Another One Bites the Dust

When I first started writing this blog a little over a year ago, I was obsessed with it. I would think of some thing...or three, I wanted to write about and keep it as a draft until I had a chance to finish it. Many remain on my dashborad that I'll never finish but I like keeping them there. Reminders of things once thought funny or important enough to begin to put into words but yet not as important as those things that kept me from going back to complete them. As I look back through past posts, a few stood out. I still miss Tim Russert like crazy and always will. Of all my entries, that's the only one I wish I had never had to write. On a lighter note, the one about the dream I had about some local radio personalities and the one about the fishing monkeys still crack me up!! I love to write and usually the words pour out of me faster than I can type but tonight I'm just too tired. We just completed another year of Vacation Bible School and I'm BEAT!! I've already gotten everyones clothes ready for church tomorrow and am going to bed...maybe to dream of fishing monkeys!!

Laundry

I struggle with the idea of whether or not to say that I "hate" laundry. I don't like to say I hate anything but this comes pretty close. I've been doing laundry all morning and it became obvious to me that this is really a serious hot button for me. Reflection ensued. First of all, let me say that there's nothing like being sick for a week to make one realize how important daily laundry maintenance is to the runnings of a household. It was actually all clean thanks to my husband but none of it was put away. Then, somehow, with soccer and other things that I can't seem to recall, I got behind again. If someone were to come to my front door right now, they would see a crazy mish-mash of everything from boxers to sweatshirts...all sorted...laying in my foyer where I tossed them over the bannister. Why are they still in the foyer? Because I don't want to move them and it's just as easy to step over the piles there as it is in the kitchen which is by the laundry room which should be large enough to keep the laundry I have to do today but isn't. This brings me to my hugest gripe: The laundry room is on the first floor of our two story house. This is proof positive that our builder was a man. How would he like it if I built his house and didn't put a toilet within earshot of the TV??? The other thing that gets me about our particular laundry situation is that every pair of pants and underwear and every sock and shirt worn by my husband and children is wrong-side out. My OCD/ADD will not allow me to wash anything wrong-side out. It's just not possible and I'm pretty sure that if a scientist looked at my DNA, they'd see some obscure laundry gene restricting my ability to do so. And then there's the pocket checking. This is currently limited to my husband but will soon spread like a virus to my three boys. If I were pulling out folding money I wouldn't mind, but I'm instead finding change, pennys and nickles mostly, and enough reciepts to kill a small tree. Another laundry issue that will bring a tear to my eye is finding something mixed in with the dirty clothes that I know for a fact is CLEAN!! But it's been in with the dirty stuff therefore must be washed anyway. Again.

As greatful as I am to have nice clothes for my family and a washer and dryer to keep them clean, I know I shouldn't complain. It's just time I wish I could spend with my kids. Come to think of it, they're old enough to put their own stuff away. That way, we can have the laundry done and be together at the same time. Something tells me they won't see it the same way!!

First Thursday 13 for 2009

13 Things I hope to do this year that I meant to do last year...



1. Touch up the paint on the black end table in the playroom.
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2. Paint and recover the seat for the chair in my office
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3. Replace the coconut liners in my hanging baskets
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4. Watch Passion of the Christ...nope...never saw it.
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5. Organize all of my scrapbook paper.
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6. Move my quiet time reading my Bible from night to morning.
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7. Put all of my old pictures on discs.
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8. Make a window treatment for the window in the two story foyer.
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9. Sort through all of the many tubs in the basement and consolodate/purge.
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10. Spend more time with my friends.
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11. Start doing pilates again.
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12. Get contacts.
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13. Take the kids to the planetarium and Fernbank.

Wish me luck!!

Tag...I'm It : )

Eisha tagged me and since I don't know what to do, I'll just make up my own rules which is how I like to roll anyway...

This is a story about when our last baby was born with a little back story:

I never thought I'd have more than two kids and that had really always been the plan...even before I got married. I knew I wanted more than one because I was a very lonely, only child, painfully shy as a result and didn't want to do that to my child. But three wasn't even on my radar. I took Clomid with the first two boys and my OB said that I would probably never get pregnant again without it so, after they were born, we decided that I would not go back on the pill but I wasn't going to take Comid again either. What the OB failed to tell me was that it increases the chance for twins and I'm hear to tell you that if I had ever had twins, I'd have packed my bags the minute I found out and moved right back in with my mother. It's obviously a non-issue so we'll move on. We figured we'd take our chances and if it was the Lord's will that we have another baby, then we would. I was, after all, very happy and fulfilled. Some would disagree due to my inability to control my emotions when I saw a pregnant friend. Pregnant strangers didn't phase me but let one of my friends get pregnant or have a baby and I was a blubbering mess...in a good way. So, a year or three went by and the occasional conversation took place between me and either hubby or my oldest about if mommy should have another baby. Then the conversations turned into a decision for me to make, so...I had talked to them but I had never taken it to the Lord in prayer. Sitting on the side of my bed one day, I just said it out loud: "Lord, I think I want to have another baby and if it's Your will, then let it happen". That was it, word for word. Short and sweet. I figured that would be the end of it because I was already 41 years old and had about an egg and a half left so the chances were pretty slim. I stood up and went on with my day. A couple months later, I was walking down the stairs and suddenly had to pee for like the third time that morning but this particular time had a certain familiarity about it. I actually said outloud, " I haven't had to pee like this since the last time I was pregnant", haha. (And all of this happened in a matter of about 5 seconds) Well, I stopped dead in my tracks on the 4th step, and since the cat's out of the bag that I talk to my self out loud, a lot, I whispered "noooooooooo". I stood there for a second and turned around and ran back up the steps and into my bathroom, grabbed an old EPT out of my vanity that had been there for about 3 and a half years and headed for the potty. Hubby was in the basement and there was no doubt...I saw two lines. I yelled for him like the house was on fire. He came running and there was no "I have something to tell you" or "I've got great news". I stuck that stick right in front of his face and yelled OH MY GOD!!! I don't even think he said anything. He just ran out the door to CVS to get another test. I personally think the 2-pack was overkill but I obliged. (This is turning out to be longer than I had planned but I'm too far in to stop now...)

So, I called my OB and they couldn't see me for 2 days so I went to the health department. I thought I was going through menopause and didn't want to get my hopes up. Nope, you're pregnant!! I went home and put on maternity pants.

Thirteen weeks later, I went for my 16 week ultrasound and was asked if I wanted to know if we were having a girl or boy. Well, yeah!! Ooooooh, you mean right now??? But, my husband...I wasn't supposed to find out til...I can't wait 4 more...and he's not...I told him he didn't have to.....but I thought that...what do I do.....what do I do....ok, tell me. It's a boy!! I had had my other two at this same practice so they knew my family and history and everybody was so excited that we were having another boy. Except me. I had psyched myself up so much to be prepared if they told me it was a girl that I was disappointed when they said it wasn't. I faked excitement til I got to the car and broke down into tears. I called my best friend who also has three boys and she talked me through it and I was over it by the time I got home. So, now we come to the point of my story which is going to be much shorter than the supposed "short" back story. The time for delivery had come and although my last delivery was a c-section due to the cord being around his neck, I was able to have a V-BAC, aka: vaginal birth after cesarian. YAY!!! (First let me say that my older boys are blonde like my husband so all my boys should be) So, at 9:40 that night I started pushing and about 15 minutes and 10 pushes later, when the head popped out, my mid-wife says "This one has dark hair like you".

