Yesterday I picked up my nephew Spencer. I just adore this little guy he is age seven he and Chandler hang out quite a bit. When I went to get Spencer I could tell Meredith (his mother) was not her cheerful self. I sensed it had been a challenging morning with three kids and was practically in tears when I asked. She stated it and been a rough morning and some implication about Spencer giving her a little grief. As Spencer and I got in the car, I asked him if he was helping his mom and being obedient to her.
There is a standing joke that kids come to aunt Char's for fun and reform(aunt Char's boot camp). I was teasing Spencer that if he wasn't being obedient to his Mom, he would have to come to aunt Char's boot camp. He giggled and we went about our daily activities.
While we were driving, it was rush hour and the passenger seats were loaded with little people. All of the sudden I heard a big thud, Chandler had thrown a water bottle from the back seat up to the middle seat. It alarmed me a little and I chewed on Chandler a little. Chandler is a sensitive little soul and began to let loose the tears of me being upset with him. I began to tell him it just scared me in the stress of driving.Spencer pipped up and said "Chandler your going to have to go to aunt Char's Camp Booty." We laughed the whole way home about Camp Booty.
I sure love spending time with my nieces and nephews!
At the end of the day Stephen and I took Chandler and Spencer to their first rodeo, It was the Lehi Round up Rodeo.
Chandler wasn't sure what to think of the calf roping, he loves animals and is a unofficial PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) member. He asked Stephen if the cowboys were just rough housing with the calf's like dads do with their boys to make them into tough bulls.