gloves and balls and where they should and shouldnt be

The Byerly 4, coming to destroy a town near you!


This one was taken when Bow was about a week old. He has alredy doubled in size.
This one was about a month ago.


They really all do look alike. And just like their daddy. I just wish their mom would step forward.

It doesnt matter what I do, I cant get all 4 to smile at the same time, or have their eyes open. Or even have a real smile. Usually its some fake, forced smile. I hate it!
This week is class pictures for both boys. I never know how these are going to turn out. Usually they are pretty good, except the class picture. Matt usually makes a face. ON PURPOSE!


This morning BR came home from work right about the time I should have been waking up and getting the boys ready. He turned off my alarm and did it for me.

I woke up to "are you boys ready?" "what about shoes?" & "Brett, go see how cold it is outside, you really should wear a long sleeve shirt"

I opened my eyes. They were MUCH more interested in Robin Hood with Kevin Costner on TV. I never turn on the TV in the mornings. Even the news will distract them.

I looked over at Matt, he had on the same shirt as yesterday. It was a button up cowboy shirt. I told him to go and change. He came out 5 minutes later in the SAME Shirt. I told him again to go and change.

This time he was gone for about 3 minutes, came back out and had 2 T shirts in his hands.
"well which one CAN I wear UNDER this shirt".
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I explained I didnt care what shirt he wore UNDERNEATH. I meant the long sleeve shirt he had on top. It was the same one he wore yesterday.

He looked all perplexed.
I started to describe it.
Brown shirt, button up, pearl buttons....

OH, he says... nope, this one just came out of the closet. I wore Bretts yesterday, this one is mine.

I promise, its like being pecked to death by chickens..

I told him to find another shirt, He had went through 2 T shirts already, now he comes out in a 3rd..

Brett was sitting on the coffee table with his arms in his shirt, he was cold.

I asked why they didnt have on jackets. Cause it was gona get hot this afternoon. and they didnt want to have to keep up with them.

Its 55 outside, but they will freeze instead of carry a little responsibility?

alright. knock yourself out.

BR asked again if they had thier shoes on. Matt still didnt.
Then he got up and went into the kitchen. He actually got into the cookie and brownie stash and offered each boy one for their lunch. OMG! like they need extra sugar at school!!

For some reason Matt hates oatmeal cream cookies. He says the sight of them make him puke. I am betting he got into some and ate the whole box to keep the others from getting any. Thus the adverse reaction... I love it!

OH and I found out why my dishwasher overflowed the other night. Come to find out, they fiqured if they put dishwashing soap AND a dishwasher cube thingy in there it would clean the dishes they didnt want to rinse. NOPE. but it explains why the glasses had big peices of food in them. dried on stuck food.

It took me an hour to rewash them and put them BACK in the dishwasher. A smarter person would not let them help load the dishwasher again. I aint that person. next time they will wash it all.


I found Bow a new toy today. HE LOVES the ceiling fan! I had such high hopes for this one. But it seems he is just like his brothers... Next thing you know he will be laughing at his own farts. which is bad. cause he goes through alot of diapers. Noisily..


Did I mention that I had to buy this kid 6mo to 1 year old socks? yep. last month.. he is ONLY 4 months old. Oh well he should be big enough to beat up his brothers soon.

I have baseball tonight so I better go and get ready. I need to find a sweat suit that fits. I am tired of wearing too little jeans.


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When the boys got home from school I told them they had 30 minutes to eat and get ready for ball. If they were not ready I was not getting off my rear and taking them.
They played around, 1/2 dresed, 1/2 their crap together. Matt kept wanting to play with Bow while all he had on was his baseball pants. I told each one what to get, what to wear and to hurry.

with a minute to go they decided they were ready. I put on some sweats, brushed my hair, got the make up out from under my eyes and off we went. Sorta.
I got in the truck and there was an argument. A whispered argument. I asked what was up. they wouldnt tell me. I finaly found out they could only find 2 gloves. Both boys and I have identical gloves. I told them to go find the other glove, they had 3 minutes.
NO glove. Since I had taken the time to get dressed I told them to get in the truck and since they couldnt find the glove they would clean the living room and their bedroom to find it.
I would let one use my glove.
Well it was another muddy mess up there tonight. I dropped Brett off at practice and went to Matts feild. I parked well away from the fowl balls that were being hit and then we went over to the batting cages. There was no way a ball could be hit out of them.