Well, I just about had a panic attack right there. (I thought that meant it was a girl) I tried to sit up and said "WHAT???" But all my boys have blonde hair. They said it was a boy!! All I could think was that if it's not a boy, you just better slide it right back in til it's done cause I ain't havin' a girl!!!

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Two minutes later...

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Well, what do you know. A dark haired little boy. And he looks just like me. Our little gift from God. What a blessing to know that the Lord knows us better than we know ourselves and when the time was right, He opened my heart to the idea of another baby and when I took it to Him and asked that His will be done, He blessed me with the greatest blessing of them all. And now we are 5.

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Jenny Hodges, Kim Jarrett, Rebekah Gregg and Penny Nordin...YOU'RE IT!! Give us a little insite as to who you are and don't forget the pictures!!

3,2,1...HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

Another year, come and gone. Why is it that as we get older, time goes by so much more quickly? More commitments to eat away at our time, I suppose. The days just click by, one after another and before you know it, we're sending our kids off to college and drawing our social security. When I was pregnant the first time in 2001 (about 3 months so I hadn't even found out if I was having a boy or girl yet) it was August and the back to school ads were running on TV. My husband came in and I was sobbing in front of the television so when asked why, I said that because "before we know it, our baby will be going to school...boohoohoo". Now, when I cry...I cry like Lucy, so this was a big deal to me and it really kind of freaked him out. My baby was, in my head at least, already wearing a back pack at the imaginary bus stop, barely giving a half wave as he or she drove away starting his or her new life with all of his or her new friends. I also craved the smell of lawn mower tires at Sears so I guess comparatively speaking, it wasn't that odd and will chalk it up to hormones. Yet, here I sit, with my not so little one in first grade and although the scenario wasn't quite as grim as I had envisioned it, I can still taste the tears. Two babies followed and try as I might not to look too far ahead, it's hard not to notice how quickly time passes and how things change, often unnoticed. My resolutions of years past have been frivolous and even non-existant, but this year I feel a sense of urgency. A need to remember, to notice. To live in the moment. My greatest desire in this earthly life is to enjoy, nurture and experience my greatest blessing: my family. And as I have a first grader looking over my shoulder, it's time to go because he wants to cuddle with his mommy. Enjoy them while you can, they say. So I intend to do just that. Happy New Year!! Here's to you enjoying what you have been blessed with, whatever or whomever that may be.

The fat lady sings at 9am

If I only had a nickle for every time I heard myself say, "Christmas is over people...TAKE DOWN THE DECORATIONS!!!" I guess I should mention though that I usually start saying that on the 26th and I always say it out loud. I can't help it!! If it were up to me, there would be no tree in my den right now and it's still officially Christmas day...or, night. But, in keeping with tradition, one of the first (and I mean very first) things I'll do in the morning is take down the tree, drag that sucker out back and remove any signs of Christmas from the house. I consider it my little birthday gift to myself. The only thing that will stay up is the rediculously huge blow up Santa in the yard so he can dry out before going back in the box and on the shelf in the garage. Now, any that stumble onto this that don't know me might think that I don't like Chrsitmas. Oh, but no!! I'm totally in LOVE with Christmas!! But when it's over...it's OVER!! I know some people leave their trees up til after the new year...some crazy nonsense about it being good luck...but I just don't get it. Snowman are ok because they're winter type folk people...whatever... but Santa's, Christmas lights and (please forgive me Jesus) manger scenes have gotta go!! I've tried to assess the reason behind my tree issues but come up empty every time. I guess it just boils down to not liking a tree with nothing under it. It's there to put presents under and when there are no more, then what's the point??? The annual trip to the tree farm is a big deal for our family (except this year as stated in the most recent 13) and the decorating is one of my favorite traditions. But let that last present be removed from underneath and I'm ready to toss it in the chipper. Well, that said, how bout another slideshow??? Just turn the music back up in case you got tired of listening to the same sont over and over.

Merry Christmas everybody and Happy Birthday Jesus. Thank You for grace, mercy and the opportunity to know and love You.

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ps...The cedar tree being cut down in the pictures is one we found in the woods at Nana and Papa's when we went to visit. They have an artificial tree and I thought it would be a better memory for the kids if we drove up into the woods on the golf cart and cut one down instead of getting there and there being a fake one already up. It was a charlie brown tree but the boys and I made every ornament on it. It was probably one of the most special trees we've ever had. I've got to start keping tissues on my desk.

Thursday 13 : Christmas Edition

13 Things we did this Chrsitmas Season...

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Baked batch after batch of cookies and only burnt two.

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Made some of the coolest popsicle stick and glitter decorations ever!!

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Chose a Christmas Angel off the tree at B's school

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Lost a frozen lasagna in the car and found it under the stroller two days later.

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Explained to the boys why one of the four Santa's we saw had a fake beard.

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Spent two hours at Bass Pro Shops...Thanks for the tip J.O'C!!

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Made bubble bath for a friend and didn't give it because it stuuuuuuunk!!

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Bought stuff to make Christmas cards and didn't do it for the second year in a row.

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Said " CRAP !! " about 37,000 times.

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Bought a tree from a tree lot. Don't ask.

Ok, it was already Dec. 6th and we still didn't have a tree like we usually do as of Thanksgiving weekend...KB had to work and I had all three kids and wasn't gonna lay on the ground in cloudy, very windy, 30* weather to cut down a tree and then hang a baby on my hip while I dragged it back to the hayride wagon. Buying a pre-cut tree goes against everything I believe in and hear me when I say...It will NOT happen again next year. Whew, I feel better now!!

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Did not go to a single mall.

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Made us into elves at elfyourself.com

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Watched (against my better judgement) Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer.

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Made a breakfast cassarole for the first time.

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Took the boys for a ride in the woods on Papa's golf cart.

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Got rained on at Back to Bethlehem and was glad I got to go home and didn't have to stay and walk around with a sheep on a leash.

Famous People

I was just reading John Mayers Blog. You know. The cute, curly haired kid that sings and dates that famous girl. I really enjoyed it and it also brings me to my point: Why do we care? I used to care. I don't really know why. Probably because I was living is Craphole, Alabama and loved the idea of something more glamorous than riding around with my friends and a 6-pack. But, now I've grown up, said bye-bye to Craphole and hello to big city. I traded the 6-pack for Aquafina and twenty years, a husband and three kids later, I finally figured out that there's no difference between me and aforementioned famous girl. Well, I can't fit into her jeans but I can live with that. It's all relevant. At the end of the day, the "famous" people are just people that probably make a little more money and know other "famous" people but, they still get sick, fight with their family, have dogs that die and cry at sad movies. They fall in and out of love, go to church (some/not enough of them) and many don't eat their vegetables like they should. They have hobbies, savings accounts and complained about gas when it was crazy expensive. Bad sushi does the same thing to them as it does to me so we'll just leave that one alone.

