Monday, June 30, 2008
Here are the rules:
a. Link to the person who tagged you.
b. Post the rules on your blog.
c. Write six random things about yourself.
d. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blog.
e. Let each person know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment at their blog.
f. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
1. I LOVE paperwork. No, I'm serious. I really like filling out forms and things of that nature. In some way, the uniformity of the task is relaxing to me. It's really dorky, and I totally acknowledge this. And really, I'm pretty dorky. My husband likes to refer to me as the female Alex P. Keaton.
2. I cannot stand to not have my toenails painted. It doesn't matter if it's summer -- I need to have them painted.
3. I have a stationery obsession. Oddly though, I very rarely actually write anyone a real letter. I love to get them, but am too lazy to write them, even though I have an enormous stationery collection.
4. I don't ever want to have a white car. I have no idea why, but it is my least favorite color for a car.
5. Similarly, I can't white walls in my house. Perhaps it's a result of years of white walled apartment living, but I cannot stand to have a room that's painted white.
6. I don't like to swim in the ocean. I love to go to the ocean, but hate swimming in it. I would sit on the beach sweating like a hog drinking water like crazy all day before I would go swimming.
I tag Julie, Kelly, Briana, Stephanie, Susan, and Katie Jane.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
2. I got Jell-O dark chocolate pudding today. It's delicious!
3. We went to the Franklin farmer's market this morning. It was great! Not a huge selection of stuff, but what was there looked great. We got eggplant, cucumbers, zucchini, peppers, zephyr squash, honey straws, and some odd pepper I don't remember the name of. They have a cute children's area with a children's garden and a hay area with things to trim the hay and they do a craft each Saturday morning. It was very cute. D&H loved it. Mostly David enjoyed wearing an old Gramma style hat. It was purple and he loved it.
4. Jack's little tooth is out! And now the drooling has begun.
5. David poured (I think) water all over the TV in their bedroom tonight and "it smell like fire!". Duh, you think? The sound was working but there was no picture. They freaked out. I'm glad, because I don't think they need a television in their room anyway. I certainly didn't mind. I read them nine books, sang three songs, and they went to sleep in about 8 minutes.
6. I want to eat everything sweet that I see!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
David spent the whole morning mad and saying, "I WANT TO GO TO JULIE'S," because I had told them they were going to go to her house this afternoon. Today I had two cake deliveries to do this morning, and a cupcake tasting to do this afternoon at a stationery store in Murfreesboro. The store is having a Christmas in July event and are interested in selling individually packaged cupcakes in their store as well. They're researching the cost of the packaging now to see if it would be worth doing. It will be interesting to see where that goes, if it goes anywhere. I love the concept. While I was with those ladies, my children were at Julie's house playing on the water slide. They were mad when I said it was time to leave and have pretty much been (tired) mad since then. Henry fell asleep and peed on the couch, and he's been pissy (ha!) since that happened. I think he may be "crying" (read: whining) himself to sleep now. I'm sure they'll get up early in the morning, but it will be worth it for the peace I'll have tonight.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
David attends a Methodist preschool, as will Henry in the fall. At lunch each day, they sing "God Our Father" before eating. It goes:
God our father, God our father
Once again, Once again
We bow our heads to thank you, We bow our heads to thank you
David's teachers had told me several times that they call him Stevie Wonder at lunch, because he squeezes his eyes shut, puts his hands together, and sways back and forth while he's singing. They were not kidding. We were singing it tonight at my parents before we ate, and David was ROCKING it! Except his version, eyes wide shut, hands clamped together, and swaying back and forth went like this:
God our fadder, God our fadder
Once again, Once again
We bow our hands and fank you, We bow our hands and fank you
All our men, All our men
(Fist pump in the air) DIG IN!
I love that child. He cracks me up every day. I asked him to sing it again for my dad and David laughed and tried to make his armpit make a tooting noise. Again, something I thought we had some time to kill before that particular lovely would be happening.
