Fortunately, Unfortunately

Fortunately,
I made it in time to parent pickup for the boys at school.
 

Unfortunately,
this is what the inside of the van looked like when the principal opened the door to put the boys in.

Fortunately,
I haven’t received a call from DCF yet.

Unfortunately,
Fed Ex men had to go to work today in the rain and deliver all day with wet shirts and squishy shoes.


Fortunately,
one of these Fed Ex men delivered my new canner today.
 

Unfortunately,
the boys ripped it open before I even saw it or brought it inside and there was a rather ugly battle over the box.



Fortunately,
everyone gave up fairly quickly, no blood was drawn and the canner survived unscathed.


Unfortunately,
the instructions were removed by a particular little boy and blew away before I could capture them.  Also unfortunate is the fact that canning without following said instructions can lead to fatal diseases like botulism.
 


Fortunately, 
this little boy does cute enough things that I've already forgiven him.



Unfortunately,
I have one small child bear crawling into the street right now.



Fortunately,
I have fairly good voice control over him and our street is quiet.





Unfortunately,
Gavin announced today that he will not be attending college.  He’s just going to be a professional scooter rider (Tommy announced last night that he wants to be a handicapped man when he grows up…it was later discovered that he meant handy man).
     


Fortunately,
this guy isn’t into professional scootering he’s satisfied with his pass me down bent and broken thrift store trike.



Unfortunately,
this very same trike is perfectly capable of running over anything in Finn’s way…sticks, rocks, and small boy children.



Fortunately,
no one argued when Finn announced that after playing outside for an hour and a half it was time to go in the house.
 


Unfortunately,
 the highly sought after box came in also and another battle ensued.



Fortunately,
I was able to sit on the porch for a moment and catch this sunset while retrieving my canner from the front yard before stepping back through the front door, my portal to chaos. 

Fortunately,
I really like these little boys that have created my chaotic life.