200th post giveaway and Ed

This is assuming that people still read my blog besides myself. If no one does, that's cool, I'll use this card for myself! I have recently discovered iTunes, and iLove it. I don't have an iPod, and have yet to pay for anything off of iTunes. I am enjoying the podcasts of children's stories for my car rides. I know I'm about five years behind the rest of the world on this one. But I thought it would be fun to do a giveaway. I didn't do the Pay It Forward thing that was going on awhile back because I felt like if I won, I wasn't able to PIF because I was so busy. Now it's my turn. Leave me a comment and maybe tell me what your favorite song to run to it, and if you are a NONE runner, then just your favorite song. Or just say hi. You have a week- I will randomly draw a name or number or whatever next Wednesday morning and announce.
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This morning Ed woke up with no diaper on. That's bad in my book. I was feeding Jessie, and I told Ed to go find his diaper. He goes and looks for it (kind of) and says "Diaper, where arrrrrreee yoooouuuu?" Last week he chased a coyote. I forget the exact day, probably due to my traumatic stress syndrome from dealing with my boys. Last week George (the dog) starts barking. The boys go outside to see what he is barking at while I make Ryan and I lunch (the kids had just finished eating...). I let them out, unsupervised. Kacy is standing by the window and says "Mom. The boys are following George." I say "Um hmm. That's nice." while making our lunch. She says "MOM. The boys are following George into the bushes!" I go out the door and yell at them to come back. Will comes back. Ryan can hear me yelling at Ed (He's pretty far away and NOT coming back, even though he stopped long enough to look at me and smile.) Ryan says "I'll go get him" and walks after him. This in itself makes me uneasy because I RUN after Ed, and Ryan WALKS. He's much more relaxed about it than me. I forgot to mention that we can hear a coyote yipping in broad daylight. I let Ryan go get him and the dog, and when he comes back 20 minutes later, Ed is red in the face and Ryan reports that Ed would stop and cock his head to listen, and then go in the direction of the coyote noise. George ended up following Ed (good dog, sort of- he he was really great he wouldn't brought Ed home somehow). My 25 month old thinks he's Daniel Boone or something- tracking wild animals. He is completely unafraid of animals. It's a little scary. I told Ryan that he's one of those kids who could be raised by wild animals and actually survive and thrive. You know, like Tarzan, Mowgli (TheJungle Book kid)- he's mean, he's tough, and he'll eat anything. Now, if only he would magically be potty trained...