Sunday, June 29, 2008

Dumping It..

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Here are my good friends blogless, and lnotes (aka bbk mom) heading out for a kayak ride.. You have to watch this.. it's hysterical!! And thank you to ctale for emailing me this!!

Camping in the Rain..

Really sucks. I know I had been saying that I didn't even cared if it rained.. but it turns out I did.. Actually it didn't rain Friday, that turned out to be our nicest day weather wise. Saturday was cold and overcast, and rained in the evening.. a lot! Then this morning, we had a storm like I haven't seen in quite sometime.. torrential rain, thunder and lightening. Yea, it was fun packing up our shit after that.. I think we're probably still all drying out.

Despite the shit weather, we still had a LOT of fun! Ctale was living in a fantasy thinking that other campers would assume we were college kids up there to party. Well, we partied, but I'm not sure if we would have been mistaken for college kids.. we can only hope..

Here are a few pics..




The bride to be celebrating her freedom for the weekend.. that's blogless in the background celebrating as well (in her own bootylicious way)
These are the two trees that my sister had to navigate through to get my camper onto our site. She totally rocked..
And here again is ctale, with her new friend Ted.. she is no doubt going to be ripped at me for posting this picture, but what kind of bacherolette party would it be without a blow up doll and a peni$ shaped lollipop?? right?

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

This Weekend..

So, this is the weekend I've been anxiously waiting for.. the girls weekend to celebrate ctale's upcoming nuptials.. The guys had their weekend last weekend, which included a lot of drinking, playing the Wii and more drinking. I guess the did some boating and fishing too, but my husband has been less than forthcoming with any details.. not that he's hiding anything, that is just him, plain and simple.
We're leaving Friday morning, and won't be coming home until sometime on Sunday.. I can't tell you how excited I am to get all that time for myself.. with no one crying at my feet, no one needing me for bum wiping, diaper changing, lunch making or anything at all!!! Sounds like paradise to me!

Monday, June 23, 2008

Wii Had Our First Injury...


My poor unsuspecting 5 year old, watching his brother playing tennis on the Wii, minding his own business ended up getting this small cut/bruise when his brother got a little over zealous and knocked him in the face. Of course this went over BIG.. my 5 year old is not exactly graceful in handling an accident.. but it did give him this impressive looking mark, that I've been convincing him is cool (in hopes of lessening some of the dirty looks directed at his big brother, who felt horrible enough..)

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Kidz Rule, don't they??

I got an email the other day from a marketing person at a NH magazine for kids. It's called Kidz Rule USA. They want to send me free samples of their magazine and then post a review on my blog, with a link to their magazine. I am more than happy to do that, their website looks like it has a lot of great stuff for kids.. So, here in advance, is a link their site.. http://www.kidzruleusa.com/ I'll have more about it as soon as I get the mag, and have my kids determine if they like it or not (which of course I'm sure they will..)

Phew..

3 weeks ago, I emailed my boss asking her if she needed extra help during the summer, as my husband would be home to help out with the kids. Well, after 3 more emails, she finally has given me hours. Yee ha.. I was sweating, really I was.. my husband is a teacher, and the summer means no paycheck. And while we have a bit in savings, it just wouldn't have been enough.. Every January, I start to bug my husband about what he's going to do for the summer.. because he always says he's going to get something. But of course he never does, and so it ends up being me.. Which is fine, seriously, I have no issue getting out of my house for an extra 30 hours or so a week.. and he's going to be helping out with my sister's kids as well.. that's going to make for some pretty juicy blog material. Anyway, I can finally breathe a huge sigh of relief.. it feels good.

On To 3rd Grade..

I was at my oldest son's school today, for his end of the year party in his classroom. I hadn't been able to volunteer this year as much as I had in the past, so to get to see him in his element was a treat.
I couldn't get over how much older he seems. He's so confident, and comfortable around his peers. So much different than kindergarten or first grade, where I worried so much about him fitting in, and feeling comfortable. Clearly he has found his niche.
At the end of the party, before dismissal, the school did something that they do every year, but that I had never heard of before. All the students stand in their hallways, listening to the song "Celebration" over the p.a. system, and wait for the graduating 5th graders to parade down the halls, being cheered and high fived all the way. They'll be moving onto the middle school next year. This is how they say goodbye. It was very sweet, and exciting, and oddly sad. I don't know why I became so emotional, whether it was my raging hormones (PMS) or seeing that it won't be long before my own young son and first born will be parading down that hall as well.. but when I heard the song being played on the radio, I felt totally overwhelmed by emotion and had to hold back the tears. It was bordering pathetic, really. Kool and the Gang should not have that affect on me! But whatever, it was still a sweet moment, as I stood in the hallway, holding my youngest son's hand, and watching from a distance, my oldest son growing up before my eyes...

