has taken over our laundry room. I have chuckled several times over the silliness of the whole situation. For starters, Sage is honest to goodness a little bit scared of the Kangaroo that lives in the laundry room, even though I think
he was the one who invented the mysterious Kangaroo. I truly think that something that started out as imaginary has now deeply rooted itself into the boys' beliefs because the battles rage on, the situation grows more complex, and the boys become more convinced. They discuss this imposter Kangaroo as if he really exists and I frequently hear, "Let's fight the Kangaroo!" The ridiculousness of the fact that they are fighting a Kangaroo, not a lion or a bear, but an animal without razor sharp teeth or a might roar, is not lost on me. When I hear their shrieks over the Kangaroo and when they come running upstairs with their weapons in hand scrambling for safety, I hide my laughter every single time. This morning that sneaky and bold Kangaroo moved from the laundry room to the downstairs bathroom which is the boys' hideout and safe haven from the Kangaroo. So, a battle raged. Even though the Kangaroo is still controlling the laundry room, the boys declared themselves the winner because they were able to reclaim their hideout. We'll see what tomorrow brings.
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| I'll get that Kangaroo once and for all! |
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| If only I was strong enough to actually pull the trigger. :) |
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| Kangaroo, it's time to surrender! |
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| Is the coast clear? |
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| Don't mess with this brave solider! |
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"Come out with your hands up, Kangaroo!"
(You'd think that huge laundry pile would scare away the Kangaroo. Don't judge me, my house is clean, I'll tackle the laundry today. :) )
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