Keyton is at it again...

Monday night 5/30/11 I had a little meltdown before I went to bed. I just have been really struggling with the boys and their behaviors lately. I know since we have moved that life has been crazy, but I just don't see how we can come to some kind of a schedule in the summer with all the things we do. I am sure that my pelvic pain is not helping my temper/patience either. I have been feeling very much like an inadequate mother. Yesterday was a lot better day, these days I am thankful for and remind me that I can do this and its so worth it. I also have been telling myself how thankful/grateful I am to have 2 healthy, happy, active, loving, mischievous (and the list goes on) boys. Its truly a miracle to carry a baby through term and for them to be born with all their fingers and toes and everything else ok. I had a friend last friday lose her baby when she was 19 weeks along. I just cried and cried every time I thought about it. It can happen, and this I quickly remind myself before I am too hard on the boys. We truly are blessed to have them both and good thing for lots of prayers to help me through tough times.

I wrote this in Keyton's private blog but thought I would post it here as well....

Sunday May 22, 2011 I was in the bathroom getting ready for church and Britt was in the shower when Keyton came into our room and said "Dad there is someone of your phone?" Well I took the cell phone and looked at it and it was an Idaho falls number, weird?! I said 'Hello' when the person on the other end of the phone then said, "this is so and so from the Bonneville county sheriffs office, we just received a 911 call from this number and was just calling back to see if there was a real emergency? I am assuming since the little boy answered the phone that there is not?" I just about died right there, "Um, no emergency, my son must have been playing with the phone, we will be having a very long talk with him about when that number is appropriate to us, so sorry!!" She was very nice, said yes, a good talk with him would be a good idea. Thanks.
I then wanted to KILL him, well of course that's your first instinct, then I quickly came to my senses and don't want him to think he cant use that number is case of a REAL emergency. So we had a talk with him about when its appropriate to dial 911. About an hour or so later I asked him.. "So did you actually dial each number 9-1-1?" He told me that he didn't he was pushing other buttons, well I then knew there was a button that if you held it down long enough it would dial 911 because its the 'emergency button'. I remember de-activating my button as soon as I got my phone, but Britt's we never did this. So then I felt bad, except the talk still was needed.
On May 29th 2011 a few days later Keyton almost got to actually use that 911 emergency number. A few days before that Britt had come across an old lighter and was showing the boys and letting them blow out the flame... I quickly told him... 'NICE! Do you REALLY know what you are teaching them??!!!' He quit doing it and put the lighter away.

Well on Sunday night (5/29/11) the boys had been fighting all day and Britt and I were at our ends with them both. Whining, fighting, not listening!! I was folding towels on the couch and Britt was on the other couch watching a show when the boys went in the back of the house toward the bedrooms and after about 5 minutes I was like... wow, are they really not fighting anymore, actually playing and getting along?? I then got up to put towels away and as I was making my way to my master bedroom about halfway down the hall I heard this sound that I knew exactly which was....a lighter striking!!! I quickly picked up my pace a few more steps to my bedroom door and seen Keyton holding that lighter, flame and all going, to my bed on one of the yarn ties of the quilt. I screamed and Britt came running in and we both FREAKED OUT! After a 'mild' (hahaha) freak-out we both then explained to him that he could have burnt our house down, burnt him and Kaycen to death, and he wouldn't have been able to get out of the bedroom. Keyton was just sobbing, I think after lots of talking he realized that fire/lighters are not something we play with. Of course Kaycen was right there watching and into the entire thing. After they all left my room, I looked at the blanket and he had burnt the ends of at least 7 yarn ties on my quilt. What a miracle/blessing that he didn't catch a fire to the blanket or one of the yarn didn't take off.

One last thing, Britt told and showed Keyton were the switch was to turn on and off our gas fireplace in our front room. I told him what are you thinking? Britt is now seeing that teaching him that was a bad idea as well... Since then we have had to turn the gas off to it because he thinks he can just turn it on anytime he wants...and Britt wondered why the house was so hot the other day!!?!!