Friday, July 31, 2009
Our car ride should only take about 2 1/2 hours depending on potty breaks. The plan is to swim all day and have a low country boil. I think that is like fish and shrimp and stuff all in a big pot outside. The kids will have a blast because they just love all of their cousins. My kids are the youngest so that means a house full of older kids to watch over them. The only wild card is EG. She is at such a tough stage. She likes to roll around on the floor and isn't real keen on being held. Then of course there is the nap and nighttime sleep thing. But as I have found out, I can do just about anything for a couple of days. I need to go buy one of those small highchair attach to a big chair kind of things. Of course that was one of the things I got rid of after Boop. (It never was one of my favorite pieces of baby stuff.) But we will need something in two weeks anyway when we travel to my mom's for a long weekend.
Well, I doubt I will post tomorrow or Sunday but hope to have some family pictures on Monday. Have a great weekend everyone . . .
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
For you Grandma! It worked yesterday so here is a short video guaranteed to make you giggle. Sorry we won't be there this weekend but we will be there before you know it! Have a great week.
Nature Girl, Little Mama, Boop and EG
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Anyway, hubby took the laptop to a computer friend of his. And our computer was diagnosed with some kind of really embedded "thing." And it is really hard to get rid of. This guy has tried three different fixes and the computer still isn't working right. That means it has to go back tomorrow. Bummer. Two days without a computer. BUT the upside has been I haven't "wasted" a lot of time today. It's not like the house is miraculously clean or anything but I did notice I do spend a lot of unnecessary time on the computer.
If I walk by it, I check my email. I try to get my blog done before just about anything else. If I know I should be doing something else (like folding clothes) I tell myself "After I check Facebook." Then I kind of get sucked in. Sometimes 20 minutes later I am still sitting there. No, it doesn't seem like I have been any more productive today. At least not in a real big way. But I have no doubt that the time I haven't been on the computer I have been doing something a little more beneficial to the family as a whole :)
So, I think I am going to put some restrictions on my computer use. Nothing crazy. I think it is Flylady who suggests like 10 minutes a couple of times a day. If, by the end of the day my blog isn't done I will finish it. Some of the stuff I do is for school, but a lot is purely entertainment just so I don't have to fold the clothes right away. I survived today not being instantly connected to the world. I am sure the world will get along just fine without me checking in 50 million times a day . . .
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Breakfast: pancakes (frozen) or cereal or peanut butter toast or yogurt or on special occasions cinnamon rolls or occasionally bagels or English muffins. Always served with a banana, vitamin, OJ or milk.
Lunch: PBJ or leftovers or bean burritos or Ravioli or deli meat sandwich (couple of them like liverwurst) or yogurt or black eyed peas. I always try to serve a veggie and fruit. Milk.
Dinner: This is where things get sticky. I don't like to cook. Daddy does. But, I don't think it is right after he has worked 13 hours to have him come home and make dinner. So, I try on the days he works to make something. It usually isn't very fancy, probably not very tasty and more times than not if I am in the middle of "cooking" dinner daddy will come in and take over. I asked him if he is OK with that and he is. Right now the big joke at the dinner table is that he always has improvements on whatever we are eating. (Both when he cooks and when I cook.) I never noticed it before and Mickey brought it up like the second or third time he ate with us. Now it is a joke. Mic will say something like "So whatup with this one?" OK back to dinner. Here is a list of things we eat on a pretty regular basis: Homemade pizza, meatloaf, pea/chix/cheese/pasta salad, chix tortellini salad (hopefully tonight), baked chix, grilled hamburgers, fresh grouper/red snapper, homemade chix pot pie, enchiladas, spaghetti, lasagna, eggs and bacon, homemade whole wheat pancakes, chicken chili, an occasional roast, oven fried pork chops. We just spent a fist full of money on fresh veggies from a local farm. Breaded okra, butter beans, green beans (oh, and blueberries.)
About once a month I let the kids pick a recipe out of the Paula Dean for Kids cookbook. And they take turns helping me cook. As far as food is concerned, I am all about keeping it simple . . .
