What do you get when you take three hyper boys to dinner and let them all have chocolate milk....then you:
Buckle them in the van and drive to help move furniture for a few minutes - all while making boys sit in car seats...then you:
Allow them out, with several warnings and requests to calm down, for a brief moment while you take care of some things for your inlaws who are out of town....
You get:
Loud thud
Screaming
Blood
Brusies
Hiding child
Tattleing child
Crying child
Thankfully, the crying child was pacified with a spider man ice pack. He called his eye his: "spider eye", all night, while holding his ice pack on.
The tattleing child was calmed when he saw his little brother was ok, but was all too excited to tattle.
The hiding child was found, apologized, scolded and rescolded for: Throwing his youngest brother onto the chair. This act in and of itself is unacceptable, and he knows better, but he's a boy and boys rough house. The problem was O didn't stay on the chair, he bounced off, hit his other brother on the way down and landed face first into the carpet. To add insult to injury, he was wearing his glasses.
His eye was looking much better, until this morning. Less than 13 hours after his injury, the same place on his eye/head was injured again. This time, by his momma! I was babysitting (surprise), and went to help put him on the bench seat. I tripped over the high chair leg and bumped into O. This had a domino effect.
E spilled her food and O fell into what I thought was the bench. Unfortunately, I was wrong. He bumped that poor section of his head on the corner of the window ledge. He looked at me, with a bloody head/eye, and I immediately apologized and scooped him up.
We cleaned the wound and assesed and reassesed the situation. Does it need stitches, yes it needs stitches, it's such a small wound though... We called for reinforcement and had grandma, the stitch expert, come and take a look at it. Her assesment was: "Oh, that little thing. It's just a small puncture wound. It could use a stitch or two, but why put him through the trauma of stitches for such a small cut". I agreed and figured either way he'd scar...besides he's a boy and scars are cool right!?!? He could tell all his friends it's from the time he got in a fight with his big momma or something fun like that.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
All about O
"I can't see mine eyes mommy"...this was said to me while we were walking down a dark hallway.
He has also taken to naming his bowel movements and announcing the size of each one. Today, in fact, it was in the full mall bathroom.
O was so sad leaving his big brothers at school the other day! He cried and asked to stay with them. When I told him he couldn't stay, he begged for me to get them and bring them home.
His newest word: Nervous. Yes, nervous. My three year old has decided to start using the word, nervous. He also uses it in the right context!
His new favorite colors are black and blue. He only wants "black" things. Black doughnuts(chocolate), black Kool Aid (grape) or black suckers (root beer).
He has an obsession with: Diet Coke/Dr. Pepper and chocolate. He LOVES chocolate.
He is a fantastic puzzle builder.
He loves to "read" books too.
He has learned his name now. He sounds completely adoreable saying his full name! He also knows his brothers names!
When you ask him: "Whose boy are you?", his answer is ALWAYS, "Thomas" - as in the train. Not mommy or daddy, not even grandma or grandpa's boy. Thomas...sheesh.
He wants "twoof" of everything - which is two. We also drive a "lan" or van. I'll drive a "lan" if it gets better gas mileage!
He has also taken to naming his bowel movements and announcing the size of each one. Today, in fact, it was in the full mall bathroom.
O was so sad leaving his big brothers at school the other day! He cried and asked to stay with them. When I told him he couldn't stay, he begged for me to get them and bring them home.
His newest word: Nervous. Yes, nervous. My three year old has decided to start using the word, nervous. He also uses it in the right context!
His new favorite colors are black and blue. He only wants "black" things. Black doughnuts(chocolate), black Kool Aid (grape) or black suckers (root beer).
He has an obsession with: Diet Coke/Dr. Pepper and chocolate. He LOVES chocolate.
He is a fantastic puzzle builder.
He loves to "read" books too.
He has learned his name now. He sounds completely adoreable saying his full name! He also knows his brothers names!
