Earlier my post said that Dylan had been sick...well now both Mikayla and Brody are sick as well. They have both puked until they probably can't puke anymore. This is ridiculous!!!! Tonight we were supposed to go to my Aunt and Uncles for a Christmas Party for my Dad's family. I was on the way out of the door to take presents, drop off a pie and leave my respects because we weren't going to be able to stay etc. That is when Brody covered out kitchen in puke..horrible. David told me to go ahead and do what I had to do (they only live 1/2 mile from our house) so I did.
When I walked in my Aunts were so nice telling me how they hoped everyone felt better etc. I walked in to the dining room where my parents, my brother and his wife and my cousin were eating. My brother and his wife both covered their mouths and put up the X's as in "Don't give us your germs" and I SNAPPED, I pointed right at my SIL and said in a hateful voice..."Yall, can all kiss my ass" OMG, I can't believe I did that....then I stormed out of the house.
I honestly can't believe I did that, I guess a mixture of being upset that my little babies are sick, the fact that I have been cleaning up puke for 24 hours and the lack of sleep. Also just the fact that I LOOOOVE Christmas and knowing that everything is going crazy and we have already missed 2 events due to the sickness. We may have to cancel our Christmas Eve celebration and I don't even know how things will be on Christmas Day...and just God forbid that David or/and I get sick next.
I did call and apologize to my Aunt as well as I have talked to my Mom, Brother and SIL, not to mention shed a few tears. I have been forgiven by all. I hope things will be better tomorrow...if things go like they did with Dylan...Mikayla and Brody should both feel better in the morning. We are playing it by ear with the Christmas Eve thingy...everyone that is supposed to come knows the kids are sick so I guess it is really up to them if they want to risk getting the freaking Pleg of puke
Sunday, December 23, 2007
It's Christmas EVE, EVE!
I can't believe it's Christmas Eve, Eve! Wow, time has pretty much been on a rocket ride for the past week!
Yesterday was CRAZY, as Dylan woke up at 3:00 am throwing up, and continued to do so until around 3:00 pm. Isn't it so weird how those stomach bugs seem to be on an almost exact 12 hour schedule? Anyway, lucky for us and especially Dylan it seems as if this was your typical puke fest...pretty much keeping nothing down for 12 hours straight and now he is on a slow mend. I pretty much set up my bedroom as the Quarentine area and Dylan did not step foot out of it all day. I washed about 7 loads of laundry (Poor guy couldn't make it out of the bed) and used antibacterial soap & Hot water followed by antibacterial hand gel about 9,000 times yesterday. I pray, pray, pray I was able to contian whatever germ he picked up...if anyone really has a big chance of getting it, I am sure it will be me...again PRAYING about that.
So, yesterday being that I was personal nurse maid/mommy/on demand cuddler Mikayla ended up being surrogate Mom to Brody. I have to admit she did a KICK BUTT job. Granted, she also had pretty much free reign of snacks/food, something I don't normally allow. Other than that she did a great job with Brody and allowed me to spend as much time with Dylan as I could. David told her last night she is surely on Santa's "Good List" now!!
Because Dylan was sick we had to cancel our Christmas gift exchange with our best friends last night. That was supposed to be our first "festivity" of the upcoming week. Tonight we go to my Uncle and Aunts for Christmas with my Dad's family. Since my cousin and his family are here from California it will be the first time all of the great-grandchildren will be together for Christmas...FUN! Then on Christmas Eve we will host David's family here...Christmas Day we will have my family at my parents and eventually to David's Dad and Step Mom's that evening!
Geez, we will all be ready to sleep the day after Christmas ;) David is off work that day so we will spend the day at HOME so the kids can have fun with their new stuff.
So, if you don't see a post in the next few days you know why...we are BUSY...I will take this time to wish everyone a VERY MERRRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY 2008!!!
Friday, December 21, 2007
Dear Santa...
This one was too good and too true not to pass on...
Dear Santa...
I've been a good mom all year.
I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, and sold sixty-two cases of wrapping paper and 425 football raffle tickets to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.
I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room," "Get your homework done right now," "Clean your room, " and "Take your hands off your sister," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food that is warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold.
Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always,
MOM...
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
Dear Santa...
I've been a good mom all year.
I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, and sold sixty-two cases of wrapping paper and 425 football raffle tickets to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.
I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room," "Get your homework done right now," "Clean your room, " and "Take your hands off your sister," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food that is warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold.
Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always,
MOM...
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Jamie Lynn & others...
I have spent the last 5 months "protecting" Mikayla from the news that her cousin, our 17 year old niece is pregnant. I just didn't have a "right" way to tell Mikayla and because we are, sadly, not involved in my niece's life anymore I really didn't feel the need. I know it may sound silly, but I just didn't want Mikayla to have "that" to look up to, ya know? Our niece has only decided to "estrange" herself from us for about a year and 1/2 now, so Mikayla does know her, has spent considerable time around her etc. I think that Mikayla would have a lot of questions, if she knew, and I really don't feel it is the right time in her life to answer all of them.