Monday, July 20, 2009
I don't have any cute pictures to post and I can't get the video thing to work so all I have left to do is write and it ain't comin'. At least not today. . .
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
It is always amazing to me, I get more done when I have extra kids here. My kids are entertained for the whole day. Less running in and out, less questions about what we are doing for the day, less questions about "Can we do this?" They just play. All the old games and toys are new when they have some one else to share them with.
It seemed, for awhile, we were always watching some one else child. At one point I thought about a daycare kind of thing. But, even though I like watching other children occasionally, I decided it wasn't something I needed or wanted to do full time. All of the kids we have ever watched have been family friends. So, the kids are always very familiar with our house and with us. That of course makes it easier and so much nicer. They are extensions of our family to begin with.
I don't think I have ever said "no" when someone has asked. The funny thing is in the last year no one has asked. Which honestly is good because I might have said "no." Not because I wouldn't have wanted to but because physically and emotionally I wasn't ready. But because we are in a routine and I am actually getting some sleep at night when a friend asked me this week if I was interested in watching her daughter for the day I emphatically said "YES!"
So, all that to say is we have a house guest today. A girl I have watched since she was 2 1/2. The kids were so excited they were up bright and early and dressed before their friend even got here. I am looking forward to a day of full time entertainment from our guest . . .
Thursday, July 16, 2009
This was a test. We don't have a video camera anymore. And I am just learning how to use our camera as a recorder. I have done it about 4 times now but ended up deleting the video because I wasn't sure what I was doing. This is only a 5 second clip because I don't know what makes the camera/video stay on. Of course can't find the camera manual. I will try to look it up on line. If I can figure out how it works, anticipate many more videos.
Enjoy . . .
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Anyway, when she told me she was going to DC this week it brought back so many great travel memories I had from when I worked there. Honestly it is really the only thing I can say that I actually miss! Training, before the government built the NAC, could be almost anywhere. (The NAC is nicely situated in Colombia, SC.) I was able to go to DC a number of times; Burlington, VT; Chicago; Memphis; Orlando; and Tampa. There are probably a few other places but I can't remember them right now.
My first trip to DC was amazing!! I had never been there before and I had never traveled alone to a big city by myself. I took full advantage of my opportunity. I was able to fly in on a Saturday and spend all day Sunday sight seeing. It was so exciting waking up that morning, getting dressed and walking outside the hotel. I had stayed right on the edge of Georgetown and that was cool. I quickly found out you could take the Metro, the very clean Metro almost anywhere. I immediately went to the National Mall and made a plan. I knew I couldn't see everything so I picked just few places that I absolutely had to visit. The Hope Diamond, the Lincoln Memorial, the White House are just a few of the things I remember seeing. (I went back to DC on a couple of other occasions and was able to see Ford's Theater and a lot of other things that I had missed the first time around.)
I still remember what I wore that first day in DC, what I ate, how I felt just walking out of that hotel and trying to find the Metro stop by myself. Reading the Metro map. And then standing on the mall and looking up and down figuring out which way to go first. It also happened to be the same day of the St. Patrick's Day parade so that made getting around a little problematic and, of course, there were more people around then normal for a Sunday. The thrill of it all still makes me smile.
In Burlington, VT I took a boat ride on Lake Champlain and ate Ben and Jerry's ice cream every night. (My old boss tried to convince me to rent a car and drive to Montreal. Every thing there is in French so I chickened out.) In Chicago I saw a Renoir exhibit. And saw Rent. And went to the Second Act comedy club. And road the "L." And went to the top of the Sears Tower. In Memphis I ate BBQ and listened to live Jazz and Blues on Beal Street. In Orlando we stayed next to Downtown Disney. And in Tampa I got to visit my mom.
I LOVE to travel and look forward to the day when I can take the kids to some of the wonderful places I have been . . .