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

My Good Boy.. something I don't often refer to him as..


My youngest son had his first day of orientation for Kindergarten yesterday. I remember what it was like when I took my oldest son.. I think I actually may have gotten a bit weepy, and had the shits for days just worrying about it.. My how times have changed! I was prepared for my little one to be all upset, and clingy. I was prepared to pretty much have someone have to tear him away from my leg screaming, but he shocked me, and went away with the teacher, just like my oldest son had done 3 years before him.


I was so happy for him. So impressed.. At times, he surprises me and is more grown up than I sometimes give him credit for. He does after all, act like the spawn of Satan on most days.. although he can be an incredibly loving and caring little boy. It was so nice to hear all the teaches comment on what a nice boy he was, and how well he did. I've been worried that he was going to be compared to his older brother, and I'm sure he will be (his brother is a god send to the teachers at his school, from what I'm told..don't wanna brag, but he's wonderful to have in a classroom..) It would appear that his little brother may be just like him.. sweet, attentive, and well behaved (I can't believe I'm using these words to describe my 5 year old.. seriously!) But I'm so glad that I am..

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Happy Birthday!!

Today is my twin sister's birthday (and of course mine as well.) But I'm not posting about me, I'm posting about her, and what a wonderful sister she is.. She should be recognized on this very special day.. the day that I wrestled her out of the womb first.. the day that I have always shared with her.. So Happy Birthday you ass face! (see, it wouldn't be a birthday wish, or term of endearment unless I said something really rude to her.. she gets it!) And thanks for giving me the day off from taking care of all those kids.. oh wait, you didn't! I keed, I keed.. Really, Happy Birthday from your better half..

Monday, June 09, 2008

Grocery Shopping, with 3 kids..

Don't do it. Or try to avoid it if at all possible. Especially if 2 of them are under 2 and require constant supervision, and one of them is 5 but acts like he's 2 and simply can't walk beside the cart, but needs to be in it, until he is so literally covered with the groceries that he starts crying that his legs hurt because the box of crackers are crushing them..
And when you're checking out, try to find an aisle with no candy, otherwise you're going to be picking up about 20 packages of random candy bars off the floor because the girls think it's fun to just toss shit on the floor. Of course you have to buy them each one package of candy, or the feisty twin will just walk away to another aisle, perhaps in hopes of finding a mom who will let her have the pretty purple bag of M&M's (which are dark chocolate btw, and they ate one, and threw the rest on the floor of my van..) And finally, when the bagger asks you if you need help, say "Yes, would you be available to come to my house and unload all this shit too? That would be great, thank you!"

Sunday, June 08, 2008

How we survived our first camping trip..

So this weekend went better than I think anyone of us could expect.. with the exception of my youngest son who has found his goal in life will be to torture my husband and I with his incessant whining, until we die. Other than that, it went great.

The campground was ok. I'm not sure if we'd go back to this particular place.. the sites were a little small, and so many of the people there, actually lived there.. So it had kind of a creepy, sorry that this your home kind of feel, but whatever, it was fun for what it was worth.

Here are a few pics from our little excursion.. the girls loved it btw, thankfully they slept great last night.. Here are the kids enjoying a little camp snack.. This is the site (duh) It was covered in gravel too, not the barefoot sort of campground.. Our girls wouldn't feel at home unless they got naked.. notice they are still in their shoes.. that would be the rock covered camp site keeping those on. The girls in their new double stroller (I got it from a mom at my son's preschool-for free!) Let me point out that this was one of the only times my husband actually pushed it.. and it was only so I could get this crappy pic. You didn't think he would actually stop walking so I could get the shot do you? And the girls getting their feet wet (with their shoes on of course!)

After this weekend, I'm looking forward to our girls only camping trip in honor of ctales wedding.. her bacherolette party weekend, more than ever!

Friday, June 06, 2008

So Long Douchie..

One of my favorite coworkers had his last day today. He's moving on to bigger and better things, and for that, I am really happy for him. But I'm also going to miss him.. I only got to see him every few weeks, but I always looked forward to getting to hang with him for a bit and catch up. He's a distant relative of mine (cousin by marriage or something..) And we have similar screwy backgrounds.. but he's a sweetheart, he hasn't found his true love yet, but she's out there.. And when he's not putting his foot in his mouth, he's really funny.. Anyway, good luck to you douchie! You better not be a stranger!

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Last Day of Preschool...

