Eyebrowns, Silly Putty and Eggs

I could tell it was Friday. Noone wanted to get up. The boys did. and even got dressed on their own. although I did have to send Matt back to change into pants. He had on overalls that were too short.

Usually he can get away with wearing highwaters, cause he wears those fancy cowboy boots and doesnt pull his pants down over the top. They just kinda sit on the top.

But today was a PE day and he had to wear his chukkas. His pants have to come down to a normal length. He was VERY upset about having to change. He loves his railroad overalls. To him that is dressing up! And I have to admit, he looks pretty nice in them! :)

Rayley has been sleeping in her room pretty well. But there is one drawback, she wakes up more easily in there than she does when she is asleep here on the couch in the middle of morning mayhem! I dont undestand it. She has not slept past 6:15 since she started sleeping in there. :(

Well she wanted cereal. So I got up and made it. I started just buying plain corn flakes. The kind with the rooster on the box. And I dont put sugar on them. I got tired of the constant cereal buying. And they bounce off the walls when they eat the crap. My walls are NOT that good. Anyway, she eats it likes its frosted flakes. Doesnt need sugar. I reckon it might be better for her too.
Of course this morning she ate half and wasnt hungry anymore.

About 30 minutes later I decided I wanted some oatmeal. I got up and made some. Well she heard me in the kitchen and right about the time I set down to eat she wanted me to fix her some. I told her no, she had cereal to finish. She screwed up her adorable little face and started to pout. I just looked at her, she started to whine. I told her to leave the room. Then it was full out crying. Like I had taken away her pink stuffed pig. oh and the accusations... I hated her, I didnt love her. Noone in this whole world loved her. She was going to starve to death. I told her that I did love her. and she wouldnt be hungry if she would eat that cereal. And to please just be quiet. Well she got mad then, and told me that I hated her and when I tried to argue she just got worse. So I agreed with her. Steam started coming out of her ears and she looked at me, (the tears can stop as quickly as they start), and said "well FINE, if you dont like me I will just go to my ROOM!" and off she went.
Heck, if I'da known that was all it took I would have agree'd with her 10 minutes before!

I finished my oatmeal in blessed silence and came back in the living room. Bow was awake and I had to feed him. I had no more than got comfy, unpaused the TV and got him happy that in she came. She had finished her cereal and wanted oatmeal.

I explained that I was busy right now, Once I got Bow back to sleep I would get it. This started another whine fest. I swear this jealousy is gona drive me up a wall.
Back in her room she went. Slamming her door. This scared the baby, who bit me, and then started to wail. If I JUST had one of those remote training devices... Just ONCE.
I got Bow all settled, then went in and made Princess gimenow some oatmeal. I called her out and told her it was there. Oh, she loved and hugged and thanked me so much! Down she sat to eat and I went back into the living room to do some work. 3 minutes later she was too tired to eat. I told her she had asked for it, to eat it. AGAIN with the water works. This time I just went and got her, took her little hand, put her in her bedroom and told her to sit there.
LORD the noises she made. Its a good thing we live in the country. She didnt shut up for 10 minutes.

Then she came out with her barbie and car and started playing.

When BR got up I made him some sausage and eggs. The whole time Rayley wanted to eat it. She was hungry. I told her 5 differnt times that she didnt like eggs. OH YES she did, she would inform me. I eat them. I LOVE eggs. She couldnt wait to eat. I was cleaning the kitchen as I cooked and she just kept on wanting the food. Like I was purposely cooking it slowly. I told her to eat her oatmeal. She refused, it was 'rocky'. So once it got done I put some on a tortilla and told her to sit down and eat. She took one bite, spit it out and informed me that she hated eggs and I was a mean and awful mommy for making her eat them.

I took a deep breath, counted to 10 and smiled. I smiled so sweetly, she ran from the kitchen like her tail was on fire. Right smack into her daddy. He asked what was wrong. She told him that I was trying to make her eat eggs and that I know she hates them. Luckily he had heard the BUT I LOVE THEM exchange and told her so. Well she got mad and went to her room again. But this time she was wailing about him hateing her, and how noone loves her. And how she was just gona stay in her room and starve. She could never eat again because we only ever had eggs. I wouldnt fix her anything else. She got over it quickly and out she came.

Oh Goody.

Once the boys showed up she was in high spirits again, and glad to see them. Matt was all excited and telling me he had won the 'catch a compliment' prize for the week at school. He had even won some silly putty in his prize pack.

I decided to look through their backpacks and found that Brett had made Bulldog of the week at his school.
WOW! This is great. maybe they are starting to settle down and listen. Not being 'boys' and minding like they should. I told them both how proud I was. They just were so happy. They preened like roosters for a while. Then they wanted to play monopoly. I will be honest, I just wasnt up to it. I promised them we would play on Monday since they didnt have school.
They thought I was the best mom ever!
Then one of them remembered that there WAS school on Monday. I told them, NOT for them. It was Presidents day.

