ok that kid really isn't mine...

i want to know who built this house i am living in because it is the creakiest thing ever, even the littlest step upstairs sounds like a stampede from down here (when the neighbor's kids are over i am not completely uncertain it ISNT a stampede). as my little one is sleeping peacefully in his swing every creak sends a knot in the pit of my stomach "PLEASE dont interrupt this blissful nap". My son comes running down the stairs sounding a bit like tarzan screaming, of course, as loudly as is humanly possible, and when i shush him, "your brother is asleep" (thru gritted teeth of course) he informs me "but its carl". well im telling carl to shush too!! whew! that was a close one.....