Day 38

Sam totally caught me off guard this morning as I was getting dressed.

"Mama you fat." (giggle giggle)

"What?" "Did you just say what I thought I heard?"

"Mama faaaaaaat!"

2 year olds are mean.


But along those same lines, I've had this conversation with my daughter as well:

"Mommy, why is your belly so floppy?"

"Well, Mommy had five babies. Remember when Mommy’s belly was big like a balloon? When the baby was inside? Well, when the baby comes out, Mommy’s belly is like a balloon with no air inside, and that is why it’s floppy".

"Oh". (wide-eyed giggle)

Yes, the truth hurts, but it’s also pretty humiliating funny.


I seriously need to go on a diet.

Anyway, for today being a Sunday, it wasn't half bad.(so far anyway, it's still early afternoon) We made it to church without too much of an uproar. I didn't get to actually sit in church though. About 8 minutes into the worship time, I saw the number 207 flash across the number board at the front of the church. I pulled my parent sticker out of my pocket, and yup, sure enough, Sam's number. I made my way to the 2 year old room and found the toddler teacher trying to calm Sam down...seems he was crying so hard he was holding his breath. Needless to say, I walked around with Sam and missed the service.

I also got to have lunch with a friend--and that was really nice. It's always good to have adult conversation and only have to look at the table across from me with a bunch of kids, and be thankful they weren't mine. And on my way home from lunch, I found out I was called off from work...good and bad, but mostly good. Another friend invited me to go and try my luck at Bingo tonight. I just might!

Signing off, sounds like things are deteriorating in the 'pretty good day' department. Hubby is shrieking like a Lemur monkey at the kids...later!

Days 36 and 37

No, don't worry, nobody broke a limb or was hospitalized...I just got a little lazy yesterday and didn't feel like blogging, that's all.

Speaking of TIRED! Sweet Sam was even more tuckered out than me. (and if you click on the picture, you can see it more close up---drool on the couch, skinned knee and all)

Since I worked today, I'm not even sure how the day went here at our house. I'm pretty sure the day started with the kids running through the house whipping pillows at each other, yelling, screaming, crying, and shrieking like Howler monkeys--just like everyday.

Seriously though, hubby said the kids were not even off their rockers insane a little wild today. How does he do that? (read: why in the h-e-double-hockey-sticks are they so bad for me?) Probably by stuffing them full of sugar and promising them even more *if* they behave like almost civilized little humans. I always get the short end of the stick when it comes to the kids behaving badly I guess...hmmmmmm, maybe that's because *I* am the one to take them to doctor/dentist/haircut appointments, and he just takes them to Blockbuster and the park. Yeah, real stressful there. Sorry, I guess I'm just a tad bit jealous.

Signing off to eat my prepared from scratch gourmet meal delivered to the door pizza...then off to bed before it starts all over again tomorrow.

Day 35

Hold your hats...I really have nothing to complain about today. (shhhhh--don't tell anyone!) We had our 'normal' variety of misbehavior and such, but nothing to shake my fist at. These are rare days indeed. I could use more days like these in my week.

Eli is having a sleepover tonight--at our house--with his friend from school. They are planning to sleep out in the open air on the trampoline. We'll see how long that lasts. In fact, almost every time we've had this particular friend over, we end up sending him home early because of Eli's bad behavior--and he's even left on his own a time or two. He knows that as soon as Eli's verbal recklessness takes a turn for the worse, he needs to pack up his stuff and head for the hills. Poor kid.

Let's hope they all make it until morning.

Another short post tonight--the dinner dishes are calling my name, as is the laundry sitting wet in the washer.

Later!

Day 34

I'm going to be boring and short-winded tonight...I'm tired and cranky.( I know! Can you believe it?) Today held the 'same old same old' as far as the whining and what-not. Life as I know it I suppose :)

As long as everyone stays healthy and whole, that's all that matters.