And speaking of him rocking. . . at our garage sale on Friday, my sister was selling a two burner electric hot plate. David said, "OH! Want to see me make some music?" I thought he would sit down and bang on it like drums. Ah, no. He sat down, put his left hand over his ear, and rubbed his right hand back and forth on one of the burners, making a "scratching" noise while he did it. Julie and I cracked up and she called him the next DJ AM.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Kim: I'm going to call our insurance company on Monday and see what sort of coverage and co-pay is involved for the essure procedure.
Chris: (With a perplexed look on his face) What's essure?
K: It's that procedure I told you about that's like getting my tubes tied, but it's done in my doctor's office, not as a "surgical procedure".
C: Wait, is that permanent?
K: Um, yes. Isn't that what you want? You've said several times that you don't want another baby. I don't want to sit around *hoping* you'll change your mind.
C: Well, I guess I just don't think I mean I don't want another EVER. I mean, I'm not 100% opposed to it. I just don't know.
K: (Thinking, WHAT THE HELL?!) You're not? I was under the impression that you were 100% certain that you thought three is plenty.
C: Well, I just think about how expensive they'll be, how much money it costs to raise them, feed them, send them to college. I think you just think about babies. We don't don't have enough room for another child in our house.
K: (Thinking he's exactly right, both about the babies and the room.) Well I don't want another one tomorrow, but it's never been a secret that I would like to have another. You told me that the only way that was happening was if we won the lottery.
C: Well that was just a joke. I just don't think we should do something permanent.
WHAT THE HELL?! Of course I'm encouraged that he isn't totally shutting the door on a fourth child, but so frustrated that it's like pulling teeth to get that finally out of him!
Friday, June 20, 2008
2. We had our garage sale today. It was the worst one I've ever had, but I still managed to get rid of some stuff and make some moola.
3. As a result, I am So. Tired. Why does a garage sale have to be so much freaking work?! And we still have stuff to bring to Goodwill!
4. David and Henry spent a good portion of the morning standing near the end of our driveway screaming, "STOP! STOP HERE!" and "dancing" to entice people to stop at our house. They were pissed when it didn't work.
5. Jack spent a good portion of the morning sucking on his hand. Probably to feel the tooth that came through last night. Um, what? I guess it was closer to coming out than I expected.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
- I think Henry is having night terrors. Or something similar. It's happened three times now. He wakes up SCREAMING, like something is hurting him, sweating, sometimes shaking, his heart racing, and this continues for approximately 10 minutes. He doesn't want anyone near him, but doesn't want me to leave the room. His eyes are open, but he doesn't respond to me asking him questions, talking to him, or anything. It generally happens about 60-90 minutes after he's gone to bed, and it ends just as randomly as it starts. He'll just roll over and go back to sleep. I'm going to do some research and call his ped. if it happens again. I'm not really sure what she'll tell me, but . . .
- Last night between 10:15, when I went to bed, and 12:45 David and/or Henry came into my room SIX times. Come on. Then Jack woke up to eat. Then at 2:30 David woke up crying because he doesn't have a new lunchbox for school and Target might sell out of them before we get there. Then Jack woke up at 3:30 crying. Then David and Henry woke up at 5. For the day. Clearly I like sleeping much more than they do.
- Jack is getting his first tooth. I can see the white, but it doesn't look anywhere near close to coming through. David was 6 months when his first tooth came, Henry 5 months. Jack will be five months(!) tomorrow, so he's right on track with the other boys.
- Speaking of Jack, he's at such a fun age right now. He laughs all the time, a great belly laugh. And, for some reason, he really thinks New Kids on the Block are funny. Especially when I sing "Hangin' Tough". Go figure. I think he's not the only one who thinks NKOTB are funny.
- Today H & J took great naps. David took everything out of every bag he could find in his room. Then came waltzing into the living room, buck naked. Well, except for the Diego backpack he was wearing. He also had a lollipop in each hand. Lollipops that he had gotten on his last day of school and I forgot about. He was eating both at the same time. When he decided he was done with them he asked if he could put them in his hair. Seriously, WTF? At least he asked first.