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Anyway, we are currently doing the guest bath. Major overhaul. Paint, tile, replacing sink etc. Daddy does all of this on his days off. We are now in week number three I think (maybe finishing up week number two). Regardless, it has been a long time for all six (seven including EG) of us to use one bathroom (our master.) As of yesterday we thought we were close to being done (well at least be able to use the potty). But, daddy had to put the potty on before leaving for work this morning and we (he) ran into a hiccup. So, we have another whole day to be without a second potty. Now this is a problem for one big reason. For a number of hours during the day the master bedroom potty is inaccessible. EG sleeps in our room for naps because the rest of the house is so noisy. So, right before I put her down, every one HAS TO GO to the bathroom. If they don't it is out in the yard. Not a problem for the boys. BUT the girls object. Which I don't blame them. And yesterday it all worked out perfectly. No outside pottying (that I am aware of :)
But, I know how things work. Just cuz yesterday worked doesn't mean today is going to work. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the minute EG goes for a nap Boop will have to use the potty (if you know what I mean.) So I envision our morning looking something like this. "Everyone go potty. EG is taking a nap." Everyone complies. I finally get EG asleep and Boop will say "Mommy I HAVE to go potty." So, the only option I will have is to try to slip him into the bathroom without waking EG. Of course, she didn't sleep last night and might not get a nap this afternoon because of tumbling. She needs this nap.
Whose says life is boring . . .
Monday, July 13, 2009
I have always been a big believer in everyone needs to learn at an early age where they sleep and when. Babies weren't suppose to sleep with us. And I have never laid down with a child to get them to sleep (unless we were traveling or they were sick.) Now, we do just about anything to get sleep. With Boop, I slept occasionally in a twin bed with him. With EG, I did it pretty frequently. Especially when she was in that stage of waking up at 5AM and not really going back to sleep unless she was in my bed. I am such a light sleeper that I never ever worried about hurting either of them. Most times I would just lie there thankful they were asleep. :)
On any given night I can be in Boop's room with EG. In the girls' room with all three kids. On the couch or possibly even in my bed. Boop is in the girls' room. When he was sick he was in bed with daddy. Daddy sometimes (very rarely these days) sleeps on the couch but usually in his bed. Mickey is on the couch sometimes but usually in his room. The girls have been consistent in that I don't think in the last 8 months they have slept anywhere but in their beds.
When I put the big kids down at night, I try to tell them where I think I will be in the middle of the night in case they need me. "If I am not on the couch, check in my room. If I am not in my room, check in Boop's." At about 3 this morning, I kind of hoped we never had a late night emergency. I don't know if we would know where every one is . . .
Saturday, July 11, 2009
So my sister and I were talking the other day. The conversation revolved around this topic or question or thought: On earth what benefit is there to believing in God? Wow. The question kind of threw me for a loop. So I started to think. It isn't one of those things that I could just vocalize an answer to especially if I was not able to put any thought to it. Or maybe I could - maybe it is really very simple. I was just making it hard. My first response was if I believe in God and that He sent His Son to die for my transgressions then the answer is Heaven. But that is not a "benefit" on earth per se. So my next answer was hope. I have hope that when this life is done I get to go to Heaven because of Jesus. When I die it isn't the end of life it is really the beginning of something wonderful.
Belief in God and the Savior isn't a guarantee of a perfect life here on earth. It isn't even a guarantee of a happy life. I am not a theologian but I do believe that being a follower of Christ means sacrifice. We as followers are called to be disciples. Look at some of the martyrs and saints from the 1st century. They professed Christ and discipled others unto their death. They sacrificed their very lives to show people that Jesus is the only way. Belief in God and a Savior gives me hope in this world. Hope that no matter what I am going through their is a Heavenly Father that loves me so much He sent His Son so that I, a sinner, may have eternal life.
Please don't misunderstand me. Do I run through life with a permanent grin on my face no matter what my troubles? No. Am I happy, well adjusted and thankful for my Savior every minute of everyday? No. Am I constantly seeking God's will for my life? No. Do I question "Why me?" Yes. Do I theoretically know that God loves me and knows what is best for me? Yes. In my mind I know the answer to the question. The heart of course is another matter entirely ;)
One problem I see is that I can be a consumer of religion, of God. What is in it for me? What benefit is it for me to seek God? But being a follower of Christ isn't set up that way. I should be asking myself every minute of every day, how can I serve others? Jesus was the ultimate servant unto His death. And I am to follow Christ and His ways. I am to be a servant ALWAYS. It isn't about me. EVER. So totally not what is in my heart. But, my heart from the very beginning has been full of sin. If every believer (my self included) was to ALWAYS serve EVERYONE never a selfish motive life would be more fulfilling here on earth (I think.)