There was literly water STANDING 3 inches deep. the kids loved it. They were all a muddy mess. I hated it. cause they would come tromping by and splash you with mud.

I got out the babies stroller and found the other glove. it had been put in the basket.

Well, I was laughing about that when I looked out on the feild. Matt had NOT worn his leggins. he had on white ankle socks. If I had just known I could be at home. where its warm and dry.

I was BSin with a few moms, hollerin at Hoover to keep his arm up and his feet square when someone told me that my windshield was busted. We were sitting on the tailgate! We all just laughed. then looked. Yep. BUSTED.






I really dont know how it happened. There is no feasable explination. But this truck is really my pride and joy. I dont love it as much as I loved my old black one, but I do love it. There are 2 reasons, One, the notes. I hate having a truck note, although we got it real cheap, its still a note. and Two, Its pristine, I have never had anything that wasnt preowned and had a ding or two. Oh yea, and its white. I hate white. BR says its cause it doesnt stand out. and he is right. I want a yellow one :)
I have never had a new truck. Still havent. but it was only 2 years old when I got it. Its a F350 turbo deisel, 4 door, 4 wheel drive, Doulley, short wheel base. That in itself is hard to come by, and if you have ever driven a 4 door truck you will appriciate the differnce. My old black one was not 4 wheel drive and it was long wheel based. And not having 4 wheel drive in a truck like this is just DUMB. 2 inches of mud and you are stuck. I promise. BR has done it. :)

ANYWAY. I was a tad bit upset. BUT not really. I mean I know its gona cost a bundle to fix. and I cant afford it. I just hope I can get away with leaving it as it is. But I knew BR would be PISSED. I am not real sure why. I do remember this is the same guy that in that very same ballpark hit a homerun and busted out someones windshield. didnt bust it , he BUSTED it OUT. I was right, he was. wanted to know if I knew who did it. NOPE. then he wanted to know why I didnt know. .... cause I dont have a dash cam? heck I belive it happened while we were in the stands. We had been in the stands before we went to the batting cages. we were a ways away from the trucks and couldnt have heard it just hitting the glass.

I think now I want to find one of those baseballs that looks like its in your windshield and put it there on the spot. I think that is more fitting than to actually fix it.
Plus if I fix it I am betting it will get busted out for sure next time. Those balls have a way of knowing whats new and whats not.

oh and Matts coach told me that Matt needed batting gloves. Ummmm NOPE. I aint spending 15.00 per kid (cause if you buy one you gotta buy two) cause he aint grippin the bat tight enough and is not hittin the ball solid. There is a reason for the vibrations, its cause you are doing it wrong. :) between the 130.00 sign up fee, 100.00 a week in gas, new bat, cleats, and gatorades I am all cashed out.
OH and add a new windshield..

Anyway, I am muddy, the kids are asleep and my supper of cheeto's is gone. ( I love my new chip diet) I think I am going to enjoy the peace and quiet.
But I do want to say Thank YOU! to all the people who have voted for me! (((hugs)))

My blog about a blog-- and a contest I want to win!

As most of y'all know, I try to 'wear' Bow when ever possible. I find that it free's up my hands so I can thump the older kids when they misbehave. It also less tireing to wear one than to try to tote one.

I made the 2 slings I have. Well actually my mom made one and I made one. they are easy to make, but still hurt the shoulder after a while. But each one has 6 bucks total in it.

Today while searching the web I found another mom blogger who is running a contest for a wrap. Since I cant afford a wrap I thought I would try to win one. remember my horoscope said I should expect the unexpected. :)

I really would love a wrap, Bow is not wanting to lay down as much now, and tends to want to look around. I have only mastered one position with the sling and also would like something more secure, so I am entering her contest!