Since it was raining I told them that we had a busy weekend coming up and they wouldnt have time later, so they should go and clean their room now. That way incase they were invited anywhere for the night (fingers crossed) they would be allowed to go.
This was met with LOTS of bickering, whining, and blaming.
Damn that 'not me' character.. I wish he would stop messing up my childrens neat rooms.

They did get started, but needed music first. So they went out to my truck and got my CD case. I let them have an old CD player for their room and they are really enjoying it. Next thing I know Hells Bells is blaring through the speakers.

I swear, I am going to cancel VH1 and MTV from my TV. Now BR has them listening to AC/DC!

A few hours later my Sister in Law called. She wanted the kids. I had to tell her no. They had managed to play and fight, but hadnt cleaned. such a shame.. I am not sure why I torture myself like this. I tell myself I am making them learn you have to earn privlidges.. I think I just have a self destructive personality.

One time when they came out, Matt was playing with his silly putty. They were poking holes in it, and leaving the shapes of toys in there. I told them to hand it to me, and give me the newspaper. They just looked at me like I was going to wrap it up in the newspaper and throw it away.
I wonder what would give them that impression?
I convinced them I knew what I was doing. Well they then proceeded to tell me all about it. How it would stretch and you could roll it and it wouldn't get hard if you kept it in the egg. I told them I knew. I had seen it before.

They were appalled. I had never bought it for them! By now I had the newspaper and putty and I flattened it out and laid it on the paper. Matt just knew I had ruined his putty. I pulled it off and showed them the newsprint. Then I stretched it and they were amazed! Where did I learn that?
I told them I had silly putty when I was a kid.
total silence and looks of awe
( I really hate this part!)
Then they recovered their voices.
"REALLY?" they all said in unison.
YES I said, Silly putty has been around since before your grandparents were born!
"Really?" they said.
yes.
"did you have play doh too?"
"what about Barbies" Rayely asked
I assured them, I had seen and played with both.
THen they wanted to know what else it could do.
I ALMOST told them it would float, and that it would bounce higher than that bouncy ball that Brett had hidden in his pocket and kept bouncin every time he went into the kitchen or bathroom.
BUT I regained my senses. and instead showed them that it would break, and stretch. :)

I also told them to ALWAYS put it back in the egg. It DOES NOT come out of carpet easy. Well they had lost the egg. I told Matt to just set it on the coffee table and we would find the egg later. He sat it RIGHT on the remote.
for future refrence, it doesnt come off remote buttons either.

Another time I had gotten Bow to sleep. And then all of a sudden Rayley screams from the living room "MOM! somethings wrong with BOW!!" I came running, he started screaming, she is just bouncing and frantic.. I jerked him up, started looking, asking her "whats wrong?" "what was he doing?" I got him calmed down, and made her stop hollering that he 'wasnt normal'.
I asked again, what was he doing? SLeeping, she said.
I told her I KNEW that. He had been sleeping when I went to clean up the kitchen.
"What was wrong with him."
"his eyebrowns" she said, exasperated.
"His WHAT?"
"EYEBROwNS!"
I asked again, this time with a calm I didnt feel. "what exactly is WRONG with his EYEBROWS.?"
"He doesnt have any" she said, showing some attitude.
She woke up a sleeping baby, took 5 years off my life, and made me run the water in the sink over, cause he doesnt have EYE BROWS? I explained that he did, they were just light colored and not quite as visible as hers. and they were called EYE BROWS NOT eye browns!
"OH" she said, "maybe he is normal" and flounced off.

Well if he is, He is NOT kin to her!

To refrence an earlier post. PECKED TO DEATH!

Once bedtime came they went pretty well. Matt had already fallen asleep and I went in to get him up so he could go pee. He got up, and I herded him towards the bathroom. I was on the phone with their dad and he just stood in front of me starting at me. I waved my hand towards the toilet a few times and he just stared. Then he sat on the floor. I asked him what he was doing. He said "I dont know what I am doing in here" I told him to pee. He asked "where?"
AHA! I have it fiqured out! when they go to sleep they loose all sense and some of it never comes back when they wake back up! This explains why I have to repeat everything EVERY day!!
I told him to go in the toilet. Although I really considered telling him to go outside. Just to see if he would relize it was dark and he is scared of the dark. But it was raining and the puddles and wet clothes would just be more work for me.

When I went and told Rayley to go before she fell asleep, she told me "she went that other day and didnt need to." When I started to count Brett whispered to her she better go quick, mom has that look and she's starting to count.

Now they are all asleep. Including dear little Bow, who is smiling and cooing all the time now. And wants to SIT up. he doesnt like to lay down. AT ALL. and he is getting so big! we are filling out 3-6 month clothes really well. We will be in 6-9 months before I know it! I swear, the other kids were just barely into the 3-6 month at 4 months! I know for a fact Rayley wasnt. She wore cabbage patch kid clothes for over a month!