So, now when I see one of the gossip magazines spouting this and that I just shake my head and remember that there are still enough people that do care to keep those aweful magazines in buisness. Too bad, too. All the "famous" people want to do is act, make music, make us laugh and maybe sing a little. And I'll also bet that on some days, there are one or two of them that would trade where they are for Craphole, a friend and a 6-pack. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

Do I look Omish to you???

Few would argue that Jesus really is THE reason for the season. And the boys are well aware of the importance of said reason and also the importance of giving. But, for the older two, at 4 and 6, receiving is a dangerously close third. Sure I was smart and got the Wii back in the summer and had the restraint to leave it in the box in the pillow case on my closet shelf but I was at Wal-Mart at 7:00 this morning to buy Bakugan balls that I've been trying to get my hands on since August. I was about two visits away from a restraining order from the lady in the toy department when I decided that maybe calling was a better/safer alternative. That said, I was there at 7 because I called at 9 the night before to see if they were coming in and was told to call back inthe morning. I called at 6. Once I found out that they had a "few" I was out the door....not to the one by MY house but the one in the next town. The way they've been flying off the shelves, I was ready. Coffee in hand with a pretty good caffine buzz pushing me toward the toy department and I didn't even have my purse. I had my credit card in my back pocket, my keys nerveously twisting on my finger and was ready to go hand to hand with any crazy, buggy pushing moms I came up against. I had psyched myself up and convinced myself that I'd take on anybody that wasn't either pregnant or holding a baby but anybody else was fair game. Ok, maybe not old people, but anybody else!! And for once in my life there wasn't a kid strapped in the front of my cart to slow me down. I was determined, if necessary, to crawl on my hands and knees to get to the front of the pack and take somebody down to get what I wanted for my little boy!! I had visions of women wresteling on the floor like those crazy girls fighting over the last discount wedding dress in Feiline's basement. I passed the greeting cards, the linens, I was getting closer...I saw the bikes hanging from that big tall rack thing..."I wonder how many people will be gathered in the aisle???" I felt my heart begin to race...My steps were quick and I think I was even talking to myself...Then I rounded the corner, saw the Bakugan sign hanging in the aisle and spotted what I had been waiting for...Throngs of angry moms? Noooo...Two guys talking about football. I gotta tell ya...I was a little disappointed. No pushing or arguing about who had what first. No tugging back and forth over the last pack and shouting why one deserved it more than the other. Nothing. Just deciding which of the boys gets which colors. But wait...there was some excitement after all.....I bought a farm puzzle for the baby. Merry Christmas!!

I miss scrapbooking. I still make albums for other people and can do a whole book in less than a week since I don't have the emotional attachment totheir pictures but it's not the same as doing my own pages. And Lord knows I love it but I just can't be one of those 8-11 pm girls that revels in her quiet time after the kids are down for the night. When my kids go to bed I'm not far behind. I guess I'm more of what you'd call an ADD scrapper. Yes, ADD as in A.D.D. About two or three times a year, I'll go into my office and spend the day and crank out as many layouts as I can....ususally about 3 or 4. Oh, to be one of those people that uses their circle cutter on all their pictures and puts them on white paper and then peels off stickers to spell out their title...drawing some lines on the paper to journal right on the page. I am not THAT person. That person is caught up. I am NOT that person. That person can go to a weekend crop and do 28 layouts. I AM NOT THAT PERSON...oh, but how I wish I were. Or, do I??? Anyway, on my ADD scrapping days, Hubby watches the kids and I only come out if I hear glass breaking or a siren. Why only 2 or 3 times a year? My office looks out into the back yard and it has to be nice enough to play outside on these days (it's always nice in Atlanta) and also because I keep having babies and always seem to have a 2 year old. And as much as I would like to say my office is baby proof...it ain't!! Not even close. Right now, it's not even mommy proof. In fact, fire hazzard is more like it. In the past year or so, I've become less of a "Scrapbooker" and more of a Scrapbook Supply Collector. I have a problem that there is no 12 step program for. Hello, My name is Christi and I'm a paperholic. Anyone with 2000 pieces of patterned paper either needs therapy or a retail space. Now, our basement is awesome. Not that big, but that's the beauty of it. I have my space, hubby has his office where he works from home and there is a playroom for the kids. There is a wart on this swan though and that is that since it is small, there are no walls (interior, silly) and the space is divided up and defined with furniture. My space is in an alcove so I just need a back wall which is made up of a large ikea cabinet which I use for storage, next to the back of the armoire that faces the playroom and a bookshelf on the end that offers more storage for me. I'm quite happy with what we've done but I still yearn for the traditional craft room...Pottery Barn style. It's a want, not a need and as life goes on, wants seem less important. For me anyway. I'll get there one day but for now, I'll enjoy my ADD days when I can and enjoy my time with my almost 2 year old because he will be our last. But, now that the time has changed and we're spending more time inside in the evenings, I hope to get things back in order. In my little pea brain, it'll go something like this: I'll come home from church this weekend, pre-plan the meals for the week and put hubby in charge of dinner and bath time. Since it's Thanksgiving, there is no school, Wednesday night activities at church or basketball parctice, I'll have every night free to baracade myself in my office and knock it out!! A little soft music on the radio and stream in an interesting talk radio show on my laptop and hear grown up people say words. Ahhhhh. The baby can go down at 7 as usual and the other boys can stay up. I'm suddenly aware of the fact that I'm going to have what I need most of all this next week.....TIME!! It's what I ask for for Christmas every year!! (Yet oddly never seem to get) I realized the other day as I waved at my neighbor, I pass her house 58 times a week. Not 5 to 8...FIFTY EIGHT!!! That's just carpool (two kids are in two different schools at two different times), church and basketball and doesn't even count grocery shopping, doctors appointments and other errands. So, in a couple of weeks, maybe things will be different. I'll either be organized and have things in order or I'll just start keeping my stuff in my car. It's where I am most of the time anyway!!

This Thursday 13 is Totally Random

I won't drink milk out of plastic cups even though it comes in a plastic jug.

I know where Alton Brown lives.

Red is my favorite color but if I were a crayon, I'd be Yellow.

I've killed a deer.....with a gun, not my car.

I used to work for Lancome.

I once listened to the same song over and over for 3 hours.

I've been to the David Letterman Show.

I nursed my three boys for a total of 31 months and the girls are still lookin' pretty good.

The first thing I do when I come downstairs in the morning is turn on the radio to 107.5 WJZZ.

I was on top of the South Tower of the World Trade Center 5 days before it fell.

I know Steve McCoys real name.

I can drive a tractor and a fork lift.

I've participated in defensive driving excercises for Alabama State Troopers.

Ahhhhh, Fall.