Sleepywear is the company sponsering the wrap giveaway and I went and looked at their stuff, they have some great stuff!


"Thank you for your excellent customer service - it is exemplary and something your company can be proud of!"

-Caryn S., Massachusetts (Dec 11th, 2007 -Email)


I have tried those backpack carriers, and I guess I am too short, too big up top, or just too.... I dont know. But I cant wear them. they are awful. I tried to buy one from walmart, a sling type thing, it squished up bow like a cutworm. I would NEVER recomend it to anyone, but I think this design is a great one. and I would love to give it a try!!

I would love to just go and buy me one, but heck, the kids need stuff worse. Brett is still batless, Matt already needs a new pair of cowboy boots. FOr some reason Bow keeps messing up his diapers, and my truck always needs gas. LOL

So since I cant justify spending that kind of money for my own laziness I am gona blog about her blog ( cute blog by the way) and give other moms out there a heads up on a great company.

You lost WHAT?

I had to be at the school at 8 this morning, so as soon as the boys left I started getting ready. Rayley was getting to go to daycare, she LOVES daycare. LOL And Bow was going with me.

I went first and did a fast food shop. Got paid 20 bucks plus reimbursement. Not bad for 10 minutes. :)

I got to the school and we worked on the yearbook ALL day. seriously. we quit at 3. After that I decided I needed to go to walmart. But first I went and got my hair cut. I had all 4 kids, but I just NEEDED a hair cut. I cant help it. I just NEED a good hair cut to feel good. I think I might even do my nails. I havent done them in well over a year. I have had nails since I was 15. But I just quit doing it.

anyway, the kids were fairly good while I got my hair cut. I was impressed. And so were the other ladies. Brett and Matt took turns holding Bow, or reading to Rayley and they were very polite the whole time.
As we were leaving a woman that I recognized from around town but couldnt place was standing there. She said, "hey, its the Byerly Boys!" OH NO! now strangers are recognizing them! Is there a wanted poster I didnt know about??
She asked them how their grandma was, how old BOw was, and told Rayley that she was just a beautiful young lady. She also told me that there was no denying they were Byerlys! I agree'd. :)

After the hair cut I decided that we should go on and get a bill of groceries. When we arrived I put Bow in his sling and Rayley in the cart. The boys each got a pocket. Bow never even woke up and I didnt get his diaper bag. I just threw my wallet and checkbook in the buggy and my keys in one back pocket and cell phone in the other.

I got the list and in we went. I had to pick up a few things for BR and so we went to the furthest end of the store. Since Brett had his hand in the cell phone pocket he took it out and held it. Matt did the same with my keys. Rayley held the list, and kept "reading" it. According to her, all we needed was 3 differnt kinds of cookies, a barbie, some cereal, a new barbie movie, and shoes. The jingle jingle of the keys was getting on my nerve, and the constant swinging of my cell phone by the wrist band had me convinced that it would go flying across the store at any moment.

But they were being good. I heard all about their school day, heard all about Rayleys fun at daycare. Who was mean and who wasnt. What she got away with and why she needed to go back tomorrow.
As we went to get the milk, we passed the bathroom, Matts eyes lit up and he had to go. RIght then! FINE. go, but hurry. Then Rayley had to go. I needed to also, but I couldnt take the boys in with me, couldnt leave them out with the buggy, had Bow strapped to me like a 35 pound necklace and just really wanted to get done, get in the car and go home. I sent Matt in to the boys, Rayley in to the girls and stood outside. When Matt came out Brett went in. These kids JUST went like 10 minutes before. Seriously. And I cant let BRett and Matt go at the same time. They just cant be left alone like that..

Once they were ALL done we got back to shopping. Me totin that dead weight of a sleeping baby, Brett flipping open my cell phone and pretending to take pictures because he thinks it will annoy me, Matt jingiling my keys and Rayley telling me I forgot the chocolate milk on the list. ( I dont BUY chocolate milk). There are certain things I cant do with while wearing Bow, I cant bend over and pick things up, I cant get the case of water, and I cant reach above my head. (it makes taking Rayley out of the buggy very hard.)