Flash Forward to yesterday morning...we watch Good Morning America every morning while Mikayla is getting ready for school. Yesterday the big "breaking news" was that Jamie Lynn Spears, 16 year old sister, of Britney Spears has announced her pregnancy with her "long time" boyfriend Casey Aldredge (sp?). I am sure most of you know the story (You would pretty much have to be hiding under a rock not to). Anyway, Jamie Lynn is the star of her own "tween" show "Zoey 101" on the Nick. I honestly didn't know if Mikayla would eve know who Jamie Lynn/Zoey was, she tends to watch the Disney "Tween" shows (Hannah Montana, Zack and Cody etc.), but sure enough she said "Mom, that's Zoey" UGH, so as usual we were busy getting ready for school, so Mikayla didn't really pay attention to the whole story.
I think the media and Jamie Lynn have handled this whole thing TOTALLY wrong. Don't get me wrong, I know the girl is human etc., BUT she has also chosen her life to be in the public eye on a TV show directed at children 8-12 years old!! So, I think her choice of "outing" her pregnancy in OK magazine, and national television was not exactly the smart choice. Yes, I realize she is saying that she is "taking responsibility for her actions, but bottom line she is 16, and the star of a KIDS TV SHOW... In my very honest opinion Nick should have just pulled her show from the air, made up some excuse as to why it happened (That's right LIE) within a couple of months kids would have picked up on some other new "hot" show and forgotten all about Jamie Lynn. She could have gone on living her life with not so much of an impact on all her little "Fans" I can't imagine the discussions that tons of parents across the US are having to have with their kids over this. I am not so sure Mikayla won't have more questions, luckily as I said she is not a huge fan of the show so I don't think she really cares that much.
Am I "sheltering" my daughter from "real life"? I don't think so, I think I am protecting her from things that go over her head. I don't think 8 years old is anywhere near old enough to really understand teenage pregnancy. Will I EVER think she is old enough? You bett your butt I will and when I do, we will have a nice long chat, but that time is NOT now.
Flash Forward to yesterday morning...we watch Good Morning America every morning while Mikayla is getting ready for school. Yesterday the big "breaking news" was that Jamie Lynn Spears, 16 year old sister, of Britney Spears has announced her pregnancy with her "long time" boyfriend Casey Aldredge (sp?). I am sure most of you know the story (You would pretty much have to be hiding under a rock not to). Anyway, Jamie Lynn is the star of her own "tween" show "Zoey 101" on the Nick. I honestly didn't know if Mikayla would eve know who Jamie Lynn/Zoey was, she tends to watch the Disney "Tween" shows (Hannah Montana, Zack and Cody etc.), but sure enough she said "Mom, that's Zoey" UGH, so as usual we were busy getting ready for school, so Mikayla didn't really pay attention to the whole story.
I think the media and Jamie Lynn have handled this whole thing TOTALLY wrong. Don't get me wrong, I know the girl is human etc., BUT she has also chosen her life to be in the public eye on a TV show directed at children 8-12 years old!! So, I think her choice of "outing" her pregnancy in OK magazine, and national television was not exactly the smart choice. Yes, I realize she is saying that she is "taking responsibility for her actions, but bottom line she is 16, and the star of a KIDS TV SHOW... In my very honest opinion Nick should have just pulled her show from the air, made up some excuse as to why it happened (That's right LIE) within a couple of months kids would have picked up on some other new "hot" show and forgotten all about Jamie Lynn. She could have gone on living her life with not so much of an impact on all her little "Fans" I can't imagine the discussions that tons of parents across the US are having to have with their kids over this. I am not so sure Mikayla won't have more questions, luckily as I said she is not a huge fan of the show so I don't think she really cares that much.
Am I "sheltering" my daughter from "real life"? I don't think so, I think I am protecting her from things that go over her head. I don't think 8 years old is anywhere near old enough to really understand teenage pregnancy. Will I EVER think she is old enough? You bett your butt I will and when I do, we will have a nice long chat, but that time is NOT now.
The portraits are in...
I am sooo excited that Brody's 1 year portraits are in. Thankfully my best friend is heading to town today, so she will pick them up for me. Nothing like a trip to town a few days before Christmas with 3 kids (NO THANKS). I hope to be back on later to report that they are wonderful...I have my fingers & toes crossed that they will be. Yeah....
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Ho, Ho, Ho & Happy Birthday to you...
It's hard to believe that in just over a week my little baby boy will be 1 year old!
