Excuses, excuses

Okay, so it's been a while since we've added to this blog. Here are our excuses, in chronological order:

1. Eric was gone for a week and a half on travel.
2. Eric then started a new job.
3. Then our hot water heater broke.
4. Then the hot water heater, having been repaired, leaked all over the basement.
5. Then the air conditioner broke.

No, we're not kidding.

As we await a verdict on the air conditioner's problem, we've partially moved into the basement. John thinks this is great fun, akin to a campout. He's handled it very well, and the fact that it's a familiar surrounding probably helps, even though it is very different than his room.

John has taken the idea that he's a train to new heights. He blows his whiltle at people. He insists that we follow behind him in a line, as though we are train cars. He makes chugging sounds.

Eric's new job is with DFI International. The work he does is similar to the defense work he did at Palisades, but the clientele is different. Instead of working for various parts of the government, he's working for various defense contractors. After a week and a half, he has found his office, the bathroom, the conference room, and identified roughly half of his co-workers. His new employer also had the audacity to give him a project to work on, so he's being productive on top of that.

Back to John, though. Beyong his transformation into a train, his attitude still needs adjusting. He's discovered that talking back to Mom and Dad is not an effective way to disagree with their rules, but he continues to try it anyway. Highlights include popular favorites like:

No, you're in time out.
You're not my friend anymore.
I don't like you.
Stop talking! Stop talking!
You go away.
Don't you put me in time out.

As such, he remains for sale, cheap.