I have a big day tomorrow, and its supposed to rain and storm and get cold. Which will be nice. Wearing shorts in the middle of Feb is just NOT right. LOL The rain and storm wont be nice. but the cold will. I have about 100 miles worth of driving tomorrow and dont want to do it in the rain.

Tomorrow is baseball sign ups. 70 bucks a kid. and the company that sponsers them buys the shirt, socks, and hat. 3 dozen baseballs retail is 100.00. Inmates maintain the grounds. I dont know where it goes. But its pitiful. And this year my kids will be on differnt teams. :( thats twice the running, twice the games, and twice the money!

carnations and kids

I woke up the kids at 15 till 6 this morning. Made sure they were dressed and Brett had his blanket and MP3 player all ready for school. Then I gave them their valentines cards and told them that I was going to go and get ready, they had about 20 minutes. ( it was more like 40).

I came back dressed and ready at 6:20. Matt had 6 cards done, mostly to girls. Brett had 9. Matt was goofing off and Brett had forgotten 1/2 his classmates names. I ended up having to fill out half of Matts and prompting Brett for a few more.

ONE simple task. I left them STRICT instructions and motivation to do this. I was in the other room for 20 minutes. I came back and they were each goofing off. One by making airplanes out of his other valentines, the other by looking for fish in the tank that hasnt had fish in it for months. I still had to cut up and tape 50 suckers to their cards.

Once they were gone I went out and started the truck, it was COLD this morning. Frost everywhere!, Got the baby ready, all dressed and cute. Picked him up and started out. He dirty'd his diaper. So I UNDRESSED the baby, changed him, and then left the house. I was looking forward to a fun day of talking to real adults, joking with the other moms and going to Matts school for his party at 2:30.

WHen I got to the school there were carnations everywhere and the only other person there was frantic. Come to find out the 5 that was supposed to help us had other plans. We were all alone in a room with 300 carnations and a ticking clock.


We had to cut each stem, fill the water pick thing, stick the flower in it, wrap the flowers and tie a pretty bow, Then we had to tie a personalized card on each one.

I decided then and there I should have worn MY pajama's to school too. This was going to be a LONG day.
We worked, and worked. I had left the house with one Dr Pepper and no food. I still had that same Dr Pepper and no food when I left. THe principal was nice enough to send down a few ladies at around 1:30 to help us. And one of the aides had came in around 11:00. And she was the biggest help of all. SHe picked up Bow and held him all day! This child is going to be so spoilt! LOL Every once in a while someone would stick their head in to tell me they had the baby. Every time I go up there its a fun game of musical baby. I dont mind at all. I am always willing to let someone else do the dirty work for a while, Bow LOVES it. he is the center of attention, never gets put down and flirts all day. The only ones that mind are the ones loosing him to the next player.

By the time we got the help all we had left was tying on the cards. and delivering. We finished at 2:45.
By then it was too late to get to Matts party across town so I just stuck around to bring Brett home.

The kids seemed to love PJ day. And were in high spirits. And laden with chocolate. I told Brett on the way out of the school to NOT eat it all.
We went and got Matt at my mother in laws daycare and he was toting an equaly overladen bag of candy. Not what I wanted to see.
And my dear mother in law was nice enough to have a bag for Rayley since she had missed out on valentines day parties! Oh yea, lets feel sorry for her. Cause Lord knows that chocolate doesnt make kids hyper and its so good for them.. Does noone remember the thousands I have already spent on these kids mouths because they had the misfortune to be born with my teeth?


I told the boys all the way home not to eat alot of candy. They would regret it.
They played 'matching' cards all the way home. They were trying to see who got the best ones, which ones matched, and trading for ones they liked. Candy was the same way.
The really good stuff was eaten, the icky stuff traded and the decent stuff put back for later. What wasnt traded was offered to me. I am picky about my candy and turned it all down.

Once we got home they went out to play and I came in to a very messy house. I cleaned up a little. Till I realized I was picking up more of their crap than mine. I called them in and made them pick up their own. By now Rayley was home and glad to see 'her boys'.

I got Bow to sleep and was so hungry I couldnt stand it any more. So I laid him down, got up and started making SOS. it was not 5 minutes before all the kids were in the livin room bouncing off the walls. I told them if they woke back up the baby they would have to hold him till I got done.

Brett didnt belive me. He ended up bouncing on the couch. So when Bow woke up screaming I made him take him. Bow didnt like this at all. Poor thing was so tired. All the while he was screaming, Brett was whining and they were all complaining about what I was making.
Lifes hard. I'm hungry SOS is quick and easy. But come to find out- damn if there is NO bread to put it on. I dont know why it is so hard for these people to tell me when they use all the bread. I am not going back into town to buy bread. I didnt even stop today and buy tea or Dr Pepper. I was too tired.

