Thursday, February 24, 2005

It's going to be one of those day.

You know the ones where nothing goes right and you shouldn't have even gotten out of bed. I woke up to the dog, the oldest one who is 10, chewing up a snow boot. I don't know what got into him he has chewed up my sandals before, when he was younger, but they were leather and I think they tasted like the rawhide chews we give them. So there he was biting little pieces of boot off and spitting them it a nice neat little pile, he looks up at me as if to say "Hey mom you should try this it's great!" and keep right on doing what he knows he shouldn't be doing in the first place. I took the boot away from him threw the bits and pieces from his stock pile away and told him "Doc you better straighten up. I am not against putting one of those boots right up your butt this morning." He just gave me a look like I don't have a clue what your saying, but I know he does, he understands everything else I say. So the boot has been dealt with and I make my way into the kitchen tripping over various items along the way, mostly toys and dog dishes, caught my little toe on something and darn near pulled it off my foot thinking the whole time "Please I just want some coffee!" I see the wonderful little machine sitting there on the counter calling to me and I give it a little pat and I am thankful that at least one thing this morning will go right. HA I make the coffee, go in and wake the boys up and go in to get their breakfast and the kitchen that was there a few minutes ago has turned into a pool of coffee. I grab a handful of paper towels and tell the boys to stay out of there, because the coffee pot must of broke. I get the mess on the floor cleaned up and retrace the trail up the counter, to the top and then to the machine it's self. Well nothing is broken, the pot is completely full sitting there waiting for me like nothing was wrong. I am baffled at this point and then David says "I didn't break the coffee pot mom" I told him I knew he didn't. He says "I just wanted to get your coffee ready for you. I'm sorry I made a mess mom" OH CRAP! He made my coffee and set the switch to auto, which went off at 4:30 this morning, because I never set it and Colton plays with it. So I didn't even think to check the pot for coffee as I knew I rinsed it out yesterday after my last cup. So there was his pot of coffee and my pot of coffee all in the same pot! "David you didn't make this mess baby mom did it because she just wasn't paying attention this morning. What do you want for breakfast?" But wait there is more, while cooking, does throwing something in the microwave count as cooking, Cam's oatmeal I hit the start button which if no one has played with the buttons should go off in one minute. I got David and Colton their cereal, got me a cup of twice made coffee, ran downstairs and got the boys jeans out of the dryer, came back up and the oatmeal is still cooking. I go check on it the timer says 88:54 I have no idea how long that bowl of oatmeal cooked, but there wasn't much left of it and what was left was a hard lump in the bottom of the bowl. I got fresh oatmeal and set the timer for the correct amount of time and got him fed. I did manage to get D and Cam to school on time, but I am waiting to see what will go wrong next, as I have only been up for an hour and a half.

Tuesday, February 22, 2005


The past four days are still a blur, we were up early and down late. Well actually we had a practice on Friday, and then the games started on Sunday. This is our big tournament of the season, the kids usually play in house teams, but this past weekend was the Cowboy State Games. Teams from Rock Springs, Gillette, Douglas, and we had 2 teams for Casper this year the yellow, and of course the orange, David's team. I was really happy with the match up this year all the teams were pretty equal and evenly matched. Last year we had one team that ranged in age from 6 all the way to 9, which was really unfair considering our oldest kids were 6 and youngest were 4. Our first game was against Rock Springs, last year they played their little hearts our and took last place, they beat us by one point this year and went on to beat everyone else by a lot more. Then we played our own yellow team which is made up of kids David has played hockey with for the last 2 years. It was an early morning game and David just didn't skate very hard, he wasn't awake and just did not even try hard. So when he got off the ice I asked him what was wrong and he said nothing. So mom gave him a little pep talk that went something like this "David you need to try your best out there. I am not going to fork out all this money for you to play hockey if your not going to work hard and play your very best every game." Which seemed to work really well he played the next two games and he was all over the puck, and he just skated well, he didn't manage to score any goals, but he played awesome defense and stopped the other team from scoring everything he was out there. When he came off the ice after the 2nd games I told him I was proud of him for skating hard and trying his best, he said but I didn't score a goal mom. I felt like a mean mom at that point, because he didn't get what I was trying to tell him earlier. So I took him in my arms and squeezed him up and explained to him that I didn't care if he scored any goals as long as he was out there playing hockey and not visiting his buddies and spinning circles and laying on the ice like he had been doing in the first game that morning. He played even harder the next game. They managed to come away with the 2nd place metal this year, which is one place better than last years metal. All in all it was a good weekend of hockey, and by the time we got home last night I was wore out it takes a lot out of you to cheer your team on 3 times in one day! David was so tired he could barely move and was in bed by 7:45 without a fight! Now it is off to school, and if I don't get them moving we are gonna be late!