Last Christmas was such a blur, I was spending so much time & effort on NOT having "the baby" before Christmas day that I kind of let the whole thing blow by me. The night before Christmas Eve (What I like to refer to as Christmas Eve Eve LOL) I had contractions ALL night long. I just knew I was going to end up in the hospital and miss Christmas with Mikayla and Dylan. I had really tried to prepare myself for that fact, but I LOVE Christmas and I simply could not imagine missing Christmas morning with my babies EVEN if that meant we would have a new baby! I know I had my Brother and Sister in Law on "back up" Santa call, the plan was they would come here and spend Christmas Eve and be Santa for Mikayla and Dylan, should I end up in the hospital. Luckily, the contractions passed and I ended up being contraction free Christmas Eve. I even managed to host our anual Christmas Eve Party here at our house for David's family. I stayed up until the week hours wrapping/putting together stuff from Santa (the one thing I could NOT do ahead of time, due to not having room to hide the stuff after it was wrapped and/or put together). I prayed an extra prayer that God would allow me to make it through just a FEW more hours. You would think the fact that Brody was not due to be born until 1/1/07 should have given me some peace, but NOPE I KNEW that Brody was coming a few days early...I knew it from the day I "peed on the stick" that this was not going to be a New Year's Baby.
Sure enough I felt like complete crap all day Christmas day, but after we had finished Santa Clause and Christmas with my parents, I let Brody (and God, and whoever else wanted to listen) that it was ON...he could come, he was officialy given the "go ahead" to make his apperance into this world. I remember sitting on the couch at my Granny's house watching all the kids rip in to their presents and thinking "Oh my God, this is nuts, these kids are nuts, they are gettig to much stuff" in reality it really wasn't that bad, but it just SEEMED like the Christmas present opening fiasco was going to last all day. I honestly can't remember what I got or who gave it to me. I KNOW my sister gave me a bath robe because I packed it and took it to the hospital. I KNOW my parents gave us an all in one printer...other than that? Your guess is as good as mine, sad isn't it???
I ended up going in to labor Christmas night, well sort of, the contractions returned and plagued me enough not to be able to sleep very well, we finally decided to make our way to the hospital later in the evening the day after Christmas. (First we stopped at Walmart and bought some christmas decos and a new pre-lit tree bec. they were all on sale). Brody made his appearance the next morning. Geez, I was in labor FOREVER with my little late Christmas present! I guess after all that begging from me for the little guy to stay put, he was confused that it was actually time to come out finally ;)
It's hard to believe it has been a whole year since that all happened...it is as fresh in my mind as if it just happened a couple of months ago. I know that this year I have appreciated Christmas even more than usual. I have taken time to do things and I am sooo excited to see our kids on Christmas morning (all 3 of them~!) I am not even stressed about Brody's party being 5 days later.
I will admit that Christmas is a heck of a lot more fun when you are not 9 months pregnant that is for sure! I will take planning/hosting a big birthday bash, over being 9 months pregnant ANY DAY
Last Christmas was such a blur, I was spending so much time & effort on NOT having "the baby" before Christmas day that I kind of let the whole thing blow by me. The night before Christmas Eve (What I like to refer to as Christmas Eve Eve LOL) I had contractions ALL night long. I just knew I was going to end up in the hospital and miss Christmas with Mikayla and Dylan. I had really tried to prepare myself for that fact, but I LOVE Christmas and I simply could not imagine missing Christmas morning with my babies EVEN if that meant we would have a new baby! I know I had my Brother and Sister in Law on "back up" Santa call, the plan was they would come here and spend Christmas Eve and be Santa for Mikayla and Dylan, should I end up in the hospital. Luckily, the contractions passed and I ended up being contraction free Christmas Eve. I even managed to host our anual Christmas Eve Party here at our house for David's family. I stayed up until the week hours wrapping/putting together stuff from Santa (the one thing I could NOT do ahead of time, due to not having room to hide the stuff after it was wrapped and/or put together). I prayed an extra prayer that God would allow me to make it through just a FEW more hours. You would think the fact that Brody was not due to be born until 1/1/07 should have given me some peace, but NOPE I KNEW that Brody was coming a few days early...I knew it from the day I "peed on the stick" that this was not going to be a New Year's Baby.
Sure enough I felt like complete crap all day Christmas day, but after we had finished Santa Clause and Christmas with my parents, I let Brody (and God, and whoever else wanted to listen) that it was ON...he could come, he was officialy given the "go ahead" to make his apperance into this world. I remember sitting on the couch at my Granny's house watching all the kids rip in to their presents and thinking "Oh my God, this is nuts, these kids are nuts, they are gettig to much stuff" in reality it really wasn't that bad, but it just SEEMED like the Christmas present opening fiasco was going to last all day. I honestly can't remember what I got or who gave it to me. I KNOW my sister gave me a bath robe because I packed it and took it to the hospital. I KNOW my parents gave us an all in one printer...other than that? Your guess is as good as mine, sad isn't it???