Occasionally, Niblet and I will drive through the grounds of the outdoor Y and look for deer early in the morning on our way to take him to school. On one particular day, I spied with my little eye, a fence at the end of a road blocking access to the wooded area behind and further up the drive was another tree that was a brilliant, firey red. Sooooo, being the frustrated wanna-be photog that I am, I filed it away for a few days until the leaves had peaked their fall color and I forced my kids to put on the appropriate colors for our upcoming photo shoot. My boys are great about letting me take pictures of them but this was the first time I had actually dragged them to a different location. By the way, I wasn't totally happy with Niblet's blue sweater but we pick our battles, don't we??? So, here is yet another slideshow of my kids. If you turned down the annoying song that plays over and OVER again (only option) then turn it back up b/c the pics are better with music. If the slideshow is over, click the X to start it again and the other X to take away the review bar...it's totally worth it becasue my kids are just that stinkin' cute.

Happy Halloween...a week late!!

I've been meaning to post Halloween pictures since Halloween night and never could seem too get to it, so...here they are. B. was a Rescue Fireman, Niblet was Superman since he had already been Spiderman and Batman and NayNay was a Lion. He wouldn't let me paint his face like he did last year so I was a little disappointed but he still had a blast. We tried to pull him aorund in the wagon but he wanted to walk. Somehow, I ended up pulling the big kids and they were so cute cuddled up in the blankets. Oh, they're just growing up way too, too fast.

Tick Tock

Well, I saw the first Christmas comemrcial on TV the other day and I have to admit...I was absolutely giddy!!! (We've already started playing Christmas music in the car!!) And , not only do I absoluteley LOVE Christmas, I love the whole Holiday season, which for me, starts October 1st and runs to the end of the year. Without fail, we decorate the collums on the front of the house with cornstalks, pumpkins and mums, a couple of halloween things, then November 1st, the Halloween things disappear to be replaced by more Fall things. One of our newer traditions is to make a Thanksgiving Tree for the front door (even though there are quite a few Christmas things already up inside). The trunk is wrinkled and shaded brown paper decoreated with colorful leaves where each of us (on our own color) name things we're thankful for. Candy always makes the list!! I think I'll do this with the kids in my Sunday School class this year.

Then the day after Thanksgiving we put out our huge, tacky blow up Santa and make the annual trip to the tree farm to cut down the perfect Christmas Tree and take the hayride to the pond for cocoa and roasting marshmallows. Sigh...So, now that we're into November, it occurs that not only will Christmas be here before we know it...it'll be over. The plan??? To relish every moment and squeeze as much holiday fun into each and every day as we can. Starting tomorrow. Who knew having a bunch of kids was going to be so hectic??? Ho Ho Ho ! ! !

shhhhh.....it's the thursday 13

13 THINGS I NEED TO BE DOING BESIDES THIS!!!

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EMPTYING THE DISHWASHER
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LOADING THE DISHWASHER
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WASHING THE NEVERENDING PILE OF CLOTHES
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PUTTING AWAY THE CLOTHES I WASHED YESTERDAY
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SWEEPING THE KITCHEN
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BAKING CUPCAKES FOR W's CLASS TOMORROW
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MAKING FIRE HOSE FOR FIREMAN COSTUME
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MAKING LION COSTUME FOR THE BABY
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READING MY BIBLE
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EMPTYING MY CAMERA TO MAKE ROOM FOR TOMORROWS COSTUME PARADE
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LOOKING FOR 3 THINGS FOR THE KIDS TO COLLECT CANDY IN
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ORGANIZING THE PANTRY
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TAKING 3 ADVIL

I'll be glad when Halloween finally gets here so we can ENJOY it and preparing for it will finally be over. Happy Pumpkin Day everybody!!

I do love my kids...REALLY I DO!!!

A friend/blogging buddy that shall remain nameless and I were talking tonight about what we blog about. More to the point, what we DON'T blog about. I, personally, don't blog about my kids very often. Why? Well, I don't really know. I guess it's because I'm with them almost all of the time and I'm a little saturated with the goings on of our family. I love them...all of them...and I do talk about them all of the time to friends and family but don't feel the need to write about them. Upon further introspection I came to the conclusion that there's just too much to say and I wouldn't know when to stop. I mean, do you really want to know the day to day ins and outs of daily victories such as convincing Ben he doesn't need to wear his Superman costume to go feed the ducks or the defeat of my not being able to go on his class trip to the Pumpkin Patch??? I ate lunch with Will at his school last week but his teacher said parents couldn't stay for the Bus Safety puppet show. Nathan is hitting every milestone and is perfect in every way except isn't talking so the pedciatritian says he needs to be referred out if he doesn't start by 18 months. Kelly has had a couple of great interviews but hasn't been led to the perfect job yet. We know it exists because the Lord leads our steps and will open the perfect door in His perfect timing. So, there ya go. Besides, other than the aforementioned nameless friend, who knows who even really even reads this thing anyway, so who cares??? Well, I guess it's settled then. I'll write about the kids occasionally but more often than not it'll be more nonsense about how I love to make lists and won't go into flea markets because of the musty smell. How I won't be in the choir at church because I cry too much during the music and that I dream in Technicolor and in crazy vivid detail. And I certainly need to share my handy household tips that I've written up for an upcoming Thursday 13!! Every post is a cobweb cleared in the dusty attic that is my overloaded and cluttered brain so here's to you, nameless friend. Get out your dustpan...this could get messy!!

Thursday 13 @ 8pm, 7 Central

Things I like to watch on TV...

New Adventures of Old Christine
Cities of the Underworld
Good Eats
How'd They Make That
NOVA
Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
Deadliest Catch
Weather on the 8's
Everyday Italian
The occasional Infomercial
The Today Show with Hoda and Kathie Lee
How I Met Your Mother
Man vs Wild

This Thursday 13 is useless!!

Sometimes I wish I could run a defrag on my brain. I've got so much random crap in there that it's rediculous. Here's what I mean...

<-> There are no snakes in Ireland (except at the zoo)

<-> Jay Leno's wife, Mavis, was on a committee that was nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize.


<-> Eating too many apple seeds can kill you (ok, maybe not totally useless).

<-> Most bats are born in June.


<-> Prince Charles and Prince William can never fly on the same plane.


<-> Men's Sport Coats have buttons on the sleeves so back in the day Roman soldiers wouldn't wipe their noses on them...nice.


<-> There are no clocks in casinos.


<-> The man operating the Robot in "Lost in Space" was not the same guy that was the voice of the Robot. Danger, Danger Will Robinson!!


<-> Buddy Ebson (Jed Clampett) was supposed to be the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz but was allergic to the silver paint.


<-> Shaggy's first name is Norville.


<-> Your height is roughly equal to the furthest distance from middle fingertip to middle fingertip when arms are held out to the sides.


<-> The more sugar wine has in it, the less alcohol it has.


<-> Whole milk only has about 3 and a half % milk fat.

This could easily have turned into the Thursday 33.

You might hate this Thursday 13 because.....

I really hate it when...

