Minor Heart Attack

Here's some recent stories as to why we have had some minor heart attacks at our house:

A couple weeks ago we got home late from the fireworks. I noticed that we had left the front door unlocked and that made me nervous. I went upstairs to our bedroom while Caleb was in the kitchen. I turned the bedroom light on but it didn’t go on (it was turned off but the fan went on) so the room was pitch black. I carefully started toward the nightstand to turn on my reading light there and ran into what I thought was a man crouched down ready to attack me. I screamed like a girl, Caleb was understandably worried but I reassured him nothing was wrong once I realized, I in fact ran into the laundry basket that Caleb had “put away” earlier. (Apparently next to my side of the bed)

Last week Caleb had a massive head ache all day. When we were going to bed I offered to get him some medicine. I grabbed some Tylenol from the medicine drawer and came back; he then asked if I had a drink. Oops, so I ran down stairs and grabbed his water bottle from the fridge. When I came back the little rat had gotten out of bed and was hiding in the office so I walked past him into the bedroom. He then jumped out and scared me. I screamed so loud, I was terrified! I threw his water bottle at him when he jumped out so he had to get his own drink. Too bad. =)

Here's a picture of me hiding in the food pantry waiting for Caleb so I could scare him. You can tell he was a little cautious because I was being so quiet in the kitchen. =)

I would love to take credit for Ashton's desire to scare people but I'm sure that comes from his father.

When we lived with Jed and Hollie (before we moved into our house now) Jed was always trying to scare me. One night when I was getting home late I came in through the garage and Jed was hiding under his truck. He grabbed my ankle as I walked by. I'm sure you can imagine my fright. He's just lucky he kept his arm. I almost did the Riverdance on it when he scared me.