Since I hadnt eaten since supper last night I was about to starve to death. but with poor Bow crying, I couldnt eat yet. I made the kids plates and took Bow from Brett. He was happy to release him. But noone wanted to eat. I explained to them that since I was hungry, and wasnt getting to eat, they better enjoy it. Matt did. Brett on the other hand had a stomache ache..
Gee, I wonder why?
Rayley decided that the boys would look better wearing her food. She kept threatning to throw it at them. ( I think she did a few times while I was out of the room, but I couldnt ever find evidence. Mo-ron dog was in there.)


Once I kicked them all out of the kitchen they came in here and sat down to watch some TV with me. Brett still with a tummy ache. (HE HE HE HE HE..)
It was less than 30 minutes and both boys just got up and went to bed. I ended up having to go and look for them. They were tired. And Brett felt like he was going to puke. It wasnt even 8. Maybe that extra 15 minutes in the morning really is a good idea!! Even Rayley asked me if she could go to bed! HELL YES!

Once they went to bed, I found the candy I had taken away from them. WHOO-HOO!

So I sat down to eat their loot and check my email. BR called and we were only able to talk for a few minutes. He appologized for not getting me something. I told him I was in no way upset. I had seen all the flowers I needed to see for a LONG time, plus last time he got me roses I ended up having to write the check to pay the bill, and got a baby..

Plus, I have all the kids chocolate!

Bow hasnt woken up since 7:30 and its been so nice and quiet here. I think other than my middle son being mad for me not making it to his party, all in all, the day is a good one.

well its a good one except I have horrible indigestion from all the chocolate. My back hurts, and I am too tired to think. I havent even tried to work on my website. I know I didnt become tech savvy overnight. I think this might be a lost cause.

But I have to close with the email my dear dad sent me today. Ahhh the love is in the air.

Just thought I would let you know....I just heard from my florist that the delivery truck with YOUR Valentine's Day Roses has crashed and burned. I really was looking forward to hearing from you as to how much you really loved them and what a great person I was for being so thoughtful and remembering you on this lovely day.

Life will not be the same without them but I'm sure you can visualize just how beautiful they were before being trapped in the raging inferno.

Please don't hold it against me for someone elses ineptness. They were sent with Love so at least you still have that. Love you T


yep, I can feel the love. and the indegestion. Luckily, I can also feel the heating pad.

Lucky and Idiot

My 2 oldest boys are always being mistaken for each other. I will admit, I even get them confused at times. I am asked all the time if they are twins. I in turn say no, They are 15 months apart. Then I am usually asked if they are identical. I say yes.

I have to buy two of everyting. If a blue shirt is bought I have to buy a red one. Or another blue one. I usually try to buy them contrasting colors. But at times they will pick out clothes that are the same. Well yesterday Brett decided that he was gona dress them like twins since everyone at daycare always confuses them with each other. (Usually the one that gets blamed is the only one that cares..) So off they went today, all matching and cute.
Honestly it screwed with me this morning. I wasnt really awake, I had fallen asleep sitting up nursing Bow and would open my eyes a little when one walked by. I apparently asked the same red shirted boy 3 times if he had brushed his teeth. In my defence, everytime I opened my eyes he was sitting in his dads chair and I didnt think he had moved. Come to find out it was both of them. Just at differnt times.

I tried so hard to go back to sleep after they left. But Rayley was awake, so I made her breakfast and then tried to convince Bow it was still night time. Rayley was not happy, but I told her it really wasnt wake up time. Since it was dark outside and all. I did get Bow back to sleep and Rayley was in her room playing so I was ALMOST asleep and she came in, climbed up on the back of the couch and says "Look mom, its wakeup time!" well this woke up Bow and I was screwed.

I decided to just get started on trying to transfer that website.
Well at 9:30 I got a call from Matts school nurse. He was complaining of a headache. I told her to let him lay down for a few minutes. If he goes to sleep, or is real still, he is sick. If he wont get still, or is playing with his hands, he is fine. Send him back to class.

Apparently he was fine. she never called back.

Rayley is still a little under the weather and went back to sleep. I was so glad for the chance at a nap! BUT Bow didnt think it was a good idea. Once I got him settled, I went back to searching for "a blondes guide to making a website"

Then at noon thirty the schoolhouse calls again. The same number shows up for all the schools so when I heard "michelle, this is the nurses office" I just knew that little brat was gona make me drive all the way into town to get him. I'd get him home and he would be bouncing off the walls.
Then I heard her say "Brett".. Hmmmm.. maybe they are both sick. Maybe poor Matt wasnt faking it. I got that guilty feeling that you get when your kid told you their arm was broken and you told them it wasn't -cause they could wiggle their fingers, and there was no blood. And come to find out it was..
Just for clarification, I have never done this... but I have heard stories..