People change jobs, houses, spouses, cities, churches, religions, and haircuts. Fix bodies, drive expensive cars, take fancy vacations, get married, exercise all in the pursuit of happiness. If I change my selfish heart to focus on some one other than myself I might be a little happier here on earth (I think). These are my thoughts. As I have had a day or two to ponder the original question. I have hope here on earth of a life ever lasting in Heaven. Works for me . . .
Friday, July 10, 2009
So, EG had a restless nights sleep. She coughed and rolled around all night. Finally at about 4 o'clock I head for the couch. She is so noisy she is keeping me awake. (She never did wake up though.) Finally she wakes up about 7:30AM kind of crying. Not like her at all. As I have mentioned she has had pink eye and is teething but really has not been grumpy. So, I figure something is not right. Something else is wrong. I hate to call the doc. But, it is Friday and it is daddy's weekend to work so I call the doc in an abundance of caution. Of course the doc is all booked up for the day so I have to see the PA. Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against the PA but for the real little ones I just like to see a doc. So, I get everyone together because our appointment is at 10:30 and I still don't have any butt wipes. We NEED to go to Walmart first.
We get what we need at Walmart and are off to the doc with a few minutes to spare. As we pull into the parking and get out, Little Mama says "There is smoke coming out of the van." Sure enough - smoke! And when I look down there is a greenish fluid running out from underneath. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? I maintain my composure, try to call daddy three times, gather all the kids up and go into the appointment. While waiting to be seen I call my MIL (bless her) and she is going to head our way. In the meantime daddy calls back and he starts to head our way.
We get called back to the patient room and when the PA comes it is all of us including hubby and MIL in the room. Woo hoo!! EG and I stay in the room and everyone else leaves to get the car taken care of and to wait in the waiting room. Poor EG has an ear infection but not in the ear I thought - go figure. So, I load the kids up in my MIL's car with no room to spare and leave her to wait for AAA (bless her.) AAA shows about 5 minutes after they said they would and my SIL picks up my MIL to bring her to the house to get her car.
It wasn't even noon yet . . . ugh . . .
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Anyway, Heidi the book was so much more detailed about the Alm. The book created such word pictures that a movie could never recreate. And the characters were so much deeper. Heidi is very spiritual in the book. And towards the end she learns so much about God's character. It was very inspiring to me! (And hopefully the kids.) And Peter learns a great lesson in the book as well. One that I have already used as a life lesson at home. I am not going into detail because I would encourage everyone to read Heidi if you haven't already.
One of the many things I love about our little homeschool curriculum is it suggests books that I have never read before. Lucky me . . .!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
She is getting her top two teeth. She has a cold. And pink eye. Yet, is still smiling!
She is making progress on the crawling thing. She gets up on all fours and rocks. The she lifts up her legs on her toes. Kind of like a bridge. She is getting a little frustrated though.
She is for the most part sleeping through the night. She wakes up occasionally but doesn't fuss much. While she has been sick I have gone to her a time or two. She doesn't want to eat, just cuddle.
She loves her brother and sisters.
She laughs like her daddy. Her eyes squinch and she has a big grin.
Her favorite shirt of mine is one from VBS last year - Power Lab. It has different shapes and lots of bright colors.
She will be 8 months old next week. I can't believe it . . .
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
I am late every where.
The house is a wreck and dirty - constantly. I don't even try to fake it anymore.
If you visit you will probably see laundry on the living room chair.
The kids' hair doesn't get brushed.
Boop didn't even have shoes when we went to dinner the other night.
I don't shower everyday.
We are behind in school.
I don't return phone calls.
It sometimes takes me a whole day to return an e-mail.
I forget everything - I MEAN EVERYTHING.
My diaper bag sometimes has no diapers or change of clothes or wipes.
My hair is always in a ponytail.