- I took the boys to the splash pad in town yesterday. I hate that place. And, lucky me, so do my children. I think they hate the cold water. I'm not sure why I hate it. And I hate the 11ish year old boy who told my 3 and 4 year old, "MOVE, MOVE! It's MY turn," when he wanted to play with the foot washing thing they were playing with. And I'm sure he hates me, as I told him how I felt about his obnoxious behavior. Oh right, and I told his mother too. She probably hates me as well.
- I was a raging bitch yesterday. I hated everyone. And then I gained 4/10 of a pound. On probably the only week I actually kept track of EVERY SINGLE thing I ate, like a good little WW girl. Each freaking bite. Can you say hormones?
- I am very excited about a call I got today. A local stationery store is doing a Christmas in July event and wants me to do some cupcakes. I heart cupcakes.
I'm off to fold some laundry. Or maybe eat some fat free tapioca pudding and go to bed.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Our neighbors moved two weeks ago and gave us a travel potty. It has a spot where you attach a Ziploc bag, and the potty opens up so that the sides form little legs. The child sits on the potty, does their business, and you just remove the bag, zip it up and throw it out. I have a larger potty seat in our car, which everyone makes fun of. Hi, do you want to bring three children into a public bathroom and try to keep two of them from touching/flushing/licking everything in sight? Didn't think so. The potty's been used QUITE a lot. Today, as we were leaving to go someplace with no bathrooms, I thought to myself, "Oh, I should put that potty in the car." I didn't. Don't you know, about 30 minutes after we get to the fountains David said, "Mama, I have to go poopy." Of course you do. I bring all three kids to the van, start it and turn the A/C on, and David plops himself down on the potty seat, puts his headphones on, watches Spongebob on the DVD player, and pooped. Um, then what do you do with it?! I had to take it out of the potty with a wipe and tie it up in a Target bag I keep in my car exactly for situations like this.
Later at home, I was getting dinner ready and Jack was in his exersaucer in the kitchen. Super smeller David walks by Jack and starts gagging and pointing at him. I thought Jack had spit up, which makes David mental. I asked if that was what happened and David said, "NO! I need a cracker to hold in front of my nose so I don't smell that baby." Um, Ok what? I looked at Jack who was jumping around, happy as a pig in you-know-what. Oh no, maybe I should say happy as a baby in you-know-what. He had pooped. BIG time. It squirted out the side of his diaper, all down his leg, and into the base of the exersaucer. A large pile of it. And he proceeded to jump in it. A lot.
And again I will ask, whose life am I living?
Sunday, June 15, 2008
3 ounces quick-cooking oats (1 cup)
6 tablespoons unbleached all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
3 tablespoons Brown Sugar Twin
1/4 cup reduced-calorie margarine, melted
4 cups diced rhubarb
1 package sugar-free strawberry gelatin (4-serving)
1 package sugar-free vanilla pudding and pie filling Jell-O (4-serving) cook and serve
1 1/2 cups water
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1. Preheat oven to 350°.
2. In a medium bowl, combine oats, flour, cinnamon, and Brown Sugar Twin until well blended. Add melted margarine. Mix until crumbly. Set aside.
3. Place diced rhubarb in an 9-inch square baking dish.
4. In a medium saucepan, combine dry gelatin, dry pudding mix, and water. Cook to boiling, stirring constantly. Remove from heat. Stir in vanilla extract. Pour hot mixture over diced rhubarb. Top with crumbs.