Tomorrow is a new day...a chance to not lose anymore of my marbles...though I must say, my marbles are running low and the ones I have managed to keep are a little dull and lackluster these days.

Signing off. I'm heading to bed even though the kitchen is not completley cleaned and the laundry is not folded. Sometimes tired trumps clean. So there!

G'night!

Day 33: I'm too Old to Blog Today

The best birthday song EVER!
(sorry for the poor quality...cheap camera:)


I am officially old. Okay, maybe not old old, but 34 is cutting it kind of close, right? I felt a bit of anxiety this morning when I woke up about turning a year older, but I've since lost that, although, I think that the closer I get to 35 in this upcoming year, that anxiety will return.

Since hubby is working today, I am throwing myself a party. Complete with cake and guests other than my children. However, since I am pretty smart, it's just my closest family that's coming...they know the kids and all of their hi jinks pretty well. I'm hoping for fun and not a flipping disaster.

Hubby and I made a monumental decision today, one that requires us to retain an attorney, which we have...mixed feelings accompany our decision, however it's mostly a feeling of relief coupled with a side of guilt.

Anyway, I have to feed the kids before we get this party started...later!

Happy Birthday to ME!

Day 32: You Know Your Day is Going to Be GREAT When...

As you're putting the only bra on that still fits you, you notice the wire is sticking out of the side, stabbing you in the armpit and as you're trying to shove it back in and "Make it Work", you accidentally almost drop your hairbrush into the toilet, and then you hear your daughter call her brother a "big fat jerk" because he won't "share his marker."

It's been a day of tantrums, (REALLY??? Can you believe it?)whining, sibling rivalry and yet more tantrums. But really, if I look at the big picture of today, it wasn't that bad. I took Josh out to a school friends house to play this morning. While we were there, his mom invited Gracie to stay and play with their daughter too. I didn't even have to think twice about that! I mean seriously, are beans green? Does James Brown get down? YES! SHE! CAN! STAY!

Wonder what the other mom was thinking when I peeled out in the dirt leaving a big billowing cloud of dust behind me?

Anyway, Josh and Gracie played from 10-2 at friends house and then the mom brought them home to me--I didn't have to use $35 in gas to go and get them all of 6 minutes away! The break was REALLY nice for me. Really REALLY nice.

Signing off...seems it's close to dinner time again...suppose I'd better feed them.

Later.

Day 31: Sweltering Sunday

I had the brilliant idea last night that we'd all get up today and go to church. Seeing as we've only been to church about a handful of times in the last year, I thought it was a great idea. I did debate with myself as to where we should go to church--should we go where we've been members since 2003 or should we go back to the church we tried a few weeks ago? Not surprisingly, my fear of using up all of the gas in our van, led us to 'our' church and not the one we tried across town.

Getting there wasn't an easy feat...as soon as I breathed word to the kids that we were going, all I got was a barrage of complaints and whining. "Church is SO stupid and boring!" and "I'm not going NO MATTER what you say!" So, needless to say, getting them out the door hellish and I found myself yelling outloud wondering why we were going in the first place. When we got there though, a little of the stress melted away when the kids all went to their classes without incident. I couldn't really break out of my angry funk though, so I sat pretty smug through the whole service. Oh how mature of me. Hopefully no one noticed my scowling face.

Anyway, before we left for church this morning, the house was already starting to heat up, so I turned on the air conditioner so we'd have a nice cool house to come home to. Unfortunatley, it seems that 'Not me' (The Entity) has struck again...'Not Me' shoved a stick in between the fan blades of the a/c causing it not to be able to blow any air and the outside of the unit was red hot to the touch. Even though the temperature was set at 73*, it rose to a sweltering 81*. I managed to dislodge the stick with a butter knife, but the fan is still not spinning. 'Not Me' is going to need to get a job.

I've got a long week ahead of me...lots to do and I will be doing the hard work of turning 34 29 years old on Tuesday, so I'm signing off to get some sleep :)