I have absolutely NO patience.
I get upset a whole lot easier and quicker.
I haven't read my bible.
We are not regulars at church.
I haven't volunteered for anything anywhere.
I don't make bread or cookies much.
I guess I could go on and on. This is kind of a confession list. Get it off my chest and maybe pick some things to work on in the near future. I told daddy last night "I can't catch up so I have just given up." He said he has noticed . . .
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
I am holding EG on the couch. She is grinning at daddy's deer on the wall. Boop says "I killed that deer." I give him a look like "Really?" "Well" he says, "Daddy and I killed it."
Last week at Chick-fil-A there was a fund raiser going on for a local church. You paid a buck, spun the wheel and then won a coupon for a free soda and such. All the kids got a chance. When it came to Boop's turn, he spun the wheel and won shoe laces! He grabbed his laces his eyes glimmered and face beamed. You'd a thought he won a Match Box car. Funny thing is he doesn't even own shoes that need laces. So Mickey laced them in his Lightening McQueen crocs!
Nature Girl had her cold first. Then Boop got it. He says "She gave me her cold. But why does she still have it? I guess she gave me part and she still has part."
Thursday, July 2, 2009
My grandmother passed away probably about 15 years ago. She lived up north and I was here in the south. She and I had a wonderful relationship. It wasn't based on things. It was based on love. She had nothing, gave me nothing except time. She told the most awesome stories. She didn't live in the same town but she would come stay with us for months. We would sleep in the same room some times. My mom says she and I were a lot alike. She was a school teach. So am I. She loved books and to read. So do I. I actually have a first edition Black Beauty book that was hers. (My mom gave it to me.) Anyway, when she was dying my mom and I drove up north. It was April and when we got to my grandmother's apartment it was cold and snowing. She passed away just a few hours after my mom and I got there (we drove all night.) My mom's brother and sister were there. My grandmother had always said when she passed away she wanted to be propped in a corner with a flower in her hand and then she expected everybody to have a party. Well, that is what we did. (Well, we didn't prop her in the corner but we all celebrated her life while she was still there.) The hospice lady came finally to check on her and realized she had passed away. She made the phone calls that needed to be made.
As I mentioned, my grandmother didn't have much just her life stories and books. Both of which I treasure even to this day. But when she passed away she had left me a little money - not much. I had big plans for that money. I had just graduated from college a couple months earlier and was working at my first real job. I was a manager in a hotel. Working TONS of hours for very little pay. I was barely able to get by most months. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that I could eat my meals at the hotel, I would have starved to death and I was never home so my electric bill was really low. Anyway, I wanted to do something special with the money my grandmother had given me. Something that I would always remember her by. I decided I wanted to buy a beautiful emerald ring. Well, because of my financial situation at the time, I never bought the ring. Over the course of a couple months, I spent the money on rent and other bills that needed to be paid. Because I am practical I knew that is what I needed to do.
About a year or so later, right before Christmas, I was telling my boyfriend (who is now my hubby) the story of my grandmother and how when she passed away I had wanted to buy an emerald ring with the money she had left me. And I told him how I had to spend the money that was left me on bills. He also worked at the hotel where I worked and understood about not making much money. That Christmas hubby bought me a beautiful emerald ring! (Even to this day hubby buys very thoughtful gifts.) I still have it. I don't wear it as much as I use to. I don't wear any jewelery much these days. But it is safely in my jewelery box. It is a ring that I will keep forever and probably pass on to the child who loves books as much as my grandma did and I do. . .
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
One day last week I was feeling especially guilty. I confessed to my very wise friend what I was feeling that day. She gave me some very wise words of advice. First, it is OK to say "no." I am home all day every day with my children. There is just no possible way I can do everything they ask of me. Second, if I say "no" and have taken a minute to rethink my position, if they don't argue about the "no" go ahead and let them know I have reconsidered. But, let them know that the fact that they didn't argue or disagree with my "no" was a big factor in changing my mind. Lastly, take a breath before I answer any request. Try to think things through before I answer. That way my "no" will mean "no." And there might be a few more "yeses."
I am still a work in progress . . . "no". . .