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I go outside in the morning and walk face first into a spider web.

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I get kicked off AOL. I don't know who the Remote Host is but he hates me.

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Kids think they have to make bad choices to be cool and/or accepted.

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I turn on the radio to listen to Handel on the Law (Saturdays 12-3 AM 750) and instead, Captain Herb's NASCAR show is on.

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People get hurt trying to help other people.

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I sneeze while my mascara is still wet.

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My six year old comes home and asks me about things he heard at school that aren't

age appropriate.

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The tab on a diaper breaks.

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Hollywood puts aweful words in PG-13 movies that aren't posted in the review and you're trying to watch it with your friends...AWKWARD!!

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I load the dishwasher and put the soap in and the next morning realize that I forgot to turn it on.

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I want to watch Grey's Anatomy and The Office but they're on at the same time.

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I try to floss and when I pull the string, there's only 2" left.

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And one of the things I hate the most is .....

When Elizabeth on the View, WON'T SHUUUUUUT UUUUUUUP!!!!

Is Paul Mitchell trying to kill me???

Well if he doesn't, my shower curtain will.

Back in 2001 when I was pregnant with B., I had my first realization of what certain things can, and do, do to your body. I didn't color my hair or use nail polish during any of my pregnancies. And I'm not one to believe everything I read but lately I've started to make sense of it all. Our bodies are like sponges and everything we put onto them soaks in, not to mention all the things we breathe. (ie. fumes from vinyl shower curtains) Now, I'm not gonna go ripping out my cabinets because they're made with formaldehyde (<--had to spell check that one!!) but I am going to make smarter choices and not replace my counter tops with granite because they can emit radon or buy sippy cups made with BPA. We've replaced scurvy and the plague with cancer and, well, more cancer for heaven's sake.....why continue to make those choices that'll tip that unstable scale in the wrong direction??? I may be lazy about a lot of things but this is too easy NOT to do. That said, we've made more than a few changes at our house. Ok, I made the changes and the rest of the family just lives with it. So, what have we done, you ask??? Sodium Laureth is the foaming agent in shampoos and toothpaste and is linked to cancer. And did you know it's also used in garage floor cleaners, engine degreasers and car wash soaps??? Bert's Bees doesn't have it so we've switched to their shampoo, conditioner, kids shampoo/wash and even their baby bee diaper ointment which also works on the baby's eczema. (Yes, Bert's Bees products are a little more expensive but the ones I've used are at least 96+% natural and the shampoo is more concentrated anyway so it lasts longer than a cheap bottle of the same size. Besides, if you're using 88 cent shampoo, you'll have 88 cent hair. Live a little why don'tcha?) There are several natural tooth pastes that don't have the Sodium Laureth either and that's on the to-do list. The FDA doesn't regulate fragrances used in products and there are many things hidden there that we're not aware of. Anti-Persperant has aluminum in it. ALUMINUM!! If I wanted aluminum in my arm pits, I'd stick a piece of tin foil under there!! Baby Powder (which is really 100% corn starch) is my alternative. (Ok, so I still sneak a swipe of my Dove on those hot, humid days) We also don't use anything with aspartame...don't EVEN get me started on people that give their kids Diet Coke!! (Or soda of ANY kind, actually) And with the birth of our newest little one came the change to buying more and more organic food which was really important since I've always made all of my own baby food. It is a little more but not that much. For the price of a delivered pizza and a 2 liter soda, we cover the cost of buying organic stuff for a month. How can you possibly argue with that? And why in the world would I want to give my kids meat that has antibiotics in it??? I KNOW...These poisons are very, very minimal but over time, they build up and trigger things I don't even want to think about. Like it says in the bible...you have to have more than just faith. I pray God's protection over my children every day but he left them in my care and it's my job to be a good steward of that responsibility. Like I'm gonna to go to Publix and look at my baby in the buggy and say "Well, honey, the organic sliced carrots are 30 cents more...sorry. But we went to Taco Bell Yesterday!!!"

It's all about choices, that's all I'm saying.

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UPDATE:

Thursday, October 9: On a trip to Trader Joes today, I was able to check the above mentioned TOOTHPASTE off of my to-do list.

Philippians 2:1-18 NIV

Why I do the things I do : To give God the glory!!

If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from His love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.
Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made Himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself and became obedient to death— even death on a cross! Therefore God exalted Him to the highest place and gave Him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence, but now much more in my absence—continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling for it is God who works in you to will and to act according to his good purpose.
Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life—in order that I may boast on the day of Christ that I did not run or labor for nothing. But even if I am being poured out like a drink offering on the sacrifice and service coming from your faith, I am glad and rejoice with all of you. So you too should be glad and rejoice with me.

Thursday 13 things I can never remember

The difference between "A"ffect and "E"ffect
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Whether we'll be going into Daylight Savings time or out of it
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Which way my ceiling fan is supposed to spin in the summer/winter
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The password to our online bank account
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The name of almost everybody I've met less than 5 times
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The number of the room where I teach Cubbies
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To take my grocery list INTO the grocery store
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To pick the right movie I want from Netflix before they're mailed
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Our fax number
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To use the raincheck for the carwash before it expires
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How to spell completely. I have to spellcheck EVERY time!!
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What night Big Bang Theory comes on
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To give away the free baby formula that came in the mail... 6 MONTHS AGO!!

Whatta weekend!!

Friday night we had our Sunday School care group's ladies night out at my house. There were 6 of us and it was great to have a chance to have a little girl time without the kids. Saturday morning we were out the door early to go to American Adventure's for Harrison's birthday party. Mari and Richard win the prize for most awesome birthday party EVER!! We had as much fun as the kids...I can't remember the last time I rode go-karts!! It's a good thing we found a gastation that wasn't out of gas or we wouldn't have had enough to get to church this morning) Then this afternoon after chrch, we went to a Bowling party for Dawson who is in B's class. I was so proud that B got the only strike of the party!!! Then a quick stop at the grocery store, get the kids fed and down for the night and I'm off for the sesion premier of Desperate Housewives. Oh My Gosh...It's 9:00 right now!! See ya

Thursday 13 things I did this week...

Painted my kitchen and half bath...not quite finished
Watched three movies just for me
Welcomed my family home (K, W and B) from the beach
Painted my nails
Tried to sell our sleeper sofa on Craig's List...no luck.
Forgot a conference with W's teacher
Took W and B to the dentist
Took my beloved laptop to the doctor and all is well
Took the boys for ice cream
Waited in line for gas
Finalized plans for girls night out at my house
Ate dinner with Todd and Annsley
Returned a casserole dish to my neighbor

Wow...what an exciting week!!

I give up

I don't know what's going on with my blog. I changed the background but it didn't do right and now it won't let me change it back to a mina-whatever template so I can change it back to the background I want.I mean, I like this template I just want to tweek it and it won't let me. And my colors on different things are all screwey. I don't like being at the mercy of my laptop so as I said to Bridgette in an e-mail just moments ago...I give up. I'm going to Home Depot to buy paint.

post script....Well, it's been a day and it's grown on me and I think I love it just the way it is!! You know what they say about the small stuff.