I ended up going in to labor Christmas night, well sort of, the contractions returned and plagued me enough not to be able to sleep very well, we finally decided to make our way to the hospital later in the evening the day after Christmas. (First we stopped at Walmart and bought some christmas decos and a new pre-lit tree bec. they were all on sale). Brody made his appearance the next morning. Geez, I was in labor FOREVER with my little late Christmas present! I guess after all that begging from me for the little guy to stay put, he was confused that it was actually time to come out finally ;)
It's hard to believe it has been a whole year since that all happened...it is as fresh in my mind as if it just happened a couple of months ago. I know that this year I have appreciated Christmas even more than usual. I have taken time to do things and I am sooo excited to see our kids on Christmas morning (all 3 of them~!) I am not even stressed about Brody's party being 5 days later.
I will admit that Christmas is a heck of a lot more fun when you are not 9 months pregnant that is for sure! I will take planning/hosting a big birthday bash, over being 9 months pregnant ANY DAY
Get ready, I'm going to get up on my soap box...
Ok, so I'm not a confrontational person, in fact I would be willing to bet that most people that know me (really, KNOW me) would describe me as pretty laid back. I am a "go with the flow" type person, it takes a LOT to get my temper up...I have a TON of friends, and I would like to think am a very easy person to get along with. Not to be "tooting my horn" or anything, those are just the facts. I pride myself on being the type of person that can pretty much deal with anyone and their "quirks". Well, there is one kind/type of person I can not STAND...
A patronizing, snotty, holier than thou person...I can't take it, it pisses me off and to me it is just uncalled for to be that way.
It always happens that no matter how far I would like to stay away from this type of person, there are 1 or 2 I keeping having to "deal" with on a regular basis.
Today I got a call from one of these "types" of people...she happens to be involved with Mikayla's school in various ways. She was calling me to "inform" me that I had paid for something in the incorrect way. Well, no problem I can remedy this in about 2 seconds, but no...she had to go on and on and on about how I had done it wrong etc. She continued to talk to me like I was 5 years old for about 10 minutes. I hung up the phone seething (you ask the next person that called me). Of course, being the person that I am, she does not know I was seething, as far as she knows I am perfectly fine with the way she treated me and I am "bowing" down to her request no ptoblem!
....DEEP SIGH....WHY do people have to be like that? Why do people have to act or think they are soooo much better than everyone else? I do not understand it at all...we live in a small, rural community. There is no reason for someone to be on such a high horse.
I could go on and on....but it's the Holiday Season...I have so much to be thankful for and so many people I do love and want to be around I should not waist my time or energy on this one person. It just BOTHERS me to the pit of my stomach that people can act this way towards others and bothers me even more that they are, sadly, raising their children to be the same way.
A patronizing, snotty, holier than thou person...I can't take it, it pisses me off and to me it is just uncalled for to be that way.
It always happens that no matter how far I would like to stay away from this type of person, there are 1 or 2 I keeping having to "deal" with on a regular basis.
Today I got a call from one of these "types" of people...she happens to be involved with Mikayla's school in various ways. She was calling me to "inform" me that I had paid for something in the incorrect way. Well, no problem I can remedy this in about 2 seconds, but no...she had to go on and on and on about how I had done it wrong etc. She continued to talk to me like I was 5 years old for about 10 minutes. I hung up the phone seething (you ask the next person that called me). Of course, being the person that I am, she does not know I was seething, as far as she knows I am perfectly fine with the way she treated me and I am "bowing" down to her request no ptoblem!
....DEEP SIGH....WHY do people have to be like that? Why do people have to act or think they are soooo much better than everyone else? I do not understand it at all...we live in a small, rural community. There is no reason for someone to be on such a high horse.
I could go on and on....but it's the Holiday Season...I have so much to be thankful for and so many people I do love and want to be around I should not waist my time or energy on this one person. It just BOTHERS me to the pit of my stomach that people can act this way towards others and bothers me even more that they are, sadly, raising their children to be the same way.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Elfis goes west with Louis and Clark
I would start this post by complaining about the lack of "Christmas" spirit in Mikayla's "Holiday Program", but a couple of days ago I read a letter that made me rethink all the complaining so I won't.
Mikayla's Christmas program was a take on Louis and Clark along with Sacagewea and her indian guide friends...with a bit of Santa and elves, one particular that played the electric guitar and looked like Elvis, thrown in. It was, let's just say, interesting.
The main reason for this post was to show off the great Indian, err...native american, costume my Mom made Mikayla from a whole $3.00 of material. Also, to say how cute Mikayla was in her program. I think she was one of the most entusiastic kids in the whole program...Here are some pics
Mikayla's Christmas program was a take on Louis and Clark along with Sacagewea and her indian guide friends...with a bit of Santa and elves, one particular that played the electric guitar and looked like Elvis, thrown in. It was, let's just say, interesting.
