
This definitely comes from the book of "you cannot make this stuff up." On Sunday, while Jennifer was away from the house, the kids asked me if they could go outside to play on the swingset. I told them they could, but they had to put socks and shoes on first.
Kate comes back with sequenced pink slip-on shoes. When I asked why she was chose those, thinking in my own mind that those type of shoes are not good for being on the swingset, she responded with , "The color matches the bear on my shirt."
UNBELIEVABLE.
But, that is nowhere near the best part of this story. That is the appetizer.
Let me preface the next part with a description of one of Jennifer's Christmas presents. Every morning Jen turns on the news to watch the weather for confirmation on how she and the children should be dressed for the day. So, with my urging, my mom and dad gave her on of the Brookstone weather stations that tells you the forecast and the high and low temps for the the present day and the next four. Both Kate and Justin think this is a cool thing.
Fast forward back to Sequenced Shoe Sunday....the kids walk outside, shut the door and I can see them talking near the playset. Kate comes back in first; followed by Justin. I asked Kate what she was doing and she replied with, "Wait a minute. I have to check something in your room." Justin follows here in there. They both come out, make sure the outside door to the house is closed and then begin to take their shoes off.
Immediately I ask, "What happened? I thought you were going out to swing." Kate says, "The weather machine says it is raining outside." Flabbergasted, I ask, "Does it look like it is raining (The sun was shining at that moment.)? Justin pipes in with, "No, but there is rain in the forecast, so we decided to stay inside."
I started to explain that the forecast was for New Orleans and we were 40 miles north on New Orleans and the weather can vary, etc. I stopped myself and asked what they wanted on the DVR.
"Wizards of Waverly Place, please"