When you ask him: "Whose boy are you?", his answer is ALWAYS, "Thomas" - as in the train. Not mommy or daddy, not even grandma or grandpa's boy. Thomas...sheesh.
He wants "twoof" of everything - which is two. We also drive a "lan" or van. I'll drive a "lan" if it gets better gas mileage!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Six
This photo, almost perfectly captures the personality of this sweet, little six year old. It's not the best picture of him...it doesn't show how adoreable he really is, with his deep dimples, long eyelashes and sweet smile, but it does show how animated and silly he can be.
Six short years ago, our lives changed for a second time when Mister M was born. He tried to sneak into the world 4 weeks early, but our doctors put a stop to that...mommy was secretly glad. It would have made him and his brother just one year apart and I needed that extra month!
M's birth was uneventful - just the way I liked it. I woke up early on that cool September morning, showered, did my hair, got dressed and finished packing my bag. I kissed my sweet, newly 1 year old son, and was off with my husband. It's always such a surreal moment, leaving for the hospital with only two in the car, and coming home with three. It didn't change with M either. It's shocking to realize they let you leave the hospital with a HUMAN! Anyhow...
I went in for my scheduled c section. I was so excited for the nausea to end. The puking never stopped with this child. The nausea was relentless. Thankfully, they found some great medications to at least make it bearable. I was convinced, M was going to be born with two heads from all the meds I had taken!
He came out screaming and just as sweet as can be. He had the smallest little face and the sweetest features. His dimples were almost as adoreable as the little cleft in his chin! Despite my poor diet and weight loss, he weighed in at 8lbs with a 14.5 inch head. He was ten days earlier than his big brother, but gave him a run for his money with his size!
He smiled early, sat up late and walked even later! He chattered and babbled away long before his older brother did, but had no interest in doing any physical activity other than eating.
He was a horribly fussy baby. We would often get him to stop crying and then be afraid to move, for fear that we'd wake him! He slept like a champ at night though! He was our last to sleep through the night, but did so before 10 weeks.
He found his voice early and used it often. He was an easy toddler. He played quietly and well on his own. He has survived many attempts on his life by his older brother - including the great Fruit Loop caper - his "big" brother gave him a mouth full of Fruit Loops when mommy wasn't looking. No biggie...unless the baby is 3 months old, with no teeth.
M taught himself to read at 4. He knew all his letters and sounds by 2.5, as well as his colors and shapes. He is a brilliant child. He is reading at a level 17 at the start of this kindergarten year. The requirement for passing is 3 or 4. He's completely self taught too. He blows my mind! He in forever learning something knew and loves to do it.
He's often off in his own world though. Playing well on his own - or with others. He is kind and gentle, but loves to instigate.
He's as clueless as can be about common sense issues though. He has been known to wear his pants, unbuttoned and unzipped - that is if they aren't on backwards, for a full day. He can been seen, daily, with his shoes on the wrong feet, even flip flops, which I'm not sure how those work on the wrong feet.
He's a sweet boy with a kind heart. He had money from his birthday the other day and asked if he could buy his brother S a Happy Meal. The next day he wanted to buy his baby brother a milk shake.
We are blessed to have this child in our lives and continue to pray for Gods healing touch on his boday. He's broken our hearts with his prayers for God's healing and has made us laugh, asking for the date that God's gonna make him better!
He's a silly, Transformer loving child and he adds such immense joy to our lives. We thank God for him!
Six short years ago, our lives changed for a second time when Mister M was born. He tried to sneak into the world 4 weeks early, but our doctors put a stop to that...mommy was secretly glad. It would have made him and his brother just one year apart and I needed that extra month!
M's birth was uneventful - just the way I liked it. I woke up early on that cool September morning, showered, did my hair, got dressed and finished packing my bag. I kissed my sweet, newly 1 year old son, and was off with my husband. It's always such a surreal moment, leaving for the hospital with only two in the car, and coming home with three. It didn't change with M either. It's shocking to realize they let you leave the hospital with a HUMAN! Anyhow...