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Wow it's already Wednesday

I don't know what happened to Monday and Tuesday, they have gone missing. Actually I know what happened to them, but they are just a blur. Monday morning we woke up and David and Cameron were both excited because they had valentine day parties. It is at this point, 15 minutes before school started that I remember I forgot to buy them the valentines day cards for their classmates. So I get them to school, come home jump in the shower, throw some clothes on me and Colton and we speed to the store to get some, we grab 2 boxes off the clearance table and pay for them. We then rush back to the school, sign in at the office run to the parent work room, and franticly begin filling out cards. I had about 2 minutes to spare until Cam class started handing them out. I threw his at him ran across the hall and gave David his, and then I went and helped Cam's class with their little party. They had ice cream Sundays and I got to spray the ready whip on the top. I managed to get more on me and the kids than in the bowls, so the kids thought I was great.
Yesterday I spent the day looking at trucks with mom. We test drove one with heated seats, and I now want a truck with heated seats, man that was a nice truck. We did our usually Wal-mart trip, and I found a new coat for Cameron that was 5 bucks. It is really ugly, but for 5 dollars who cares what it looks like. Then we had to rush to the school to get David. When we got home my sister called, she calls me on her way home for work so I can drive home with her. She called while I was in the middle of trying to fix the DVD player, the boys got Shark Tales for their V-day present and then the damn DVD player went to hell so they can't watch it. So I managed to fix the VCR part of it, which has not worked in about a year, but the DVD's still won't play. Steve walked in about 5:45 and said "why didn't you guys go to hockey?" I forgot David had hockey, plan just spaced it out. He has 4 days of tournament this weekend though so that will make up for it! Then Steve hands me his checkbook for his work stuff, he keeps it separate, his travel expenses and that kind of stuff, and it is 200 short. I looked and looked for about 2 hours and finally found a deposit that the bank didn't show, and now Steve can actually get a room and something to eat tonight.
So today I am getting caught up on my blog reading, maybe it will be a quiet day.
David had a hockey game last Sunday, he played awesome and scored 4 goals, he was stoked about that. Cameron will get his stitches out on Friday.

Oh I just got a call from the people who did the assessment on David and they have set up a meeting for next wednesday! I am curious as to what they are going to say. Hopefully they don't irritate me to badly or I may yank them all out of school right then and there!

Saturday, February 12, 2005

HI HO HI HO off to the emergency room we go.

I was sitting at my desk, just minding my own business, and the 2 oldest were out playing. They were getting along, no fighting, no yelling at each other, just playing together well. When all of a sudden I hear a loud KUTHUD and a blood curdling scream. I bound from my chair leaping over dogs and toys, to the back door. David is running up the stairs yelling "WEEWOO WEEWOO alert alert WEEWOO WEEWOO" I push him out of my way as I am focused on Cam. He is staggering out form under the deck telling me "I fell off the deck." I grab him up and we run into the bathroom so I can get a good look at him asking him on the way "where does it hurt?" "MY HEAD" he bellows. I look at his tiny little head and see the blood pouring from it, get a rag and wipe it up and see the gash. "Oh baby we are going to have to go get stitches" I sat him on the toilet, with the washrag, run to the kitchen grab a bag of frozen squash, put that on his head, run back to my desk, call Steve and say "You have to come home right now Cameron just split his head wide open." I don't even think I listened for a response I just threw the phone down and ran back to the bathroom. Cameron had stopped crying by then. Steve made it home in under 5 minutes and off we went to the Emergency Room. This is the 3rd time Cam has had to go to the emergency room for stitches, the other 2 have never had to go, but poor little Cameron is accident prone, it is a good thing he is hard headed and just manages to do surface damage. He just amazes me once the shock of the fall wore off he never even whimpered, when they stuck him in his head with the huge needle he just sat there, when they started sewing him up he just sat there. The Doctors were amazed, the nurses were amazed, and Steve and I were amazed at just how tough this kid is. He required 5 stitches on the back of his head. Thankfully our emergency room staff here tries to get you in and out in a hurry. We were only there for about an hour and a half, then we had to stop off for ice cream on the way home. Then I am getting him ready for bed and take off his shirt and he is bruised all down his spine from the fall. He says his head is the only thing that hurts, but I am watching him to make sure. David took us out to show us what happened and they were looking off the side of the steps and Cam fell about 4 feet and landed in the wagon. Hopefully this well be his last ER trip, but knowing Cam and his accident proneness we will make several more trips before I get him raised!

Thursday, February 10, 2005

tired of strep throat

Tuesday night we went to hockey practice, then we had to rush from there to get David to his school program. It was so cute his little group sang a song "Mousie in the snow". David wouldn't look at me while he was on stage. He just stood up there and pretended he didn't even know who I was! Could be because I was teasing him, making faces and sticking out my tongue at him, he didn't even crack a smile! So we got home from all of that and ate dinner then I got the boys to bed. At about 1 in the morning Colton woke up crying and having terrible pain in his stomach. He finally went felt a little better and went back to sleep about 3 and I laid with him to keep an eye out for fevers or anything. He woke up again about 6 and he said his throat hurt, so I knew it was strep, strep causes stomach pain in some children. So I took him to the Dr. and got him some meds. Now I am waiting for the other 2 to come down with it again. This will be like the 4th time this winter and I am so tired of it. I m trying to think who we have been around everytime we get it, but I can't remember what happened yesterday much less what happened a month ago!