Anyway, my eldest it seems just needed a change of clothes. He had fallen down in a mud puddle. Okay. They want me to drive 40 miles to bring him a pair of pants. AHA! I was right! Matt wasnt sick!
BR was off today so he opted to just go and pick them up. He got both of them.


About 10 minutes after he got home with them my mom showed up to get Rayley for the night. I have to be in town tomorrow morning at 7:15 to get started on those valentine carnations for the kids. She walked in and asked what was going on? Where they sick? I said "who? Idiot and Lucky?" She just looked confused, so Matt explained it: "He's the idiot, cause he fell in the mud, and I'm Lucky cause he did."

yep. out of the mouths of babes..

BR wanted to go over to the yard where they park their 18 wheelers and clean up his new truck some, so he took the boys with him.

I went back to working on that website. I still havent found that DNS part... Thats the first thing you do I think. But I do have a domain. Its just a dead domain.. something about a parking place. BUT I have gotten that far.

Anyway, around 5:30 my sister in law called, asked if I had seen our mother in law, I said No, but she was supposed to bring Brett some PJ's and those valentines cards to me after she got off work. She told me that she had been gone from work since 3. So I called her cell phone. No answer. I called back my sister in law and said that I knew she was gona come by and bring me that stuff from walmart. She informed me walmart was closed. OH NO!! This is a store that only closes on CHristmas Day. I hope it was nothing major. I need a few things tomorrow.

Come to find out yesterday when it was raining so bad, lightning hit something and now the generators had went down. They might be closed till Monday!!
Well about 30 minutes later my mother in law called. She said that she had ended up having to go all over town. She said that there was no room to WALK in the 2 clothing stores, Goodwill, the only other grocery store, walgreens, NOWHERE! and everyone was looking for pajama's!! And Valentines day candies.

I need tea and BR needs armoral wipes.. I guess this means I have to go to the grocery store, and an auto store tomorrow.
She decided to drive about 30 miles away to another town and go to their walmart.
She did find a set and said she knew at least 4 women in there. Thank God she also thought to get Candy, it was on my list to pick up in the morning.

We never buy PJ's except when the school has a PJ day! And I reckon we aint the only ones!

Well BR got home and the boys walked in. BOTH were wet from head to toe. it was COLD out there today. I asked what the hell happened.
It seems that both boys were helping BR wash the truck and Matt was supposed to clean out his rag. BR turned around and there stood Matt with the rag held out in front of him by the corners and Brett standing in front of him aiming the hose at the rag.

I never did find out how Brett got so wet. After hearing how Matt did it I really didnt want to know.

She didnt get here with the valentines till after 8:30 and since the boys were asleep I will have to wake them up 30 minutes early tomorrow. And Matt will be relieved to find out that she did get some heart suckers. There is a special little girl that he wants to give one to.
He really wanted sweettarts, so I will try to find some on the way to his party tomorow. Maybe they will have emergancy generators or something!

I think I need some sleep. I have to be DReSSED before 7 am. :(

a wasted day

Well today was the nastiest day I can remember for a long time! The rain was awful. It was cold and Lordy did it come down. Mostly while we were driving to my audit and while I was going in and coming out!

BR is getting another headcold I think, so he was miserable all day. And Rayley alternates between bouncing off the walls and wanting to be loved.

Matt and Brett are sorta under the weather too. I guess Bow is the only one that is just smiling his way through the day and doesn’t have a care in the world. When I got back out to the truck today from my audit he was screaming his fool head off. I took him and he just shut right up and looked up at me like I had left him for a week.

I see this turning into a lot of extra work for me… I need to get him Unattached! But he is such a good baby. As long as you are holding him. I can’t even get away from him while he sleeps. He wiggles towards me no matter what. He has a 6th sense when it comes to finding body warmth.
With everyone feeling kinda down in the dumps tonight was a little testy. Brett was wanting to forgo his homework so he could play with the other two and since he forgot it last night I wasn’t quite as lenient as he wanted!

Of course everyone wanted something different for supper tonight. So it was a "find what you can and eat it" night.

I was supposed to buy Brett some PJ’s to wear to a free day at school today and forgot. I also forgot to pick up their valentine candy. I really don’t want to run to town tomorrow just for that. I am not sure what I will do.
Tomorrow is my only day left this week to do NOTHING.

I need to make sure I have a list so I can get everything done that I need to get done this week. The way my mind is I’ll forget to sign the kids up for baseball or not make it to my sister in laws housewarming.

Once we got home I started trying to find a new place to host my website. I am researching so I can put my survey site back up and be able to edit it, and I am opening a store with some homemade items that my mother is making. I have never felt so dumb in all my life.. There are so many choices and none of its in English. I think ‘computer talk’ is the school nerds way of getting back at the popular people from the way they were treated in school.
I just wish that I wasn’t one of the ignorant ones. I swear I was nice to most people! Heck, I didn’t go to school enough to be mean to anyone!

I think I have the gist of it. Now I just have to pick a free hosting site.