I went in for my scheduled c section. I was so excited for the nausea to end. The puking never stopped with this child. The nausea was relentless. Thankfully, they found some great medications to at least make it bearable. I was convinced, M was going to be born with two heads from all the meds I had taken!
He came out screaming and just as sweet as can be. He had the smallest little face and the sweetest features. His dimples were almost as adoreable as the little cleft in his chin! Despite my poor diet and weight loss, he weighed in at 8lbs with a 14.5 inch head. He was ten days earlier than his big brother, but gave him a run for his money with his size!
He smiled early, sat up late and walked even later! He chattered and babbled away long before his older brother did, but had no interest in doing any physical activity other than eating.
He was a horribly fussy baby. We would often get him to stop crying and then be afraid to move, for fear that we'd wake him! He slept like a champ at night though! He was our last to sleep through the night, but did so before 10 weeks.
He found his voice early and used it often. He was an easy toddler. He played quietly and well on his own. He has survived many attempts on his life by his older brother - including the great Fruit Loop caper - his "big" brother gave him a mouth full of Fruit Loops when mommy wasn't looking. No biggie...unless the baby is 3 months old, with no teeth.
M taught himself to read at 4. He knew all his letters and sounds by 2.5, as well as his colors and shapes. He is a brilliant child. He is reading at a level 17 at the start of this kindergarten year. The requirement for passing is 3 or 4. He's completely self taught too. He blows my mind! He in forever learning something knew and loves to do it.
He's often off in his own world though. Playing well on his own - or with others. He is kind and gentle, but loves to instigate.
He's as clueless as can be about common sense issues though. He has been known to wear his pants, unbuttoned and unzipped - that is if they aren't on backwards, for a full day. He can been seen, daily, with his shoes on the wrong feet, even flip flops, which I'm not sure how those work on the wrong feet.
He's a sweet boy with a kind heart. He had money from his birthday the other day and asked if he could buy his brother S a Happy Meal. The next day he wanted to buy his baby brother a milk shake.
We are blessed to have this child in our lives and continue to pray for Gods healing touch on his boday. He's broken our hearts with his prayers for God's healing and has made us laugh, asking for the date that God's gonna make him better!
He's a silly, Transformer loving child and he adds such immense joy to our lives. We thank God for him!
Boys
These five rascals are just a smidgen of the men in my life...or so it seems.
I am surrounded by males, thankfully, my sweet niece Sadie, has helped to even out the numbers a bit more, but, by no means, are they even.
In all, I have 11 nieces/nephews. Six of them are boys...add my three and that's NINE little boys at all of our family gatherings. My boys birthday parties MUST be held outdoors! Thankfully, their birthdays, with the exception of O's, who could possibly go either way depending on the weather, since it's early spring.
All those boys can sure wreak havoc. Thankfully, we have a large yard, with lots of dirt to play in.
Don't get me wrong, the girls in this family can hold their own. I have FIVE, sweet nieces. They love dolls, finger nail polish and hair bows, but they can run, jump and throw dirt just as well as the boys!
Our life is full. We are blessed. Not only with our own children, but with wonderful, nieces and nephews to boot!
I am surrounded by males, thankfully, my sweet niece Sadie, has helped to even out the numbers a bit more, but, by no means, are they even.
In all, I have 11 nieces/nephews. Six of them are boys...add my three and that's NINE little boys at all of our family gatherings. My boys birthday parties MUST be held outdoors! Thankfully, their birthdays, with the exception of O's, who could possibly go either way depending on the weather, since it's early spring.
All those boys can sure wreak havoc. Thankfully, we have a large yard, with lots of dirt to play in.
Don't get me wrong, the girls in this family can hold their own. I have FIVE, sweet nieces. They love dolls, finger nail polish and hair bows, but they can run, jump and throw dirt just as well as the boys!