The main reason for this post was to show off the great Indian, err...native american, costume my Mom made Mikayla from a whole $3.00 of material. Also, to say how cute Mikayla was in her program. I think she was one of the most entusiastic kids in the whole program...Here are some pics
My girlfriends
Yesterday I went to a Christmas Open House at my friend Rhonda's house. We have been friends since 10th grade, it was sort of a rocky start...she threatened to beat me up over a rumor that I had nothing to do with. From then on we were good friends, her best friend Heather "The Bad Heather" (depending on who you talk to) became my good friend too. We already had a common friend in Lindsay (who I was closest to). We were all like peas in a pod...if you saw one of us the odds are the other's were close behind or we were on the way to meet them ;) We have managed to stay close through the years...through good times and bad...marriages, divorces, kids, deaths etc. There are times when we don't talk or see eachother for months & months at a time. However, when we get together it's just like "old" times...we start up right where we left off and never bat an eye. We also try to get together (the 4 of us and a couple of our other good friends) for a dinner and chat fest sometime around the Holidays. I look forward to these times so much! I love my friends, we have all helped eachother through some pretty hard times in the past years...it's nice to know that no matter how many miles, month etc. are between us if we really need eachother at least one of us will always be there. That' something to be thankful for, I know a LOT of people that can't say the same.
They are coming, They are coming....
Only 2 days until my cousin Josh, his wife and 2 boys arrive from Sunny California!! Josh is my next to youngest cousin on my Dad's side of the family. He is a Marine and has served several tours in Iraq (one of which hew as hit by shrapnel and had to have surgery). Their son "K" just turned a year old in July (he wasn't due until September 11), their son "C" was born in August (He wasn't due until Mid October) (Busy Mom). We are all soooo excited that they are coming "Home" for the holidays...they will be here for a couple of weeks through Christmas and will even be here for Brody's first Birthday & Party. I have big plans of a photo shoot with all 6 Great Grandchildren. I can't wait to see them...family is sich a huge part of our lives and we all miss Josh (and his family) sooo much. His sister (lives next door to me) is busting she is so excited. Bottom line we are all so STOAKED, it will be nice for all of us to be together for the Holidays!
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Another Dylan Story
I am starting to think I should just write a book..."A year in the life of Dylan" a sort of "parenting" book if you will. Something to WARN all the Mom's out there who might end up with a baby that starts scaling the back of the sofa at 5 months old possible things that will probably end up in their immediate future. Until that time, I will just have to share here.
It is unseasoably (crazish) warm here today 75...Dylan has been playing outside all day. Dylan plays outside a lot & our yard is fenced in so he hasn't escaped (yet). On a day he plays outside, I spend a lot of time checking on him. Every 5 mins. or so I go out to make sure he is ok, not 50 ft. up a pine tree (yes, this happened) or something like that. Today I was sitting on the porch and he was playing in the "goat field" digging for worms etc. I came inside to check on Brody, make a bottle, change a diaper, put Brody for a nap. Takes probably 15 mins. or so...the phone rang and I was talking to my best friend. I go back to the porch and think I hear Dylan crying...more like howling. I look in to the field and there he stands in the same spot he was in 15 mins. ago. I say, Dylan WHAT is wrong? I don't panic, I am passed panic with Dylan. He yells/crys "I am stuck in too much stickys, put your shoes on and come get meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" So, anyway I put my shoes on and trapse out to the goat field and there he stands...all snotty and teary. I can tell he is scared...so I pick him up and I say..."How long have you been out there crying like that?" he says (in sort of a hoarse voice) "I been out here stuck as long as you been inside" so I hug him close. He wipes his nose on my shirt...another lovely thing that Dylan does. I don't fuss, I carry him all the way back to the house, inside and check his feet for prickys. I think he was more scared that I didn't come running as soon as he realized he was "stuck" he only had one small pricky in his foot (Which means YEP he was bare footed, a detail that managed to escape me when he first went outside).
He must have really tired himself out yelling/crying etc. for 15 mins. because he pretty much passed out on the couch as soon as I finished washing his hands and feet.
It's the times like this I realize that no matter how "tough" and crazy and wild he is, Dylan is still my little guy...he still needs his Mama to get him out of "Sticky Situations" snot and all.