I feel like I didn’t get anything done today. Just waiting for those pages to load took all night! I hate dial up. But I guess it’s the price you pay for living where they have to pump in sunshine. I didn’t get any surveys done, or enter any of my sweepstakes. I do at least 10 surveys a day and enter around 30 sweeps.

(and y’all thought I didn’t do anything!) Try doing all of that on a 28.6 dial up! It’s like pulling teeth.

Rayley has been doing good about sleeping in her room. I found a solution. Every morning that she sleeps all night in there she gets to mark on the calendar. When she makes a week or so I told her I would buy her a surprise. I was supposed to buy that today too and forgot! I do have to take her back to her room at least once a night. But it’s going better than I thought.
Both boys are doing real well on their reading. Matt has even decided I am not the wicked witch of the east. Come to find out he likes Hank the Cowdog. He still gets mad when I tell him its time to read, but once he starts he really likes it.

Matt has even got 10 points in the Accelerated Reading program. He is ahead of Brett.

I got a phone call on Matt today though. He went to the nurse’s office and was sick. Had a slight temp (99) and his stomach hurts. Well Matt runs a slight temp ALL the time. Once he figures this out, I am screwed; cause every school nurse will send them home the minute they hit 99. (I know this, cause my Brother in Law runs one too, and he went home every chance he got!) Luckily a friend was substituting for the nurse today. She called and told me. I told her unless he really started feeling bad to leave him there. She laughed and said that when she had told him that she was going to call me, he said "no, just call my grandmother", Well she told him that she was gona call me first to see what I said. He told her to please call his grandmother cause he knew that I wouldn’t come and get him!
Like I said, I was lucky it was a friend of mine.

Music and Mayhem

Today was a great day!
The kids got up with NO fuss, they were dressed and had everything ready to go within 10 minutes. ( Boys are so low maintence!) of course that meant I had 30 more minutes of them sitting here with nothing to do. One sat beside me on the couch. The other on the coffee table across from us. It took less than 4 minutes before one accidently kicked the other. Then it was a hit, then it was another kick. Pretty soon it was all out warfare! Next thing I know Rayley is in here right in the middle of it. She woke up and needed love. Of course Bow was already awake.
Rayley was still kinda sickly and groggy. I fiqured she would go back to sleep pretty soon. But no. She decided it was cereal time. About then, their grandma pulled up and out the boys went. I was trying to convince her to hurry up and we would all go back to sleep. Then I saw headlights. BR was home. LOL I guess my day has started!

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. Well except I did get invited to do a product test on a Scubbing bubbles shower cleaner! WHOO HOO!! I HATE to clean the showers and cant wait for this thing to get here. I am officially on strike! I wont clean a shower ever again. :) I really dont understand how a shower can get so dirty. I mean granted it washing dirt off you, but the water runs clear before you get out. You would think it would rinse it all down the drain! A dirty bathtub I can grasp. But not the shower..

OH and I got a phone call from one of my mystery shopping companies. They are desperate for a walk in audit and will pay me 50.00 to drive 40 miles and spend a max of 10 minutes doing a revealed audit! They had this listed as a 9.00 shop. But got desperate. I LOVE the desperate shops!
I had one problem though! I had to call my sister in law to see if she would print out my paper work for me. This printer is still wonky!! :( I dont know what to do . I hate to buy new ink, if thats the problem I can fix it easy, but if its not, I am out 45.00!

I did get some bad news. My website is not accesable anymore. I cant add too it or fix it anything. I am going to have to find a new host this week. I just wonder if I can get my domain name. It was a free site, and idiot proof. I am gona have to find a way to copy it and paste it elsewhere. And 90% of it is links. I really dread this. I was supposed to set up a website to sell some handmade items that my mom has done this week. Now I have to find a new place to host AND set up a new site AND move my old site. And I am booked all week. BR is off the next 2 days, then I have to be at the school all day on Valentines and Friday I am taking a daytrip to Houston.

BR didnt go in to work tonight. He ended up working late a few nights and only had 15 minutes left to use tonight. LOL Heck it takes longer than that to do his pre truck inspection!
It was nice, he took over the 'holler time' for me tonight. I talked on the phone! He even took over the 'do your homework AND make sure your room is clean!' I am LOVIN THIS!

Of course Brett forgot his homework at school. I think tommorow I will staple a note to his shirt to remind him. I used to do this all the time, but had hoped they had outgrown it. NOPE! This morning I stapled a note to Matt since he had forgotten to give his teacher a note 3 days in a row!

It did no good, I asked him if his teacher had written me back. He just smiled. I asked if he got in trouble. He said "of course not" and smiled. I KNEW something was up. I asked for his folder and he insisted on getting it out of his backpack. So I took it from him. I asked if he was bad today. He smiled again. So I tried to rephrase the question. "Did your teacher have to get onto you today?" THis was a resounding NO! 'but aunt Kristi says Hello!'
OH HELL! A friend of mine was his substitute today. My first thought was to call her and ask how bad he was. Then I decided against it. I am hoping that if I call her next week the pain will have worn off and she will have forgotten some of it. Last time a friend was his sub he was the class clown.