Simple Pleasures for this Thursday 13

1. A long nap on a rainy day
2. My standing Wednesday night dinner date with Annsley and Todd Martin
3. Early morning cuddles with the boys
4. Reading with the kids
5. The way certain songs move me
6. Quick Trip coffee
7. Hobby Lobby, Hobby Lobby, Hobby Lobby!!!
8. A bath and a magazine
9. Scrapbooking
1o. The first signs of Fall
11. Smelling candles at the store with the kids
12. Walking through furniture stores
13. Day trips with the whole family

Click on X on top right of slideshow to reveal pictures.

Move over Oprah...It's my THURSDAY 13

These are 13 of MY favorite things. (I snitched the idea from Hollie Hixon's blog...Thanks Hollie!!) Ok, so maybe there aren't throngs of dressed to impress women falling all over themselves at the prospect of having lavish gifts thrust upon them but these are the things that make my life easier and yes, even make me a little happy.

1. Bert's Bees : I've switched to their shampoo and conditioner for me, Baby Bee Shampoo and Body Wash for the kids and Baby Bee Diaper ointment for NayNay. It all smells awesome and is usually at least 98% natural. KB doesn't have much hair so he just uses Suave. HaHa.

2. Palmers Cocoa Butter Stick: It's jumbo sized and I use it for my unfortunate chapstick addiction...it lasts forever!! It's by the palmers lotion at CVS but by the ethnic hair care products at Wal-Mart. I no longer feel the need to explain to the black girls why I buy it. This would also be my #1 pic for what to have if stranded on a desert island. I can brush my teeth with a stick.

3. Reynolds HandiVac System : I started using it because I made my own baby food and would freeze it. Now I use it for cheese or anything I put in the freezer. Since there's no air in the bag, you don't get those frosty ice crystals on your fishsticks.

4. Over the Door Ironing Board : I love to iron and although I don't choose to spend my Saturday nights pressing khaki's, having an ironing board that just flips down at the press of a button is awesome. The best part is not having that nails on a chalkboard noise it makes when you put it up and down. <-- Too tired to redo the sentance so it doesn't end in a preposition...sorry!!

5. The Writers Strike: Ok, so it's not an actual "thing" thing but, because of it, I re-discovered the Discover and History channels. If you've never seen Mike Rowe do his thing or a watched a show on the Roman Aqueducts, you don't know what you're missing. It also made me re-evaluate all of the mindless time I was spending watching...crap. Now if I watch crap, it's because Mile Rowe is standing in it. Ewww. Sorry!!

6. Reusable Grocery Bags: I bought the green ones at Publix and am very proud of myself for sticking with it. I always saved my plastic grocery bags to recycle them (you have to take them back to the store along with your styrophoam, styrofoam, stirophome...whatever....egg cartons) After I unpack my groceries I hang them on the front doorknob so I'll remember to take them to the car the next time I go out. I actually had a friend ask me the other day if I used my Publix bags at Target. Well, YES!! Like they're not gonna bag my stuff if they say Publix on them???

6. My New 65 Gallon Recycling Can: Since we're on the topic of recycling...they delivered my new bin last week..YAY!!. It's like the regular Waste Mgmt. trash can on wheels but a touch smaller. Recycling (much to KB's dismay) is more of an obsession than anything and when it rolled off the truck, the heavens parted and angels sang. We had been using 2 of the regular laundry basket sized ones and they just weren't big enough and stuff blew out and it was just a mess. Now, I just take the paper grocery sack that I keep in my pantry out and put the whole thing in instead of having to unpack it and poke things in where they would fit. This might actually be one if my top 3!! Ok, it's #2.

7. AOL : Sure, it's free now but I even stuck with it all those years that we had to pay $9.99 a month. It's pretty (not blah and utilitarian like Yahoo or Hotmail), it's very user friendly and best of all, I knew the minute they released the information that Julia Child was a spy and they thought they found BigFoot.

8. The Internet : Al Gore is a genius!! We don't even own a phonebook and I can find out in less than 30 seconds what Rolly Pollys eat. (B. rocked show and tell that day!!!) There's just practically nothing I can't find out in literally a matter of seconds. Oh, and just in case you're wondering, it's decaying leaves. Save yourself a Google : )

9. My Cell Phone: I've got 103 names/numbers in it and my plan offers 3000 minutes a month. This is why I talk to my daddy in Alabama sometimes three times a day. (We're both in the car a lot) But I have a regional free long distance calling plan so unless you live in Alabama, Georgia, Tennessee, Florida, South Carolina, Mississippi or parts of Kentucky, you gotta call me. And this brings me to a related topic...

10. 800-GOOG 411 : Free Directory Assistance from Google. Now, 800-free411 is also free and you can get Government, Residential and Business numbers, but you have to listen to an ad. I don't need term life insurance or want a deal on a trip to the Bahama's. I do use it if I need a residential number but most of the time I use the GOOG411 which is for business numbers only. It's because of #'s 9 and 10 that I know where the two cargo planes that fly over my house every day are going...and why.

11. Spell Check : See #6

12. Electrasol Power Ball Tabs: These things are awesome!! I used to use the liquid Cascade because I don't like the clumpy powder but I got a sample in the mail and was hooked. It's actually cheaper than the other and my dishes are cleaner. Now I don't have to wash my dishes before I put them in the dishWASHER. Nice.

13 A . TiVo : TV for kids is aweful most times of the day so it's nice to be able to save shows that are age appropriate for rainy days or when the boys just need some down time. Most of the ones we record are on either very early in the morning or while they're at school. I like that they always have safe shows to choose from. Don't even get me started on Total Drama Island!!

13 B. NETFLIX : If you don't have Netflix, you should. We've watched the regulars like Nemo and The Incredibles but the we also watched the entire 4 year run of Lost In Space!! (It was so awesome and we were sad to watch the last one today. There are 3-4 episodes per DVD) Some of their favorites were the Frances the Talking Mule movies, and the ones about Herbie the Love Bug. You can even save movies in your Queue that have just or are about to be released in theaters. I love to go to the movie just as much as anyone but I'd rather spend my $40 going somewhere that doesn't have sticky seats. Til next time...

Goodbye Chaos...HELLO ROUTINE!!

Nobody loves having their kids home with them more than me, but I gotta tell ya...I was a little too happy for my kids to go back to school. I'm creative and crafty but not enough to fill the days of three little boys that are so totally different. If I heard B. ask me one more time "Are we going somewhere else fun today?", I was going to pack his bags and dump him out at Chuck E. Cheese....or Startime...or wherever. Ok, not really, but notice the key word was somewhere ELSE. We took them places at least twice a week...which come to think of if might have been the problem. Anyway, all is well with the world and my ADD is back under control with our new schedule. We're up at 6:15ish and even though Niblet doesn't have to be at his school til 9, he insists on getting up with B. They take a wake up shower, dress and make their beds then it's downstairs for breakfast. I have their outfits on hangers with underwear and socks so they dress themselves and all they have to do is find their shoes. We've even started getting NayNay up so he can nap earlier in the morning so I can get a few things done around the house. Then, 4 eggs, an english muffin and a bowl of random fruit later, about 7:15 or so we're out the door to take B. to school...all of us.