Our life is full. We are blessed. Not only with our own children, but with wonderful, nieces and nephews to boot!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Introducing
My sweet niece Sadie Rose, arrived today at 8lbs 4oz, 21 inches long. She made me an auntie for the ELEVENTH time so far! My sister Mary was a champ. She did a fantastic job!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Shut Up and Drive....
Well, until you get a flat tire.
Matt and I decided to leave for vacation right after church on Sunday. He had to teach in the morning, so we loaded up most of the car on Saturday night, made the final adjustments in the morning and headed out after church.
The lake house in only 3 or so hours north and we love this trip. It's my favorite yearly vacation spot...and not just because the lodging is free (Matt's uncle owns the house). It's on a private lake, it's quiet, clean and perfect for our family. My in laws go with us each year and it's a perfect trip....except for the year that O got pneumonia when we were there.
Anyhow, we decided to get in the car and drive for a bit before we stopped for lunch. The kids were whining and complaining that they were starving. After we reminded them that they were NOT in fact starving - just hungry - we decided to start looking for a place to stop. We were looking for signs on the freeway (you know the ones that tell you what gas stations/restaurants are on off the exit), and mile after mile there was nothing. We only 50 miles or so from home so you would think Matt or I would know of somewhere to stop...well, we didn't!
We went mile after mile and found nothing. Matt finally decided to pick an exit and just get off...he choose wrong. There was nothing for MILES! We ended up back tracking two exits, got back on the freeway and finally found something - no thanks to road signage. The children did not, in fact, starve to death, but they did gobble up every bit of their lunch!
We hopped back in the car, drove a mile or so down the road and the tire pressure light came on...hmmmm. It's done that before and the tires just needed air. We looked out the windows and sure enough our back passenger tire was almost flat! We pulled off at the exit and headed to the nearest gas station...which apparently was the only gas station in the Detroit area that didn't sell Fix a Flat.
We filled the tire up with as much air as we could and sped down the street to another station...Matt bought the Fix a Flat...that didn't work and tried to fill up the tire as we figured out a place to go....only this station didn't have a working air hose!! We jumped in the car and sped BACK to the gas station with the air/no fix a flat.
The two attendants at the station didn't have a definite idea of a tire place, but told us they thought one was an exit back...we went an exit back...no tire shop. Not to mention it's a Sunday afternoon....everything is closed.
We pull off at the exit, pull into a gas station and start using the Blackberry to find a Walmart service station....apparently, no one in this area knows where anything is. This proved to be difficult and frustrating.
The decision was made to put the spare tire on...poor Matt, it was at least 1oo degrees with the humidity and it kept raining off and on...it was an odd weather day. After a few minor glitches we had the tire changed.
During the time Matt was changing the tire, I was taking the boys to the bathroom, buying Matt a GIANT water, calling tire places and yelling for the boys to stay out of the massive dirt pile in the parking lot - this last part didn't go well!
I called several places and found a Walmart open that had a service center. One problem...they didn't have the right size tire that we needed. The next Walmart was close to an hour away and the service center would have been closed by the time we got there. The tire they had was only a tad smaller and they said it wouldn't be a problem...thankfully, they were right!
The good news about the smaller tire was that it was a fraction of the prize of the size tire we needed. $150 dollars cheaper in fact! We were finally on the road, crabby kids and all!
Thankfully, the rest of the drive went smoothly and we made it to the house in record time...SEVEN HOURS LATER! The boys actually did quite well and didn't add any stress to an already stressful situation!
We thank to Lord for our safety and for only a flat tire and not a blown tire! He once again had His hand of protection on our family!
Matt and I decided to leave for vacation right after church on Sunday. He had to teach in the morning, so we loaded up most of the car on Saturday night, made the final adjustments in the morning and headed out after church.