Speaking of Matt, I sent him out to the truck today to get a package of diapers. I told him they were in the front floorboard. The first place he went was the drivers side. He came back in with the diaper bag. That was in the BACK floorboard. It took 2 trips to get what I wanted. Sometimes I worry about that kid. Then I see him watching TV and he can pick out Eddie Murphy in LIFE as being Donkey in Shrek. I KNOW he pays attention. Just not to me! He even picked out Gene Simmons on an old KISS video from the early 80's.

Since her daddy was home Rayley got to watch her favorite videos. I have her convienced that I dont know how to use the DVR. She LOVES 'got my game on' by Trace Adkins, and does all the moves he does. Its hillarious, and cute. Then its 'Rockstar' by nickleback. she knows all the words, and will holler "there's Uncle Ted, or I know him when its Billy Gibbons. " and then we have to listen to 'a country boy can survive' There are a few more, and thankfully (NOT) BR is widening their repertoire, he introduced them to Hells Bells tonight. They kept asking who them girls were. Due to the ensuing laughter, I think it might be a while before I introduce them to such legends as Bon Jovi and Aerosmith. Although I am glad they dont find the hair to be appealing. I prefer the buzz cuts they have now and dont relish any more fights than we already have. :)

Colic, Cleaning and Clinging!

Sorry I didnt post yesterday, I was just worn out after a trip to Louisiana to get my taxes done. I am always nervous when I cross the Sabine. I am afraid they will shut down the border and I cant get back home. Gosh I love those "Welcome to Texas" signs! Not to mention you cant drive over 55 over there. And since BR was driving he obeyed the speed limit! I also didnt have all 4 kids so it was a quiet day. Just dealing with BR and Bow.
I think thats why I was so tired. I know what I need to do with the money, BUT I also know that my used couch has busted again. There was already 8 folded up sheets under the cushions keeping you from hitting the floor when you sit. I had to add more two days ago. I am running out of bed clothes. I had hoped to make it until the kids were sorta grown. But there is just no hope. Ahhhhh well... Easy come, easy go I reckon.. Plus BR's recliner is broken too. You cant get it to UNrecline. I dont ever sit over there, so it really doesnt affect me, but when company comes over its hard to get them back out of it..

Bow started his 3 month colic almost a week before he turned 3 months old. It starts right around 4:30 every evening and lasts for about an hour.

He was good while we were in the CPA office, he was being held and walked. But the minute we get in the truck he went nuts. Screaming at the top of his lungs.

If you have never been around a baby with colic its an experience everyone should have to deal with at least once. Perferably those teenagers that think babies are cute.

You have a darling little bundle of joy one minute and the next you have a screaming, writhing, kicking, pissed off bundle of hate. He hates you, he hates his clothes, he hates food, he hates being held, he hates to be put down, he hates being still.
Its like you are sticking a hot branding iron to the poor thing, they twist sideways and throw them selves backwards. They scream until they are horse and then scream some more.
They buck and kick, then they straiten out stiff as a board. They flop like a fish out of water.
and they scream the whole time. seldom even stopping long enough to take a breath. You just know they are giving themselves whiplash. One second they are balled up like a cut worm, the next they have the back of their head touching their heels from bowing thier back. They twist and throw their bodies with the skill of a dolfin coming out of the water, and then they flail their arms. Bow manages to do this all with out a tear.

If you think a smiling cooing baby is hard to hold on to, try holding onto one of these slippery, mean, hurting, and upset things!

Well Bow did this all the way home. I would get him to sleep for about 6 minutes, and then he would wake back up for another 20 minute round of screaming in his car seat.

Once we got to walmart and I got him out he was okay. No more fussing. About the only way to shut one up is to walk and walk and walk.

Fine, except, when you are a mom, if you get up there is something that needs doing. And as you walk this poor baby you see more to do. Lunch and dinner dishes, spider webs, groceries you were not able to get put up from 3 days ago.
The trash needs taking out, the dog needs water. and here you are carrying 14 pounds of needy baby. Sometimes a still screaming, needy baby! And when there are 3 others in the house and they see you up, this is the time they need something. You cant hear them over the screams, but they will get louder. Dont worry.