School Supplies: $30

New Backpack : $20

Being a Pirate instead of a Ladybug like the class next door: PRICELESS!!

I love to carpool. It's fun time that the kids can ride up front (the school is across the street from our neighborhood) and we have a great time. We wave as we pass the bus riders and their parents standing on the corner on our way to school...and again on our way home. Yep. They're still standing there. (Please refer to earlier post clearly stating that my child will n-e-v-e-r ride the bus)

An hour or so later we head to TLP to take Niblet to his school. We usually get there a little early and use this time to read our Cubbies story, work on our bible verses and wave/yell at friends across the parking lot who are also in the carpool line. Oh, the joy of being 4. His teachers, Mrs. Debby and Mrs. Susan, are great and he's very excited to make friends at his new school. I'm amazed every day at the enthusiasm he shows getting out the door to go to school. But what makes me really happy is the sheer joy I see on his face when he sees me there to pick him up.

WithB., homework has had it's own set of challenges. The boys are in bed at 8 (usually) but B. is so tired when he gets home, we've faced many tears about not wanting to do homework. Niblet didn't start school til 3 weeks after B. so now that they're both in, it's MUCH easier. They have a snack and have to rest for a half hour or so then I give Niblet worksheets to do and he practices his letters/numbers while B. works on his lesson. I've set up a classroom so we have a huge 4 x 5 dry erase board, an equally large bulletin board, alphabet, days of the week and month posters and a calendar station with weather chart. (The School Box is my new favorite place to shop!!) Anyway, we started out at the dining room table but now that we do homework here, it's much, MUCH easier and way more fun. My only issue now is the baby. KB and I are trying to work out a routine so that he can take care of him while we do homework so he's not into everyting. And when I say everyting, I mean EVERYthing. Those with toddlers know what I mean. I do try to savor every moment though because too soon there will come a day when all of my babies aren't babies anymore and I'll look back at the empty car seats and dream of the days that we waved at firetrucks, played endless games of car bingo and the many times we had to pull over to get the sippy that had fallen under the seat. But, as long as I do a good job with them while they're here, I know that the Lord will do the rest. With that said, we're off to church so they can hide His word in their hearts. <><

THE THORN IN MY SIDE

You know, there aren't many things in life that really, really get to me, but I'd rather have a root canal than put up laundry. I don't mind the sorting, washing and drying of it, or even the folding, but the putting it away is without a doubt, for me, a true source of misery. In fact, to say that I hate it would be a gross understatement. I seem to recall being very pregnant with baby #3 and getting behind on laundry. All I have to say is thank heaven for the pack and play because it was the catch all for all of our clean clothes for about three weeks. But then, I guess the real questions is: Where does it all come from??? Ok, I get the towels. There are, after all, five of us, but it's the random articles of clothing that appear scattered on the laundry room floor that amazes me on a daily basis. I just peeked in to the laundry room to see if I could spot the mystery garment of the day and it's a long sleeved t-shirt of B's. It was 92* today!! These are the things that cause me to put my head in my hands and think of how nice it must be for the women of the tribes of New Guinea to only have to put away the occasional loin cloth. Sure, they have to go down to the river and beat them against a rock but I promise you that there are days that I'd trade most all that I have for that luxury!

Ahhhh, Summer.

VBS is finally over for another year and I'm already thinking about 2009. First, let me make it perfectly clear that the main goal of VBS is sharing the gospel with as many kids as possible and making sure they have a great time. The next most important thing is decorating your room!!! This year was Outrigger Island and I was pretty happy with the way my room turned out. I mean, what's easier than making a palm tree? The pictures are of Niblet and the backdrop I made to take a picture of each of the kids for the Friday picture frame craft. Next years theme is the Outback / Australia and the wheels are already turning. There's only one problem: I don't know a thing about it. So, good thing I have a whole year to learn!! I had a great group of 21 kids this year and they were all 4 year olds with Sept-Dec 2003 birthdays. So now that all of our comittments are over, we can get on with summer. Afternoons at the pool, running outside when we hear the ice cream truck and the long awaited trip to the beach. I also told KB that I was NOT going to complain about the heat this year. I don't know about you but I got sick of the cold, damp weather about mid-January and I didn't think it was ever going to end! Well, it did end and it's hot as all get out...BUT I'M NOT COMPLAINING!! Unitl August...That was the exception to my promise. Everybody has the right ot complain about the heat in August!! So, there you go.

If it's Sunday, It's Meet the Press

I'll miss hearing those familiar words that, as it was, I didn't get to hear often enough. We're at church most Sundays when the show was on but if we found ourselves at home with a sick little one or out of town, it was always a favorite. The unexpected passing of Tim Russert today brought back memories of the sadness I felt just a little over 5 years ago when David Bloom died. It's funny how TV personalities that we've never even met become such a part of our lives and we all have our favorites that we trust to tell us about those things we either want or need to know about. I know about as much about politics as I do about how to change my own oil but I really enjoyed learning from him. He asked the questions that I wish I had the sense to ask but yet I got the benefit of the answers. One of the things that I liked most about him was that he brought so much of himself to what he did. Anyone who watched even occasionally knew about his wife Maureen, his much loved son, Luke, and his dad, Big Russ. You don't usually hear "serious" news people share the way he did. I'll really miss him.

Who Knew?

So, I'm in my mid-rise, mid-town apartment about mid-afternoon, and I run in the other room to do...something, I dunno. And I look up at the TV and there are Cindy and Ray from Star 94 with their own little talk show! What? How do I not know about this? As the camera pans across the studio you see Cindy change out some props on the table between them which is funny for a couple of reasons: One, the studio is really lo-tech (in kind of a minimalistic and apparantly low budget kind of way), in an uptown loft kind of space and the other thing is that Cindy is having to do this stuff herself. Now, I know Cindy and she's totally not a Diva (Ray? Maybe a little. HaHa, just kidding) but she shouldn't have to do that stuff herself!! I mean, really! Then I realize that I'm seeing some kind of sattelite feed and that I/we weren't supposed to see her do it. The main camera must've been on Ray. So, I'm about to run into the other room and e-mail her when I see a dog on the sofa on the other side of their studio that looks like my Sport...(FYI...who looks like Murry on Mad About You). I mean just like him! Well, except Sport's more reddish and less blond like the dog I saw. And then he's been dead for over a year too so it couldn't have been him. Plus, if it had been Sport, I'd have been there applying Neo-To-Go and a SpongeBob band-aid while stitching up the pants of the guy about to be on to show 16 ways to eat Cheetos with Cool Whip. Ok, I don't have time to watch TV...and I don't like Cheeto's so I need to call the Nanny of the kids downstairs to borrow their vacuum. Ring...Ring...Hello?... Can I come down and borrow your vaccum?...We don't have one, the maid does it...Well, so and So, your employer, said you did: It's in the closet by the front door...Mutter's under her breath---> I hate that *BLEEP*. And as she realizes that I heard her, which is suprising considering all the metal in her face and chemical irritation from at least three hair colors, I say "Well, Thanks anyway", and hang up as I ignored her attempt to cover up. I don't like to vacuum anyway!