The boys had to work together to get the case of water in the buggy. It was pretty impressive. And Rayley felt she had to direct them. It was just laughable.

The kids gave me meal ideas, I vetoed cereal for supper and made a few enemies when I switched from koolaide jammers to hugs juice. (cheaper and the tops dont break off as easy and spill in the backpack). But they did get BBQ sandwiches for supper tonight. So they were happy.

When we got outside we started loading the 247.00 worth of NOTHING in the truck and Matt opened the doors to the truck. We got it all loaded up and I got in. I got Bow buckeled in, Rayley in her seat and her seatbelt on, turned on Monsters Inc, made sure the boys were also secure and everyone had a snack. I tried to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be so I could find it when I needed it. wallet, checkbook, found the Dr Pepper I had bought. counted the kids, made sure the few light weight items were in the front seat with us.

I asked Matt for the keys. he had NO idea what I was talking about. I told him I needed the keys to the truck. He said I had them.
UHHH NO, I dont.
well since the truck was started I DID have them.
NO, I keep a key in the ignition at all times, I tote a key fob, ignition key and door key with me. That way I can lock the truck, but if I loose them I am not screwed. There is also a few stuck UNDER the truck for good measure. But my alarm fob, keys, and a keychain that I tote were NOT here.
He is still puzzled.

I really didnt want to unload all the kids to go in and see if the MO-ROn had laid them down somewhere. I tried to remember where we were when the jingiling stoped. But I was drawing a blank. So I called walmart, got put through to customer service and asked them if someone had turned in some keys. ( I LOVE cell phones!!)
"Customer Service"

yes, did someone turn in some keys? they had a black fob, 4 keys---- ( I dont know what else they go to. 2 for the truck, the others I have no clue)--
a what?
a FOB, the alarm thingy, 4 ke---
and an orange keychain?
yes, there is one. its 4 keys, a fob and-----
the key chain says "Keys I havent lost yet?"
yes, thats them.
Well I guess you have lost them.
GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRR
NO I havent. I know RIGHT where they are.
I told her I was going to send in my son to get them.
How will I know its your kid? cant you just come in?
NO, I just put a 3 year old, 3 month old, 7 year old and 9 year old in the truck.
he will be the only one that comes in in the next 2 minutes and asks for the keys.
well.... maybe I should ask my manager..
HE can IDENTIFY the keys. and they will unlock MY truck.
OH he can?
YES. he can.
Oh, well then if you really think you cant do it, you can send him in.
Thank you.

I looked at Brett and asked him if he knew were coustomer service was?
"Isnt that the place where you take all the stuff you dont want, or thats broke, or doesnt fit?"
yep. but they dont take kids.

I walk him across the driveway, ( did I mention I got the CLOSEST spot? the very first one closest to the building?? WHOO-HOO!) and in he goes.
I told him to walk out and I would come over and pick him up. So he comes back out a few minutes later and I drove over to get him.

"well mom, guess you can throw away this keychain now, cause its a lie" NO, its NOT a lie. I didnt loose them. MATT did.

Matt STILL swears he doesnt know how the keys became lost. he had them right there in his pocket.
5 minutes ago he swore he had never touched them!

we got home and got it all unloaded. They piled it RIGHT in the doorway. you couldnt even shut the door. they even put the water ON the porch in front of the threshold and you couldnt shut the screen door!
I made them tote the bags into the kitchen.
"but thats twice the work!"
Not if you do it right the first time!
I asked them to put up the groceries while I nursed Bow. I told them where to put the meat, and to make sure they shut the freezer door. They swore they had. And yes they put the ham in the fridge not the freezer.
They swore they were done. I walked by BR's chair and there sat the 18 chicken legs, 2 pounds of pork chops and 5 pound ham.
Just for that I made them look for that 3rd gallon of milk I had bought.
They never did find it. I guess I forgot to buy it.. durn.


Tomorrow Brett starts Baseball practice at 7. I still have to buy him some cleats and a bat. And I plan on finding someone and asking why its so expensive to play ball.. Our feilds look like crap! And the sponser donates enough money to buy the uniforms.