5. Bake 1 hour. Cool on a wire rack.
Per serving: 60 calories, 3 g fiber, 5 g fat
Source: Health Exchanges Cookbook by JoAnna M. Lund Book
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Actually, that's being dramatic. Last night went OK. They both got up twice SOBBING, but went back to sleep fairly quickly. David went to the doctor this morning to have his ear looked at. Of course, it was FULL of wax. She couldn't see the ear drum or anything else because of the wax. That left us with two options -- water irrigation, which I quickly vetoed, or picking it out. He was not excited, to say the least. There was a med student there who got a bit of trial by fire. He got to hold him down. I think he was afraid to be sort of forceful with him. It took three of us to hold him so the doctor could clean a bit of wax out. And, not a big surprise, it's got a bunch of fluid in it. She said no swimming for two days. David said, "What if I wear floaties and don't go under the water?" That boy is SMART!!!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
It's 11:30, and both boys just woke up crying. Hard. Henry went back to sleep pretty quickly, but David held on. I think it took me about 30 minutes to get him to calm down and go back to sleep. I am so hopeful that he will sleep through the night now. He's SO sad, crying and begging for "a big boy paci" it breaks my heart! And has been saying for the day that his ear hurts. I hope it's not an ear infection. That would be really stinky timing, given what we've gone through tonight!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
2. All three children are napping at the same time again today. This is too good to be true. Normally I wouldn't want David to nap, because he stays up VERY late when he does. However, the last few times he's napped it's not been a problem. And since it's summer I don't really stick to our normal bedtime anyway, and they've been sleeping much later lately. Yahoo!
3. I already have dinner made for tonight. I love organized days. I'm watching LJ for a little while this afternoon, and I suspect I would have a difficult time making dinner with four children underfoot!
4. Jack has decided he's a stomach sleeper. He looks so cute with his bum sticking up in the air.
5. I think Jack's working on some teeth, as he's been putting his hands in his mouth 24-7, drooling, and is very fussy at night. Last night was better. Perhaps due to the Tylenol I gave him before he went to bed. . .
6. Henry is done with diapers and pull-ups, except at night. I'm not buying anymore. It was a crutch for Chris and me, so they're gone. He's done very, very well. Good thing, because he needs to be 100% trained for school.
7. We're down to only 2 "big boy" pacifiers. And one of them has a hole. David will still use it with the hole. (Yes, my children are 3 and 4 and still use a pacifier when they sleep. Or ride in the car. If you have an opinion about this, I don't care to hear it.) They'll be gone very shortly, purely because I refuse to buy any. The paci man is coming to town!
8. I went to Kroger today to pick up milk, some ground beef, fruits and veggies and bread. I spent $160. Someone please explain that to me. My children eat SO MUCH during the summer. What the hell is our grocery bill going to be with three boys in 10 years?
9. Since Jack is officially moved out of our room (the earliest of all of my children, FYI) we moved an exercise bike in. I'm so glad!
10. I just made some roasted garbanzo beans. They're supposed to be crunchy but are a bit mushy. Perhaps because I used canned? Next time I think I'll use dry beans.
11. I made a bunch of fresh fruit baby food to freeze for Jack today. When I think about making it, I always procrastinate because I feel like it takes so much time. It really doesn't, and I'm always glad when I do it. He's going to try pumpkin tonight for the first time (which I didn't make!) I hope he likes it. I think he will, as he's a huge fan of the orange veggies. Green, notsomuch. I'm going to pick up an avocado the next time I'm at the store and see how he likes that.
12. David has some weird issue with smells. He was gagging FOUR TIMES today because things smelled "bad". I couldn't smell anything, and I'm a pretty sensitive smeller. That child. . .
Monday, June 9, 2008
Saturday we did a few things around the house, cut the grass, ran some errands, and I met with a really sweet girl about her wedding cake. When I got home from that appointment we went swimming. Yes, we go every day. When we got home, I put the boys to bed and decorated a Dora cake for a party yesterday.
Yesterday we had a really nice day. My parents had a birthday brunch for me. My in-laws came, as did Vanessa and Jarrod. My mom baked my favorite cake -- carrot cake! It was so good. We had all kinds of delicious brunch food, I got some really nice gifts, and we did a lot of swimming. I left briefly to deliver my cake and left my parents without any pacifiers! Ooops! The boys were EXHAUSTED last night. I think they literally were in the pool from 11-6. And the big boys have the sunburns to prove it. I feel awful about that. Note to self -- no more spray on sunscreen. They hate it, and it clearly didn't get applied everywhere.