It is unseasoably (crazish) warm here today 75...Dylan has been playing outside all day. Dylan plays outside a lot & our yard is fenced in so he hasn't escaped (yet). On a day he plays outside, I spend a lot of time checking on him. Every 5 mins. or so I go out to make sure he is ok, not 50 ft. up a pine tree (yes, this happened) or something like that. Today I was sitting on the porch and he was playing in the "goat field" digging for worms etc. I came inside to check on Brody, make a bottle, change a diaper, put Brody for a nap. Takes probably 15 mins. or so...the phone rang and I was talking to my best friend. I go back to the porch and think I hear Dylan crying...more like howling. I look in to the field and there he stands in the same spot he was in 15 mins. ago. I say, Dylan WHAT is wrong? I don't panic, I am passed panic with Dylan. He yells/crys "I am stuck in too much stickys, put your shoes on and come get meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" So, anyway I put my shoes on and trapse out to the goat field and there he stands...all snotty and teary. I can tell he is scared...so I pick him up and I say..."How long have you been out there crying like that?" he says (in sort of a hoarse voice) "I been out here stuck as long as you been inside" so I hug him close. He wipes his nose on my shirt...another lovely thing that Dylan does. I don't fuss, I carry him all the way back to the house, inside and check his feet for prickys. I think he was more scared that I didn't come running as soon as he realized he was "stuck" he only had one small pricky in his foot (Which means YEP he was bare footed, a detail that managed to escape me when he first went outside).
He must have really tired himself out yelling/crying etc. for 15 mins. because he pretty much passed out on the couch as soon as I finished washing his hands and feet.
It's the times like this I realize that no matter how "tough" and crazy and wild he is, Dylan is still my little guy...he still needs his Mama to get him out of "Sticky Situations" snot and all.
Planet Earth
Ok, so i am going be a little like OPRAH here...
I have been recording the Planet Earth Series on Discovery Channel. I had seen promos for it on TV, but I had not watched any of the episodes yet. A couple of weeks ago OPRAH had her "Favorite Things" show and she gave the boxed set of Planet Earth as one of her favorite things. The next day I came across the shows and set them to record. This morning we are watching the first episode & I have to agree with OPRAH it is AMAZING! Dylan is totally mesmerized by the whole thing. We are watching the episode about Humpback whales, pygmy seahorses, Penguins, Seals etc. I am sure it is even more amazing in HD (we don't have that yet, MUCH to David's chagrin).
Anything you can get Dylan to sit still for, for more than 5 min. is most surely at the VERY TOP of Heather's "Favorite Things" list! So, if you haven't check it out, I promis you won't be dissapointed!
I have been recording the Planet Earth Series on Discovery Channel. I had seen promos for it on TV, but I had not watched any of the episodes yet. A couple of weeks ago OPRAH had her "Favorite Things" show and she gave the boxed set of Planet Earth as one of her favorite things. The next day I came across the shows and set them to record. This morning we are watching the first episode & I have to agree with OPRAH it is AMAZING! Dylan is totally mesmerized by the whole thing. We are watching the episode about Humpback whales, pygmy seahorses, Penguins, Seals etc. I am sure it is even more amazing in HD (we don't have that yet, MUCH to David's chagrin).
Anything you can get Dylan to sit still for, for more than 5 min. is most surely at the VERY TOP of Heather's "Favorite Things" list! So, if you haven't check it out, I promis you won't be dissapointed!
Monday, December 10, 2007
Back to Back State Champs GOOOO LANCERS
GOOOOOO LANCERS!!! My High School Football team won their 2nd straight State Championship this weekend. Def. worth a SHOUT OUT!
1 Year Portraits
We took Brody today to have his 1 year portraits done. There was a huge fiasco over Brody's 1 month portraits and I "boycotted" the portriat studio for nearly 1 year because of it. The studio was closed down (due partly to horrible customer complaints) so today I visited another location (Same company). I let the photographer know up front that I had previously "gone off" on the company and they had lost a lot of $ because of my "boycott". I had both Mikayla and Dylan's portraits done 1,3,6 & 9 months, as well as yearly Easter, Summer, Christmas, and Birthday pics done with this studio. I spent, on average, $50 per session! That's a lot of money...
I have done all of Brody's portraits myself except this summer when we had our family ones done. I wanted something different and I was determined to have a studio do them. I am on a budget so I didn't look in to any high end ones.
The session went GREAT, Brody was 100% happy to sit, pose etc. and take his pictures. I hope they come out as well as they seemed to. If not this company will feel my wrath & I will share with all of you the name!
I have done all of Brody's portraits myself except this summer when we had our family ones done. I wanted something different and I was determined to have a studio do them. I am on a budget so I didn't look in to any high end ones.
The session went GREAT, Brody was 100% happy to sit, pose etc. and take his pictures. I hope they come out as well as they seemed to. If not this company will feel my wrath & I will share with all of you the name!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Why, oh why, have I NOT learned my lesson??
Yesterday our area (Central Va) got hit with a very unexpected (just ask the weatherman) freak freezing rain storm. Everything in our area was closed down, including all the major roads, school, etc. This was a bad thing and caused a TON of accidents etc. It also threw a huge crimp in my plans for the day. School was canceled, but by 11am the freezing rain was gone, the crap on the roads had melted etc. I had a ton of errands to do yesterday...post office, bank, deliver avon, pick up stuff from MIL's house, buying teacher/bus driver & pollyanna gifts for Mikayla's class etc. I had planned on leaving bright and early, and my Mom was going to ride with me and the boys. Well, I didn't get to leave early (due to the ice) and now I had all 3 kids...due to the time we left (after Brody's a.m. nap) we had to had a trip to McD's into the agenda.
