This Should Make You Laugh.....

Yesterday I was cleaning like a housewife gone mad. Raving mad. Washing-ALL-the-woodwork-then-oiling-it-mad. Wood blinds included. No I'm not pregnant ~ for sure ~ this just really needed to be done.

A loud cry comes from the family room, where it seems my daredevil Peanut has been at her high-flying tricks again. This time a couch jumping stunt, off the end of the couch, trying to clear a coffee table onto the carpet. She doesn't make it and hurts her foot and cannot walk the entire day (this happened about 10:30 am). At bed time, she's still not using it and insists it hurts a lot. I figure I'll see how she is in the morning~maybe it's nothing and she'll wake up and, you know, forget about it and it'll be fine, right?

This morning she's using it but hobbling badly and cries when I put on her shoe. Off to pre-school and Bible study we go anyways, and after Bible study to meet with a couple MOPS leaders for a church speech on Sunday. During this meeting, I am also trying to keep an eye on my 2 girls, another boy, and a set of 2-year twins in the nursery at the same time. Yeah right. Peanut gets her fingers slammed in a nursery gate and they're looking pretty bad. It's at this moment that I realize.....it's not going to be a good day.

As my tears are rising, I load the girls in the car and decide to head to the doctors to take a look at Peanut's foot, well and while we're here, I ask the nurse, can the doctor check her cough and her fingers too? Cough is fine, probably just a virus (I could have diagnosed that), fingers are fine (awesome), better get x-rays of her foot (uh, okay).

Across the parking lot to the next building for x-rays with 45 minutes to spare before we have to pick up the boys from school. Will we complete our mission? Not a chance. Abort x-ray mission to get lunch (yes it's now 2:30 and we haven't eaten lunch), pick up school kids, drop off one at his home, to return for x-rays.

Uh oh, diaper is feeling quite full. No I don't have a spare with me or in the car. Ask one of the women at the front desk. Nope. Right then, we get called to the back. Lay Peanut on the table, hold her adorable leg still for 6 photos, while Princess and Pumpkin wait behind the wall eating someone's cashews that were left on the desk. ? Exactly what I was thinking. ?

Back to the waiting area to wait for films and then it happens.....
Peanut has a huge movement in her diaper.....and it's leaking through her pants. Super. Into the car with screaming stinking 2-year old and the others in tow, drive up the street to Walgreens for diapers, wipes, possibly pants, snacks, and drinks for the rest of goodness knows how long we'll be before we complete this mission. Into the bathroom with unpurchased products, but wait, there's no Diaper Depot. Who doesn't have those? These days they're even in men's rooms! Seriously?

So, I cart over to the pharmacy corner, take off my sweater, lay Peanut ON THE FLOOR and proceed to change her messy diaper right there in Walgreens. Sweating, gagging, sanitize my hands of course, purchase everything, and back to the x-ray office.

The end of the story is mission accomplished without any injury. She's fine.

P.S. While I was in Walgreens, a friend called and asked me how I was doing, and as I proceeded to tell her this story, she succumed to hysterics. It really is funny when I say it out loud.

Oh Right, the Kids at Halloween

I got distracted about my hubby in a dress. You want to see the kids Halloween costumes and stuff, not us grown ups being silly. Sorry about that. Kindof like now that we have kids, our parents just come over to see the kids, not us anymore.

We all enjoyed Halloween. We had a Clone Trooper in a tightie whitie suit (too small ~ oops), a Fairy friend of Tinkerbell's, and a Barbie Cheerleader (also too small but only $7.50). We went to our church Carnival Extravaganza!, then to Auntie's house to trick or treat on her block, and the next day to Grandpa and Grandma's for the annual harvest party.

Loads of fun +

Too much candy =
Perfect Halloween

We Both Wore Dresses

We went to a really fun Halloween party this year, which was actually our first adult costume party post children. To my amazement, my hubby agreed to dress up.

Dressing up just isn't his thing but it's really fun for me, so there begins the struggle, so it shocked me when hubby chose a gladiator costume, because of all things, it was a dress.

As it turned out, he was a hunk in it.
So we both wore dresses.
Seriously fun party.
We're already planning for next years......

Pumpkin Carving, of course

Let me start with a confession: I don't like pumpking carving. It's not that I don't like to carve pumpkins myself, in fact I LOVE to do them myself ~ that's the artsy side of me ~ it's the mess. Watching my 3 children cut, scrape, play with the innards, and wipe the pumpkin goo all over whatever spot in the kitchen or themselves is not already slimy, makes my left eye twitch. {And just so we're clear, I'm admitting this only so all the other anti-playdough anti-paint moms can feel better about themselves.} However, I will participate in this activity every year because it's tradition, because it makes my children very happy, and because I actually will enjoy it once I get into the goo. The result of the activity is always delight for everyone. Me included.

Last night, after the children had asked at least 35 times if we were EVER going to carve our pumpkins ~ which we grew ourselves by the way--oh yeah I can do dirt with the children :) ~ Hubby talked me into it. I gotta say, there was no eye-twitching mess. Pumpkin carved 3 crosses for Jesus into his pumpkin, and Princess's "mommy's gotta carve me a horse idea" turned into a "let's make yours polka-dotted" idea from daddy carved with a drill. She's super happy ~ it's a cheetah pumpkin! And Peanut was perfectly happy doing her "homework" with the pumpkin "paint" and lining up the drilled out pumpkin parts, which she said were the little ones ready to go to MOPS. Awwww what a sweetie! But then she all-too-happily chucked each little MOPS person into the garbage.

