the boy who cried wolf

so... today i told mazerick the story about the boy who cried wolf. he listened, but i highly doubt that he got it. i told him... honey, when you say ouch to everything it's kind of like the boy who cried wolf. and then i proceeded to tell him the story. by the end of the story i was having a hard time saying wolf... and then he was like... what is wolf?

today.... every single time i was with him alone he cried. not just whimpered... but cried. oh my gosh. it was not fun.

he was great whenever we were around other people.... of course. but when it was just us... not so much. weird.

anyway... after michael took over for a bit this evening i went to the computer and submitted something to the secretary of state to make "the den" incorporated. that was fun. we shall see waht comes of it :)