Now, I must expalin that due to the craziness of the 2nd kid (If you haven't done so before you can go back in the archives and read various stories about his antics) we don't normally do a lot of shopping and or errands with him. He does not like to shop, he can not control himself in a large store period. However, I apparently, have not learned my lesson during the 4.5 years of "Life with Dylan" so, I insisted that I was going to take all 3 of my kids, I was going to do all of my errands & Shop and we were going to have a GOOD DAY doing it.
Everything started off good, McD's was good, everyone ate their lunch minus any problems...All of the errands (Post office, bank, Avon delivery, MIL's etc.) were completed in a timely manner with only one small tiff between Dylan and Mikayla. I was even pleasently surprised when I took #1 Kid and #2 Kid with me ALONE in to the Dollar General store and they were 99.9% behaved. I was able to pick up the few things I needed on my list and a few things I didn't have on my list (Yeah, I am sooo much a fan of the Dollar General Store). Check out was virtually painless and we were back in the van. Deep Breath...
We had one more stop, I had to go to the "Bad Place" to pick up a gift, I wanted to get the kids Christmas Shirts (Normally I get them from Old Navy, but I haven't made it that far in to "town" yet), and I wanted to pick up Dylan a set of shirts that were on clearance. My Mom ,very nicely ,offered to sit in the van with all 3 kids, while I went in by myself...this is when I should be crowned "Stupid, idiot, moron, OF THE YEAR". I can't believe the following flowed from my lips..."Oh, I think we can all go in, everyone is being so good, we won't be in there long" then I turned and said to the kids "We can all go in and be good right?" and everyone of course answers "YES". So, out we pile...
I KID YOU NOT, as soon as Dylan entered the doors/lobby it was like a switch was flipped in his head. He instantly started figeting (didn't want me to hold his hand), within 2 seconds he was away from me and hiding inside the clothes racks. When I got him out I 1/2 walked, 1/2 pulled him to a secluded area and had a discussion with him about how he was going to act...even pulled out the whole "Santa is watching you" thing. He straightened up, but only for about 5 mins. Ya know, long enough for me to be in the middle of the store, where the "escape route" is so far away it almost seems worth it just to keep shopping. Sure enough, while we were trying to pick out Christmas PJ's for Brody Dylan tried to scale the rack and of course knocked about 20+ pairs of PJ's on to the floor....everything went down hill FAST after that. I heard a woman (she must have thought I was deaf) explain to the person beside her "Poor little guy, they have probably had him out all day shopping" THEN she decides to waltz over to us and offer Dylan a handfull of Gummy Bears (Ummm, hello?) I looked right at her and said "He is being PUNISHED, he does not NEED gummy bears" trust me this was a lot nicer than what I REALLY wanted to say to her...something more along the lines of
"Why don't you mind your own freaking business, and like I would EVER let my kids take candy from a stranger, not to mention a handfull of gummy bears out of your scummy, nosey hands"
good things it's the Holiday season.
I ended up 1/2 carrying, 1/2 dragging, 1/2 pushing Dylan to the front of the store, where I noticed no short of 5 people giving me the "look", ya know the "That kid needs a serious beating" look? I can't say I didn't agree with them!!
We finally got out of the store, I turned to my Mom (who was more than slightly flustered over what she had just witnessed) and told her that yes, I was accepting full responsibility for the fiasco and that I was ready for my "Dumbass of the century" award. After all, she had offered to sit in the van with the kids to avoid above experience!
Dylan was asleep before we got out of the parking lot...
Now, I must expalin that due to the craziness of the 2nd kid (If you haven't done so before you can go back in the archives and read various stories about his antics) we don't normally do a lot of shopping and or errands with him. He does not like to shop, he can not control himself in a large store period. However, I apparently, have not learned my lesson during the 4.5 years of "Life with Dylan" so, I insisted that I was going to take all 3 of my kids, I was going to do all of my errands & Shop and we were going to have a GOOD DAY doing it.
Everything started off good, McD's was good, everyone ate their lunch minus any problems...All of the errands (Post office, bank, Avon delivery, MIL's etc.) were completed in a timely manner with only one small tiff between Dylan and Mikayla. I was even pleasently surprised when I took #1 Kid and #2 Kid with me ALONE in to the Dollar General store and they were 99.9% behaved. I was able to pick up the few things I needed on my list and a few things I didn't have on my list (Yeah, I am sooo much a fan of the Dollar General Store). Check out was virtually painless and we were back in the van. Deep Breath...