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Can't they stay little until their carters wear out

Last night I was sorting through cloth that the boys have out grown, and boxing them up to give to someone who can actually use them. Steve walked in and I held up a little shirt with dinosaurs on it and said "remember this" and then I said words to my husband I never thought I would say. I actually told him "I want another baby." I am barley able to raise the ones I have, I am an unorganized mess most of the time. I would have to say that being a mom is the hardest thing that I have ever had to do in my entire life. I looked at my husband and said "why did we decide not to have anymore babies?" he said "well you decided that not me." Then it dawned on me that if I had not gotten fixed we would be on number 6 now at the rate we were going. I don't think that I really want another baby, I wouldn't mind having one, but I think it is just the fact that mine are growing up so fast. Cameron just turned 5, Colton will be 4 in April and David is 6 and a half. David is already telling me "there is only ten more years until I can drive mom." I am faced with the fact that no matter how much I want them to stay little and need me forever they are going to grow up. There is nothing I can do to prevent that fact. I wonder what I am going to do when they grow up and leave me? I have no life outside my kids, well besides this box, they are the very reason that I breath. I look back and try to remember what is was like before I had them, and I can't remember what I did before they were around. Every dream I have is for them, every step I take is for them. I live for my boys, and I like it that way. They are my foundation, they are what I have built my life on, and they are growing up to damn fast for me. I can't have anymore babies, and to be really honest I don't want to have more, I just want the ones I have to stay little for awhile longer!

Friday, February 04, 2005

oh my what a mess

Ok angi you asked for it so there it is my mess. I have not cleaned off my desk since christmas. I think it is time I got busy and did that. Notice I have the essentials my cigs, ash tray and coffee and water right in the cleared off spot.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Random thoughts

Yesterday was groundhog day. This little "holiday" has always baffled and confused me, because no matter if he sees his shadow or not we are still going to have 6 more weeks of winter and then it will officially be spring. Whatever the weather is like, it could be 75 degrees from now until July, but from Feb. 2 until March 20 it is always winter. So why groundhog day?

Billy Dean's song Let them be little makes me cry everytime I here it. I don't want my babies to grow up and yet I have no control over it.

I don't know what I am going to fix for dinner. Steve is gone and I think we may have grill cheese and soup.

Tomorrow is this thing for David's class called math morning and I really wanted to go, but I don't have anyone to watch Colton and Cameron that early. It is at 8 in the morning, and everyone I know that gets up that early is heading to work.

My cousin got a brand new baby girl today and I got pictures she is beautiful. I wonder if they would give her to me? naw I doubt they would, they look pretty proud of her!

I told Angi I would post a pic of my blog space as soon as I empty my ash tray, and I have yet to do that so I can take a picture of my mess!

Jake gets more blind everyday, damn cateracs, damn diabetes. I hate that my little dog, 102 lbs, has to deal with it everyday. I love the fact that he loves me even though I have to give him shots twice a day. Dogs are so much easier then children sometimes.

I am so happy that I can brush my teeth in the bathroom again.
I stained the door today, it matches really well damn I am good!

I sometimes wish that my boys spoke the same language that I do. They make communication difficult sometimes when I ask them to do something and they stare at me with that look that says "we have no idea what your saying lady." I know they can speak English because they have no problems understanding me when I say things like "dinner is ready" or "Yes you can have a candy".

I love that Burger King commercial where the boss walks in and say "this is our last meal together, I have to fire one of you. I am thinking of a number between one and ten." that is funny.

and now a link for you to share some of the wonders of my beautiful state:

This little link pretty well sums up my beautiful, wonderful state. I love it here!

OH the joy

Every mother needs a place to go for 15 minutes of quiet time, a place to regroup and get herself together. Well my place is the bathroom, it is the only room with a lock on the door in our house. I enjoy waiting until Steve gets home from work going in locking the door and taking my shower. I have missed a closed door between me and the world while I am in the shower, our downstairs bathroom is not finished yet either, and there are no walls up yet, so the boys sit on the stairs and talk to me while I am in there unless I wait until late at night, and by that time it is just to freaking cold down there to enjoy the quiet time. Well I can brush my teeth in our new bathroom now instead of standing at the kitchen sink, for those of you that have never brushed your teeth in the kitchen try it, it is strange! I will be able to shower in there as soon as the caulking dries, 48 hours, the tube said, and I will be able to get up in the middle of the night and use the toilet without having to find my glasses to trudge down the stair into the cold basement, by the time I get back into bed it takes 30 minutes to warm back up! We would have put the toilet in last night, but we didn't have the wax ring and the hardware stores were closed when we got to that point! Soon very very soon I will feel like a normal human again and I am so happy!

This is what it use to look like. I hated those ugly yellow walls, but keep putting off painting them because Steve keep telling me he wanted to remodel it.
Woohoo I almost have a bathroom again!
the medicine cabinet and light
The new sink!