So tonight we're going to our church Carnival Extravaganza, so I'll post our little trick-or-treaters later! Happy Halloween!

P.S. I'm posting a photo of the spider who greeted me at the front door last night. EEECK!

So, I've made "A Mother's Confession" to you, tell me something your children or family love to do that makes your eye twitch.....

Evidence of a Good Day

I'm sure I'm not the only parent that wants to know what goes on at school each day. When I pick up Pumpkin from school, I want to drill him with questions ~ What did you do today? Who did you play with? What did you learn? However, I learned during the first year of pre-school that Spanish Inquisition style questionning does not work. So I try different tactics in order to get a glimpse into his little world away from mommy.

Today's format began with:

Name 5 things that happened today that
were fun, and verbatum he answered:

#1 Football

#2 Art

#3 Another game of football

#4 Playing Star Wars characters

#5 Not having the bully pick on me at recess

I laughed out loud at the innocence of the answers regarding recess, was happy about comment #5 as the situation seems to be improving, and continue to wonder ~ with a giggle ~ when his answers will contain anything to do with actual schooling.

Actually what struck me more than his cute answers for love of football, were his jeans. Seriously? I'm quite sure he brought home more dirt today than he left on the playing field. But aside from being a laundry nightmare, his jeans were evidence of a good day. A fun day. The best kind of day I can hope for my little boy.

And as any good scrapbooker would do, upon entering our house, I sat him down to photograph the evidence.

I love you Pumpkin! You can come home with seriously dirty jeans any day.

Friday's are my day off.....

I think I need to make Friday's my official day off during the week. No doing MOPS, no doing work-work, no making tons of phone calls. A day for being lazy in jammies. Of course, that's never gonna actually happen, but if I think of Fridays that way, maybe it'll be a bright spot in my busy week! hee hee

Don't get me wrong. My busy week is of my own doing and I truly love it. I cannot just sit down or sit still. I'm a freak multi-tasker. So really my Fridays are going to be Floor Fridays---meaning scrub the floors on Fridays---so they might actually get done once a week. I say might because I know myself better than that. Just because it's on the list does not mean I'm gonna do it. I'll find something else to do instead.

I recently joined Facebook, so there's something else to do instead. It's really cool to be connected with old friends and faces. I was talked into it by my friend Andi, and I think she's secretly in a contest to see how many friends we have. Don't tell her I'm winning! LOL Ah the life of a busy yet bored mother, right!

I'm happy to be home from Texas and can't get enough of my kids' hugs and kisses. They're my pride and joy I tell ya! Maybe I need to follow that up with some cute new pics, huh? I'll get right on that, right after I finish my hair, finish scrubbing the floors, fix the toilet paper holder, fold the girls' clothes, wash the rugs, get going on my bookkeeping work, pick up kids from school in 29 minutes. . . . .

While I'm here in Texas......

It's been a few weeks-ish since my last update on the family. I'm currently in Dallas, Texas at the MOPS Convention, so it'll be just a quick one today.

The kids are doing well, or so I've heard through Hubby and the babysitter since Tuesday. It's so wierd how badly I need to and want to get away, but then when I have the chance, I spend the entire time not only missing them all but wishing I was with them. Aaaahhh. I'll be home on Sunday for kisses and stories and maybe we can all sleep together Sunday night. Hey now, I know I'm not the only one.....

Last night and this morning I and my friends from my group, Andi and Heather, along with the 4,000+ other MOPS women here at convention, worshipped with Kim Hill, Jaci Valesquez, and Nic Gonzales. Unbelievable! We also got to get funky with a FABULOUS kid's music group, Go Fish (http://www.gofishkids.net/cms/). If you haven't heard of them, you need to get their CD's. Their motto is to make kids' music with Bible teachings that won't make parents go insane. It's great music! Their new album is called "Party Like a Preschooler." You gotta get it.....


Updates on our family & friends:
Hubby's grandma is doing well. Liz is taking full-time care of her and they are taking it day by day right now with therapy and recovery.

Nico went home after about a week post surgery. The scans show all the brain tumor was removed successfully, Praise the Lord! The tumor is malignant so he's preparing for chemo and radiation.

Hubby's cousin had her surgery yesterday and she's doing well. Her tumor was successfully removed doesn't require further treatment. Huge answer to prayer!

My cousins's baby also had her surgery on the 29th. The tumor and her tailbone were removed, and they're waiting for results and for her recovery.

Our first MOPS meeting is on Tuesday. We hope we're ready! hee hee We know we're ready but you know....all those details.....Our tables are full and we do have 10 MOPPETTS workers for Tuesday most of whom--maybe all--where's that list?--have volunteered to help full time.

My schedule doesn't seem so hectic (or at least it didn't last week when I was "using" it.) That's a great answer to my prayers.


At a class this morning, I was again reminded of
1 Thess. 5:17 to "Pray without ceasing." Amazing.

I miss my husband and kids......