We had one more stop, I had to go to the "Bad Place" to pick up a gift, I wanted to get the kids Christmas Shirts (Normally I get them from Old Navy, but I haven't made it that far in to "town" yet), and I wanted to pick up Dylan a set of shirts that were on clearance. My Mom ,very nicely ,offered to sit in the van with all 3 kids, while I went in by myself...this is when I should be crowned "Stupid, idiot, moron, OF THE YEAR". I can't believe the following flowed from my lips..."Oh, I think we can all go in, everyone is being so good, we won't be in there long" then I turned and said to the kids "We can all go in and be good right?" and everyone of course answers "YES". So, out we pile...
I KID YOU NOT, as soon as Dylan entered the doors/lobby it was like a switch was flipped in his head. He instantly started figeting (didn't want me to hold his hand), within 2 seconds he was away from me and hiding inside the clothes racks. When I got him out I 1/2 walked, 1/2 pulled him to a secluded area and had a discussion with him about how he was going to act...even pulled out the whole "Santa is watching you" thing. He straightened up, but only for about 5 mins. Ya know, long enough for me to be in the middle of the store, where the "escape route" is so far away it almost seems worth it just to keep shopping. Sure enough, while we were trying to pick out Christmas PJ's for Brody Dylan tried to scale the rack and of course knocked about 20+ pairs of PJ's on to the floor....everything went down hill FAST after that. I heard a woman (she must have thought I was deaf) explain to the person beside her "Poor little guy, they have probably had him out all day shopping" THEN she decides to waltz over to us and offer Dylan a handfull of Gummy Bears (Ummm, hello?) I looked right at her and said "He is being PUNISHED, he does not NEED gummy bears" trust me this was a lot nicer than what I REALLY wanted to say to her...something more along the lines of
"Why don't you mind your own freaking business, and like I would EVER let my kids take candy from a stranger, not to mention a handfull of gummy bears out of your scummy, nosey hands"
good things it's the Holiday season.
I ended up 1/2 carrying, 1/2 dragging, 1/2 pushing Dylan to the front of the store, where I noticed no short of 5 people giving me the "look", ya know the "That kid needs a serious beating" look? I can't say I didn't agree with them!!
We finally got out of the store, I turned to my Mom (who was more than slightly flustered over what she had just witnessed) and told her that yes, I was accepting full responsibility for the fiasco and that I was ready for my "Dumbass of the century" award. After all, she had offered to sit in the van with the kids to avoid above experience!
Dylan was asleep before we got out of the parking lot...
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
My little girl loves the spotlight
Mikayla's school had a Winter book fair at Barnes and Noble last night. The 2-5 graders preformed selections from their upcoming Holiday musical for school. Mikayla was so excited that she was going to get to sing in a store in front of everyone. She could not wait to get there and made sure to be in the front row during the show. I was kinda dissapointed with the set up because I couldn't get any decent pics. I had to hold my camera up in the air and sort of aim it in her general direction :( didn't make for any real keepers. Oh well, I will be sure to get plenty at the program
Monday, December 3, 2007
Battery Charger Revisited
So, I never found my battery charger...that's right after many hours of searching and cleaning and searching it has not been located. So, I had to order a new one, it came today so I am back in action for the Holiday's with my camera. I have not given my poor baby (I told you my camera is my 4th child) much attention in the past few weeks :(
I am so excited to take pics of all of my husband's glorious Christmas decorations. We have gotten so many compliments on the outside decorations, and now I think some of the neighbors have gotten the "fever" because more and more decos are going up at houses that have never had that many before. I do realize, however, that this will only cause David to go out the day after Christmas and buy even MORE decorations! Oh well, he puts them up, he takes them down, and he works the job, that makes the money, that pays the electric bill HAHA!
I am so excited to take pics of all of my husband's glorious Christmas decorations. We have gotten so many compliments on the outside decorations, and now I think some of the neighbors have gotten the "fever" because more and more decos are going up at houses that have never had that many before. I do realize, however, that this will only cause David to go out the day after Christmas and buy even MORE decorations! Oh well, he puts them up, he takes them down, and he works the job, that makes the money, that pays the electric bill HAHA!
Orange Bowl Bound
My Hokies are going to the Orange Bowl!!! Watch out Fla. here we come...I am praying we kick some major Butt...
On a side note, my home town (my High School) football team is going to STATE...the game is Sat...if they win they will have been undefeated for 2 full seasons (We WON STATE last year!!)
GOOOOOOOOOOO Lancers
On another side note, my Eagles suck Ptthhhbbbbbb....
On a side note, my home town (my High School) football team is going to STATE...the game is Sat...if they win they will have been undefeated for 2 full seasons (We WON STATE last year!!)
GOOOOOOOOOOO Lancers
On another side note, my Eagles suck Ptthhhbbbbbb....
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