OK, not really, I l-o-v-e to vacuum.

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So much for a peaceful nap.

I miss you Sport...

Scientists find monkeys who know how to fish

Yep. Fishing monkeys. Seriously. I copied and pasted the title...I couldn't make this stuff up. Now, I've got a lot going on at almost every moment during the day so when I hear or read something, I've got about 2.1 seconds to evaluate whether or not it's of interest to me. This got my attention. So, before reading any further, stop and think back to the first thing you thought of when your read the title....Ready? No? Now? (Good thing I know how to whistle) Ok. That's right!!! A monkey sitting on the bank holding a fishing pole!!!!! Not a fancy one with a reel, just a cane pole, but a "FISHING" monkey!! Ok, so now I'm hooked...oh, that's funny. Anyway, so I click on the link and read the article...(and I paraphrase) Long tailed, somekind of monkey we've never heard of...Indonesia...Nature Conservancy...blah, blah, blah...Great Ape Trust...(Ok, I can't wait...) Then it says, "It's exciting that after such a long time you see new behavior," said Erik Meijaard...(What? Oh my gosh, I hope there are pictures!!!!) "It was unclear what prompted the long-tailed macaques to go fishing" (You saw that, right...GO fishing) Well, after investing about 10 minutes, including distractions from random kids that live at my house, I realized I had missed the first part of the second paragraph...."Groups of long-tailed macaques were observed four times over the past eight years scooping up small fish with their hands and eating them"

W H A T ? ? ? Well I'm just getting mad all over again. (The following is better if read in a somewhat aggrivated, Southern tone while rolling your eyes) That's not fishing! It's catching something in the water and eating it!

Bears do it all the time!!

And it was only once every two years. Well, maybe I just need to e-mail that guy at the Great Ape Trust and tell him to keep his "observations" to himself til he finds a monkey driving a bass boat with a cooler in the back....And there better be pictures!!

MAY : The New December

May, May, May . . . . . Wow, what an unbelievably crazy , CRAAAAZYYYY month!! This school year was great for all of us and I was a little, ok, a LOT, sad to see it end. (If there's one thing my husband can tell you that he's learned about me over the years, it's that when it comes to good things in my live, I don't like change. When I find something I like, I want to stick with it). B. was in Kindergarten at a Chrsitian school on TLP and had the best class ever and his teachers (Holla!! Mrs. Karen and Mrs. Susan) were unbelievable. I made scrapbooks for each of them and was really pleased with how they turned out. (I'll add a pic of one of B's pages) The teachers were great, the kids were great and I had such a good time getting to know several of the moms. We're looking forward to lots of fun play dates over the summer and the kids know that at $4 a gallon, we'll be staying close to home. I can't believe how fast this year has passed. He's going to be in First Grade next year and I just don't know if I'm ready. Will I ever be??? I just don't want him to be gone all day, 5 days a week!! But hear me when I say "HE WILL NOT RIDE THE BUS!!!" He just has such a big heart and is such a great kid that it really scares me to think about the things he'll hear and learn from the other kids!! He's also the best big brother EVER!!! If the way he treats the baby is any indication, he's going to be one heck of a daddy. And the way he treats me is a good sign of how lucky his future wife will be. Can I get a tissue????

Our 4 year old, AKA: Niblet, had a great year too and will miss being at his old school. He'll be at the same place B. was last year for the next two years (Pre-K and Kindergargen)...(hopefully...waiting for a space to open up) and then join B. wherever he is. At this point, it'll be the public school near our house....and THAT'S all I'm gonna say about THAT!! And what a cool kid Niblet is. He never meets a stranger, has a great sense of humor, a crazy imagination, and can find the fun in anything. He's got a temper but it usually fades fast. Who knew not standing at the bottom of the stairs (as I was apparently instructed to do) while he went up to put on his jammies was grounds for folding his arms tightly and matter of factly stamping his foot while saying "I'm never talking to you AGAIN!!". Well, "never" ended up being about, hmmm, I'd say, 2 and a half minutes? Oh, the magical powers of a slice and bake sugar cookie...with sprinkles!!

And then there's little NayNay...oh, there just aren't words for this precious gift. He absolutely takes my breath away.

Ok, it's been 10 minutes since I typed that last sentance because I've been sitting here daydreaming about him. He's just yummy!! He's funny, his laughter is contageous, he's terminally happy and just plain adorable!! He got his fist haircut right after his birthday (May 8) and doesn't look like a baby anymore. I have mixed feelings about it but, it is what it is. He'll be starting first grade before I know it and I won't have any babies any more. That's right. No more babies. I prayed that the Lord would take away the yearning and He did. It makes me a little sad...ok, a lot sad, but I'm completely happy with my family as it is. I definately don't want any more children, I just had such amazing pregnancies and will miss that feeling. Now I really need a tissue.

No, really...I'll be right back.....

Well, hubby (KB) finally finished Broker classes and took the school test yesterday and passed!! Now he has to take the state test. It was hard having him out of the house two days every week since we've been used to having him at home. He's always got things to do away from home but the consistency of having him gone 7:30 to 6 two days a week was awful!! Now that he's with a new company, he has to into the office on Wednesdays from 9-4 or so but we don't mind that....I don't know why. I guess because it's closer. The school was in Dunwoody and I just felt that he was too far away and we could only talk to him when he had a break. Anyway, glad that's over. His brother died about a week and a half ago and I know he was distracted, as he should have been, and didn't study like he normally would have but he pulled it out. I'm so proud of him and once he passes the State test, he'll be a real Broker!! YAY : )

Our Anniversary was last week and we haven't done anything to celebrate yet but will hopefully have a chance now that things are winding down. Soccer awards were that night and since KB coached B. and Niblet's team, we couldn't miss it. Not that we would have anyway, I guess. Except for the terrible weather/tornado. Anyway, it's been a wild 13 years but I wouldn't trade them for anything. Here's to many more!!

Well, I guess the only thing we really have left before we get on with the business of summer is VBS. I'm lead teaching Niblet's class again this year and think it's going to be a lot of fun. A lot of work, but it'll be worth it.

So this blogging thing is pretty fun. Like I need something else to do. Yeh, right. I do see it serving a purpose though. I've got so much in my head and finally...a place to put it!! It'll be like Spring cleaning for my brain but without the Rubbermaid tubs!! There's really no rhyme or reason to most of the things I think about so I'm sure most of the posts will be the same way. Random ramblings of a crazy, suburban housewife with ADD and a bunch of kids...4 if you count my husband...and I do. The trick is going to be remembering all the things I think about. It's like 6 Flags in my head and every five minutes is a different ride. WHEEEE!!