Today we're having a sun-free day. We're not an inside family. They've been going crazy and driving me crazy. D&H are both napping now, so when they wake up we'll go swimming. I wanted to keep them out of the sun today, but by then it won't be an issue. We did some cleaning and laundry this morning, cleaned some stuff out for a garage sale, did some puzzles, painted, watched Finding Nemo, did some workbook pages, and I watched about 10328487 reenactments of Spongebob scenes. My children are obsessed with the sponge. While they're napping, I'm going to eat my lunch in silence and read some of my new book. Have a great day!
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Gone are the days of taking my birthday off from work, doing whatever I want all day long, and dinner and drinks that night with friends. Gone are the days of treating myself to a new Coach bag for my birthday. Long gone is the carefree lifestyle I had on previous birthdays.
In it's place today was my first, "Is it your birthday yet?" whispered with hot sleepy breath in my face and skinny sticky arms around my neck at 3:45 AM. Those carefree days were replaced by David and Henry excitedly shouting, "SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA!" as soon as I walked out of my room this morning. It's been replaced by my sweet husband taking care of all three boys and turning the baby monitor off in our room so I could sleep as late as I wanted, even though he had just worked all night long. I spent it with a wonderful friend stopping by this morning with an adorable gift. I spent it getting calls, cards, and funny emails from friends all over.
Instead of spending my birthday by myself I spent it with four people who love me more than anyone in the world. I spent it with four people who wouldn't rather be spending their time with anyone else, who weren't thinking about other things they had to do or places they had to be. I spent it with two sticky, sweaty little boys who were so excited to make me smile they kept shouting to me all day, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY! IT'S STILL YOUR SPECIAL DAY!" With Henry who said, "I borgot to get you a present. I'll give you sixty forty kisses instead. Dat be OK?" And who will not understand until he's a parent himself that his sixty forty kisses for my birthday were better than any gift he could have ever picked at the store. And with David who said, "You look so pretty Mama. I fink it's because it's your special day." And with Jack, who smiles so much he makes everyone around him smile. I spent it with my parents, who still - 31 years later - make a point to make birthdays a special day. They made a wonderful dinner after working all day and then acted like they had nothing better to do, swimming in the pool and doing "cannit balls" with David and Henry until 8:00.
I can't remember a better birthday. And, for those still wondering, I didn't get the Buxton Organizer. Don't cry.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
edited to add: I heard back from her. She wants a cake half the size, but still the same design. That doesn't really work when you're going from a two tier cake to a single tier, but I'll figure something out.
Monday, June 2, 2008
This morning we went to the farmer's market in Nashville with Julie and LJ. The selection was pretty slim, unless you were looking for cucumbers, zucchini, yellow squash, or tomatoes. I picked a couple of things up, but was very disappointed. I'm hoping in a couple more weeks there will be more to choose from. After that we went to Whole Foods. We free-sampled our way through the store and picked up a few things. I let the boys get cupcakes because it's my birthday this week. The man behind the counter heard me say that and had me pick a cupcake too and gave it to me as a birthday gift. He was very sweet. We ate lunch there. I had sushi, David and Henry had cupcakes. Henry was dripping the milk from his milk box all over his legs. When I put him back in the shopping cart to leave he whined, "What's all over mine legs?!" I told him it was milk and he yelled, "From your boooooooooobies?" I just looked at Julie and laughed. It was clearly time to go!
I'm going to pick up the house a little while they "relax" in their room (read: trash it) and Jack takes a nap. Then we're going to swing by Target to pick up a sprinkler and some hanburger buns I forgot to get at WF while we were there. After that we're going to hit the pool for a bit, and I think I'm going to leave the big boys with my mom and go to Weight Watchers tonight. It's sad that I have to pay someone $12 a week to weigh me in order to lose weight. Chris said he'd weigh me each week. Um, no. I don't need to live with the food police, thankyouverymuch.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
I also think it's hysterical that, according to sitemeter, I've gotten two people looking at my blog because they were led here by google searches for the Buxton Organizer!!