And if you are scoffing at the 'small amount of weight' I want you to tote around a 10 lb weight for 15 minutes. you MUST hold it up against your chest, or draped over your arm. it gets real heavy, real quick!

but I am lucky, I have a sling. Its just a 5 foot long peice of cloth with rings sewed on one end, but you put the baby in, cinch it up and you are semi hands free! Well, Once I put Bow in it he is quiet. He just puts his sweet little head against my chest and rides in peace.
Not nary a word. Just occasional burps and lots of farts. You can get some things done, I have learned to load a dishwasher (bending over is kinda hard, so you just point and drop), I can take out the trash, put on a load of laundry if I dont have to bend over. But mostly its just me being up and him moving around keeps him peaceful.
But the minute you sit back down... all hell breaks loose again. We have to do this for an hour. Well shoot, you would think I would have the cleanest house this side of the Mason Dixon Line, NOPE, cause this is also the time when poor little 3 year olds need their mommy time too! And when the kids are getting home from school.

Now tonight was extra special. Rayley has a fever, feels awful and wants to be loved. While I was getting the kitchen cleaned up she wanted something to eat. So I made her something. While I was making her a plate, she asked for a drink. I told her to drink her tea.

Matt had spilt it, she said. (sudden hunger pangs had hit him during a room cleaning marathon)
Well as I was getting her more tea I noticed that yes, he had spilt it. And not cleaned it up. I had JUST wiped down the table. and there, all over it was tea. He was just sitting there picking at his chicken. He was trying to stay out of the bedroom while Brett cleaned it. Here I am, trying to keep poor Rayley happy, wearing a baby that is sure to have a melt down again at any moment, sweating like there is no tommorow because I refuse to turn on the AC and I have a 14 pound furnace strapped to my chest in 78 degree weather, cleaning the kitchen, tripping over her, and the dogs, throwing things in the trash can, because apparently I am the only one who knows where it is, trying to be nice and sympathic and so, in my best, altough forced Carol Brady voice I asked him why he didnt clean it up when he spilt it. "you were already cleanin, " he said " I thought you could just get that too."

Yes he is still alive. But he is no longer picking at his chicken.

I got Rayley all settled, food in front of her, and the phone rang. I went to get it and when I got back, she was asleep. Not that it lasted long. It was just enough of a nap to energize her with more whining..

When the kids showed up here about noon today I told them that they were going to clean their room if it killed them. Bow's clothes are in there and when the boys are at school I have to go in and get them. And when they are home, I have to send them back 3 or 4 times to get the right thing. They cant find any dirty clothes in there, yet, I cant find any in the laundry room. And I am tired of it. Plus with baseball season starting soon I need to know where everything is, cause I know that they wont put it all back in the bags.
I also told them I would play baseball with them if they got it done. AND they could get back the toys stacked in boxes they had lost in October of last year.

There was some grumbiling at first. And even the question "did Dad say you could make us clean it?" Well.... Lets just say they got right on it.
Of course I call it a room cleaning marathon. Not cause they work hard and get it done. But because I have to chase them down everytime I turn my back. I fiqure I have ran at least a 5 K today!
There was crying, there was bellyachin, a little attitude and alot of threats. All the while they just pretended I didnt exist and wasnt making any noise.

BUT it got done. And I even managed to get them bathed! IT was nigh on 10 before they laid down. BUT it was in their own beds, with clean sheets and I could walk in and kiss them good night.

WHile I had them cleaning I got Bow settled in and quiet again, and here came Rayley. She had to lay in my lap. And when she is clingy she wants to take her fingers and run them lightly along your wrists and arms. This is hard to deal with. I promise. Plus she had a fever, so she was cold and wanted a blanket, and it was STILL 77 degrees in the house!

Then Matt walks in the room, he is mad because Brett is not cleaning. He wasnt even in there. So I hollered for him and asked what he was doing. Come to find out, he was making Rayley a pallet on her floor so she could go in there and watch a movie. AAAAAAWWWWWWW how sweet.
Sometimes I see my kids do sweet things for each other, and all I can think is "oh hell, who stole them and replaced them with this alien...."
Of course Rayley didnt want to watch a movie alone, so Brett nicely offered to watch it with her.
UHHHH how will the room get cleaned that way?
Now at this point we are on hour 6 of the room cleaning. And there is not much progress. So more threats and more bellyache'n...
By Hour seven Rayley's fever was rageing, but she was in there getting sympothy from her older brothers, I could hear them in there playing, and Bow was draped over my lap like a sack of taters knocked out and snoring.

I knew I needed to get them in the tub. Since I couldnt holler for fear of waking up the poor baby, they were ignoring my spoken pleas to hurry.

There is only one alternative. It doesnt help me loose this weight, but moms must do what moms must do. Out comes the candy and with the first crinkle of the wrapper I hear silence. I test it, I ask for one of them to come here. Nope, still deaf as a post. I rip open the only fudge brownie left in the house...

AHA! all 3 kids, right here.. I LOVE predictablity!

Except when you can set your clock by a colicy baby, a kid with hunger pangs when the going get to cleaning, and a little girl with a fever falling asleep as soon as you get her what she wanted.

But the weekend is over, we are starting a new school week. with Colic, with a feverish princess, with clean kids, a clean room and 6 loads of laundry! I am SO glad I cancelled that dentist appointment for the kids in the morning.