The lake house in only 3 or so hours north and we love this trip. It's my favorite yearly vacation spot...and not just because the lodging is free (Matt's uncle owns the house). It's on a private lake, it's quiet, clean and perfect for our family. My in laws go with us each year and it's a perfect trip....except for the year that O got pneumonia when we were there.
Anyhow, we decided to get in the car and drive for a bit before we stopped for lunch. The kids were whining and complaining that they were starving. After we reminded them that they were NOT in fact starving - just hungry - we decided to start looking for a place to stop. We were looking for signs on the freeway (you know the ones that tell you what gas stations/restaurants are on off the exit), and mile after mile there was nothing. We only 50 miles or so from home so you would think Matt or I would know of somewhere to stop...well, we didn't!
We went mile after mile and found nothing. Matt finally decided to pick an exit and just get off...he choose wrong. There was nothing for MILES! We ended up back tracking two exits, got back on the freeway and finally found something - no thanks to road signage. The children did not, in fact, starve to death, but they did gobble up every bit of their lunch!
We hopped back in the car, drove a mile or so down the road and the tire pressure light came on...hmmmm. It's done that before and the tires just needed air. We looked out the windows and sure enough our back passenger tire was almost flat! We pulled off at the exit and headed to the nearest gas station...which apparently was the only gas station in the Detroit area that didn't sell Fix a Flat.
We filled the tire up with as much air as we could and sped down the street to another station...Matt bought the Fix a Flat...that didn't work and tried to fill up the tire as we figured out a place to go....only this station didn't have a working air hose!! We jumped in the car and sped BACK to the gas station with the air/no fix a flat.
The two attendants at the station didn't have a definite idea of a tire place, but told us they thought one was an exit back...we went an exit back...no tire shop. Not to mention it's a Sunday afternoon....everything is closed.
We pull off at the exit, pull into a gas station and start using the Blackberry to find a Walmart service station....apparently, no one in this area knows where anything is. This proved to be difficult and frustrating.
The decision was made to put the spare tire on...poor Matt, it was at least 1oo degrees with the humidity and it kept raining off and on...it was an odd weather day. After a few minor glitches we had the tire changed.
During the time Matt was changing the tire, I was taking the boys to the bathroom, buying Matt a GIANT water, calling tire places and yelling for the boys to stay out of the massive dirt pile in the parking lot - this last part didn't go well!
I called several places and found a Walmart open that had a service center. One problem...they didn't have the right size tire that we needed. The next Walmart was close to an hour away and the service center would have been closed by the time we got there. The tire they had was only a tad smaller and they said it wouldn't be a problem...thankfully, they were right!
The good news about the smaller tire was that it was a fraction of the prize of the size tire we needed. $150 dollars cheaper in fact! We were finally on the road, crabby kids and all!
Thankfully, the rest of the drive went smoothly and we made it to the house in record time...SEVEN HOURS LATER! The boys actually did quite well and didn't add any stress to an already stressful situation!
We thank to Lord for our safety and for only a flat tire and not a blown tire! He once again had His hand of protection on our family!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
25 things...about Matt!
I've already done 25 things about me - it's time for one about my sweet husband!
*He is a phenomenal father. He's a better father to our children then I could have ever hoped/prayed for.
*He HATES nailpolish and lip stick. He thinks both are pointless - which is good for me!
*He helps do dishes, put away laundry and wakes up with the kids in the am...sometimes begrudgingly, but he does it!
*He wouldnt' be caught dead in sandals or flip flops. I once made him buy a pair of sandals - he wore them approximately twice.
*He has an uncanny ability to remember large amounts of "useless info.". He is a trivia contestants dream!
*He loves to sing, an hum, and listen to music. He's often told to "plese stop that", by his mean wife.
*He has horrendous handwriting. I expect our oldest son to surpass his ability in the next year or so.
*He put his nose to the grindstone and finished his college degree. He stayed up late, worked hard and studied on saturdays while the kids napped. We were all so proud to watch him walk across the stage and recieve his diploma.