Tomorrow is my youngest sons last day of preschool. No more drop offs, or pick ups, no more calming him down because Johnny Appleseed or Mr. Bingles the Elf scared the beejesus out of him. No more plastic bags of his peed on clothes tossed into my van at the end of the day. No more refusing to eat their snack because fruit and yogurt are not edible as far as he's concerned. No more pissing off the side of my van during drop off because I forgot to make sure he went before we left. No more waiting behind other mom's as they chatted while I waited to drop him off. No more awkward tea parties, or class trips. No more forgetting to donate gifts for Christmas, or forgetting to pass in a permission slip. No more gassing up my car every other day to get this kid where he needs to be. Just 2 months off, until he starts kindergarten in the fall.. 5 days a week, on a bus!!! Yee Ha!

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Mr. Big Nut

I had totally forgotten about this nickname. When my oldest son was 2, he had a hernia. One day after swimming in his little pool when I changed his diaper, his right testicle was swollen to the size of a golf ball. After that, I started calling him Mr. Big Nut.
He ended up having surgery a week later. He was a different kid after that. He went from being a bit of a crab, to having not a care in the world.. it's amazing how irritated a kid can get with a cup or so of fluid in his ball sack!

Turd Ferguson..

I don't know what it is that makes my 3 year old niece undress in the bathroom, stick her finger in her butt, and come running down the hallway with a dollop of shit on her finger laughing all the way.. Could someone please explain?

Welcome Back bbk mom..

My good friend lnotes has started a new blog.. She is now bbk mom.. Check her out!

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Play Date Update..

My poor son only lasted an hour at his 2 hour play date. I got a call from his friends mom saying that he was crying, and wanted to come home. She thought maybe he was a bit overwhelmed by it all.. When I asked him what was wrong on the way home, he said he just missed me. I'm pretty sure that's a load of crap.. I mean, I know he missed me, sure, who wouldn't ;) but I think the mom was right.. I think he was just uncomfortable being somewhere he had never been before without me, and it became too much for him. He was so excited about going too, so maybe all the expectations he had just weren't met. Oh well, we'll try again. I've decided that since he's 5, he can invite someone over here. Despite the fact that I was trying to hold off him having anyone over til he was at least 7.. oh well. What's one more kid in my house??

His First Playdate..

My 5 year old was invited over to a friends house today. I cannot tell you how excited I am for him. He's been in the best mood ever today, which is nice considering the hell he has been putting us through lately.
His friends mom is coming to pick him up too, and drop him off.. I really like this woman, we've had talks about our middle children.. they are quite similar.. I never understood Jan Brady's plight, until I had a middle kid of my own.. although that doesn't explain why my 5 year old has been a constant p.i.t.a. since birth, but whatever..
I'm looking forward to having only 3 of my children for a while this afternoon.. it's going to seem very peaceful..

Campout..

We have made plans for our first official camping trip (official meaning that we are actually leaving our yard with the camper!!) This weekend we are heading about 35 minutes north, for what will hopefully be a lot of fun, but more likely will be a lot of work.
I've been trying to get some lists going on what I need to pack.. with 4 kids it's going to be a lot! I'm really looking forward to it though, despite the fact that I know I'm going to come home exhausted, and will most likely be exhausted while I'm there as well. I don't care though. My kids are going to love the outdoors, and love camping, even if it kills my husband and I in the process!

Monday, June 02, 2008

Why some mothers eat their young..

My youngest son got a blister yesterday on the inside of his foot.. from his Walmart crocs.. I couldn't have imagined the hell this blister was going to put me through for the remainder of the day, because if I could have foreseen how I would spend my Sunday, then surely I would have put a gun into my mouth and ended it all.

This is no exaggeration either. I have never seen him quite like this, and I've seen him in pretty bad shape before.. like when he couldn't have another pop tart, or when his brother accidentally took one of his transformer toys. But this was different. This came after a sleepover we had here with my sister and blogless. A sleepover in which there were 9 children (to 3 adults) and a night that kept him up until after 11, and awake before 7. Not a good combination for this little guy.

I made him take a nap, which only made his mood, and his blister worse. We all went for ice cream last night, and he refused to get out of the car because he didn't want to walk. It was a long ass day!

When he woke up this morning he cried that he didn't want to go to school, or to speech. Yea right. Like I was going to let him stay home because of a BLISTER! And I can't tell you how many times I said "It's just a blister! A Blister, we all get them, and no one has ever died from it! UGH" He wouldn't walk people! Finally though, an amazingly bright light went on, and I put a sock on. Yes, a sock, and he couldn't believe how much better it felt. He couldn't get over how it felt just like the other foot. A sock. jesus.