we don't need no stinkin' matlock!

So. friday and saturday i was out of commision, the flu i think. achey, too hard to walk, low grade fever, felt like poo. MUCH better now.

the great mystery has been solved!
on the last day we watched aidan, we did laundry. i washed quinn's bedding, including his puppy, which BTW he calls puppy and his bear which BTW he calls bear. crazy huh? anyway, we were folding these linens in our room. aidan and quinn were running around and aidan runs off with the puppy ( FYI quinn really prefers the puppy to the bear) but i don't think anything of it, what is he gonna do, lose it? so a while later we are feeding the boys lunch, i slip away to put the puppy and the bear back in the crib for nap time. i notice that the puppy is gone. i look around. nothing. i walk back to the kitchen and ask aidan, "where did you put the puppy, aidan?" he stares at me blankly. great, this is gonna be good if he has to create something to say. he replies' "i put it where the clothes go." and he continues to eat his chicken nuggets (not from mickey d's, that would be icky) so tim and i decide that it has to be in our closet 1) becaue that is where the clothes go and 2) becasue we both think we saw him go in there. so we look, and look and look. for days. i even get down on my knees (tim was impressed by my thinking like a 2 year old - is that an insult???) and focus on what would be aidan's eye level. nada. no puppy.

just so you don't worry, quinn slept fine without it, but he was asking for it.

so, friday night tim was getting his clothes together for work on saturday since he has to get up early and didn't want to wake me (awe! shucks, whataguy!) and says, "you won't believe this, there is a puppy in the closet."

WWWWHHHHHHAAAAAATTTTT??

how can that be, we've torn that closet apart! he said that he took out a shirt (hanging up) and pants and took them into our room, laying them on the ironing board. whe went back in and the puppy was lying on his shoes. being the super sleuths that we are, we reconstructed the scene. we believe that the suspect (aidan) ran into the closet, shoved the victim (the puppy) up into tims hanging dress shirts. luckily, when tim pulled out the shirt, the puppy fell to the safety of tim's shoes. if tim hadn't have picked that shirt, the puppy may not have lasted much longer, but lets not go there.


quinn's new phrases/words:
esgo! (lets go!)
urndweel (turn the wheel)
choo choo train