*He crys at movies...he'd deny it and say he had something in his eye....it's adoreable!
*He doesn't seem to notice that I have gained 100 or so pounds since we got married! I tell him all the time that I "falsely advertised", but he doesn't seem to mind.
*He is getting more gray hair and I LOVE it! I think gray hair is horribly attractive on a man!
*His feet grew and he grew an inch after we got married. I guess that means we married young!
*He adores all things GOOGLE.
*He once tried to teach me to drive a stick. I don't know how to drive one.
*He showed me how to change a tire - we now have AAA.
*He will only eat apples, bananas and grapes. No other fruit will pass his lips.
*He doesn't like cake - unless it's chocolate and even then it isn't his favorite.
*He is an avid reader. He has helped to instill this in our children too!
*He once agreed to paint our living room with me over our anniversary!
*When we were newly married, I often had problems falling asleep at night and would have excess "anxiety"....Matt would often stay awake until I fell asleep..he never complained.
*My dear sweet husband can't cook. He reads the directions to make Mac N Cheese and actually uses measuring cups when he cooks it...he even uses the timer!
*He HATES playing games...board games, card games...he isn't a game player. He enjoys playing Chess and a good Trivia game here and there, but that's it. He's even been known to throw an entire pile of cards off the table when he's loosing.
*He plays with our kids in the few hours he's home from work more than I do in a full day.
*His drive to provide for his family has overidden his desire for a new job.
*He loves chick o sticks. Enough said about that one.
*He is a phenomenal father. He's a better father to our children then I could have ever hoped/prayed for.
*He HATES nailpolish and lip stick. He thinks both are pointless - which is good for me!
*He helps do dishes, put away laundry and wakes up with the kids in the am...sometimes begrudgingly, but he does it!
*He wouldnt' be caught dead in sandals or flip flops. I once made him buy a pair of sandals - he wore them approximately twice.
*He has an uncanny ability to remember large amounts of "useless info.". He is a trivia contestants dream!
*He loves to sing, an hum, and listen to music. He's often told to "plese stop that", by his mean wife.
*He has horrendous handwriting. I expect our oldest son to surpass his ability in the next year or so.
*He put his nose to the grindstone and finished his college degree. He stayed up late, worked hard and studied on saturdays while the kids napped. We were all so proud to watch him walk across the stage and recieve his diploma.
*He crys at movies...he'd deny it and say he had something in his eye....it's adoreable!
*He doesn't seem to notice that I have gained 100 or so pounds since we got married! I tell him all the time that I "falsely advertised", but he doesn't seem to mind.
*He is getting more gray hair and I LOVE it! I think gray hair is horribly attractive on a man!
*His feet grew and he grew an inch after we got married. I guess that means we married young!
*He adores all things GOOGLE.
*He once tried to teach me to drive a stick. I don't know how to drive one.
*He showed me how to change a tire - we now have AAA.
*He will only eat apples, bananas and grapes. No other fruit will pass his lips.
*He doesn't like cake - unless it's chocolate and even then it isn't his favorite.
*He is an avid reader. He has helped to instill this in our children too!
*He once agreed to paint our living room with me over our anniversary!
*When we were newly married, I often had problems falling asleep at night and would have excess "anxiety"....Matt would often stay awake until I fell asleep..he never complained.
*My dear sweet husband can't cook. He reads the directions to make Mac N Cheese and actually uses measuring cups when he cooks it...he even uses the timer!
*He HATES playing games...board games, card games...he isn't a game player. He enjoys playing Chess and a good Trivia game here and there, but that's it. He's even been known to throw an entire pile of cards off the table when he's loosing.
*He plays with our kids in the few hours he's home from work more than I do in a full day.
*His drive to provide for his family has overidden his desire for a new job.
*He loves chick o sticks. Enough said about that one.
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