Kids!

It was a beautiful June evening in 2005. I was busy doing something in the house. Ben, then 6 and Landen 3, were playing somewhere. It took me a while to realize everything was a little too quiet. You know that feeling as a parent when you just "KNOW" your kids are up to no good.

Who would think these two cute boys could get into so much trouble!?

Well, I went in search of my youngest two to see what they were doing. As I entered the kitchen I heard muffled giggles. Approaching the back door of the house I met the boys coming in from outside. Their startled gazes met mine and now I was certain they were getting into something. I asked what they were doing, then I noticed my flour scoop in Ben's hand. Ben's immediate response was, "Nothing!" Landen - being a true little brother parroted Ben's "Nothing" with one of his own. I asked again, "What were you doing????? ", as I opened the door to follow the trail they had just come from. I was greeted with flour all over the deck and sitting in the middle was a very - 'white' dog!

Bessie after her attack! :- }

Bessie!!!! Poor Bessie, the unwitting victim of two little boy's terrorist attack with flour. Although I was really mad, Bessie's pitiful face looking up at me - blinking through her attack of flour dust was just too funny. I grabbed my camera but she wasn't seeing the humour in taking pictures at a time like this so she beat a hasty retreat to shake off what she could. I got a few pictures to prove the deed for later evidence. The boys have no excuse for wanting to flour the dog. It just seemed like fun at the time... - the things our pets have to put up with from the kids!

Not amused!