Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Usually it's "What in the world is all over the floor??" But today is a water day.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
So Friday morning I left for the store and left the dogs out like I usually do. They've been sticking around and not taking off. They go to the lake (about a quarter mile away) and come back, and that's it. They weren't here when I came back and still weren't home that night. None of the neighbors had seen them and the shelter in the next town didn't have them either. So Saturday we put some fliers out down in town, and before J was even home a girl from the college had called and said her professor had taken the dogs to the shelter, but couldn't tell me which one. We called the shelter in the town on the other side of us, not there either. So we're totally baffled. Then at 7am Sunday morning (who calls that early???) some guy calls and says the dogs were in a kennel by the town buildings (who knew we had a kennel??? we have nothing else!) He said they were closed but if we called the police they would have a key to let them out. So J goes down to the police station and they were closed!!! What the heck? What kind of town has a police station that closes?? Anyway....there's a phone number on the door to call in case the doors are locked. He forgot his phone so he came home and called. This apparently was an emergency line, oops. But the lady said she'd have one of the officers call him back. We waited around all day, no call. Dh goes down to the police station again, still locked. At this point there was nothing we could do. I'm pissed because it was cold out and the dogs had to sleep out there because no one could call us back. So first thing Monday morning J goes over there (which I didn't know because I went to the store) and the town buildings are now open but no one has a key to the stupid kennels apparently. Finally a clerk comes over to him and says some lady brought them in with the intention of adopting them when they weren't claimed. She told the city people that the dogs were abandoned up on the hill (the HILL WE LIVE ON, on our street) She took them from our street and didn't bother asking any of the 4 people that live on our street if they were anyone's dogs. She insisted to the city workers that they were just dumped up there. Our dogs are so friendly they would get in the car with anyone, they love car rides. And this stupid lady tried to steal them from us! Our dog is 12 years old, which is old for a big dog, with fatty tumors and a cyst, why would she want her??? She's a sweet dog and she's beautiful but come on. Anyway, so I freaked out when I got home from the store and the dogs came running down the driveway at me! J hadn't told me he sprung them (apparently they weren't even locked up so we could have broke them out at any time!....what the heck is wrong with this town?? lol) Anyway, they are safe and sound but our dog seems to have a cold, she's sneezing like crazy. But the other dog is fine.
I have some whiny butt boys today. They are whining about everything! I got everyone ready to go out in the snow so we could play (do you know how long that takes with 3 of them??? holy cow!) We went out and Nate and Sam were fighting about everything. Jacob was upset because he could barely move in his snow gear. Everyone wanted me to spin them on the tube, but would whine if it wasn't their turn. So finally I left the big boys out there and came in to put Jacob down for a nap. I told them they had to clean up the toys before they came in. 20 minutes later Nate just came in bawling that Sam wouldn't bring the wagon over by the toys to clean up.
I went and put Jacob down for his nap. I looked out the window on my way back across the house and Nathanael is laying face down in the snow kicking his legs and pounding on the ground. I couldn't believe it, I just had to laugh. The kid has never had a temper tantrum, so this was odd. By the time I put my shoes and jacket on and got back outside, he was riding a sled down a tiny little "hill" I didn't bother even asking him about it. I helped them clean up the toys and then brought them in for lunch. Then I had to do some work down in the basement, so they came down and colored while I worked. They were perfectly fine. Then we came back up for naptime and they started whining and fighting again! Atleast eveyone is asleep now!
So while all the boys were napping yesterday the power went out and came back on. We have electric heaters in the boys rooms. Apparently the one in Sam's room defaults to high if it turns off and back on. After four hours of sleeping dh went in to check on Sam. It was 80 degrees in his room! It was like a sauna. Sam was all groggy. He's on the bottom bunk ,and since heat rises he gets cold sometimes. This must have been the best nap ever. 4 hours!!!
So I finally dragged myself out of bed at 8 this morning (good boys for sleeping in). Jason was running out the door because he woke up late. So I jumped in the shower before anyone got up so I could get the cobwebs out of my head. Then Jacob gets up, I nurse him, and as the boys come stagering out of their room, the phone rings. Jason has a flat tire and wants me to go to WalMart to get him a new tire and rim because he only has a doughnut spare on his new car. He had to drive 2 hours away and didn't want to do it on a tiny tire. I was closer to Wal Mart since he was heading the opposite direction. So, great, I have to feed and dress everyone and get them out the door, quick. But J calls back and says that walmart doesn't carry the rim, so nevermind. But he did forget his phone. So I thought I would be a nice wife and run his phone out to him since we had all hurried and got ready already. He has two phones, he left his work phone at home, which isn't good. So as we are putting shoes on, I happen to glance over at the boys little table and there's J's laptop, his daily planner, and a bunch of paperwork. So I grab all of it thinking I'm probably saving his day! So I had to take the "back" way to the freeway since it takes a long time going the "regular" way and it's the opposite direction. But I'm not sure how to go that way. So I pretty much was driving through back country roads, hoping I could figure it out. Meanwhile Nate is informing me we should buy another gps so I don't get lost anymore. And Sam keeps yelling, "lookout cop car!"...which wasn't true but freaked me out everytime he did it. Finally J called me back and told me which way to go, I had been right so far, woohoo. So I end up on a dirt road and everytime I go over 30 mph my car is sliding all over. Apparently they had re-rocked it getting ready for winter. So I'm freaking out, I so hate dirt roads (that would be the city girl in me). But I LOVE the feeling when you finally get off the dirt road and hit pavement, woohoo, smooth sailing. Anyway, we got to J safely finally. I was his hero since I had found his laptop too. On the way home, well not really on the way because we actually had to go back past our house, we went to a farm stand and got some peaches, yum! And then we went and played at the playground for while. Now finally back home! So that was our morning!
I was doing dishes on Saturday and Jay went up on the roof to clean out the gutters because it was starting to rain (if he doesn't do it the basement will leak). So I'm staring out the window above the sink and I see his legs dangling. Usually he goes up and down the ladder on the side. Outside the kitchen window there is a low overhang over the basement door. So it seemed for some reason he decided to use that to get down. So I'm thinking "he better not break my flower pots" (they are on the overhang so I can see them out the window) He jumps down from the roof and as he lands on the overhang, the whole thing came crashing down. Luckily he flew forward instead of down the basement stairs! I screamed and went running outside to see if he was ok. He wasn't moving and his leg was stuck...but it turned out he was fine. So he had to rebuild the overhang so the basement wouldn't flood! And only one of the flower pots broke!
I love my kids. I love my kids. I love my kids....just keep telling myself that =)
How in the world do bees always get in my house??? It's not like I leave the door open ever. But it seems like I'm constantly chasing bees with a fly swatter! I hate bees! I didn't used to hate them that much but in Cali we got wasps around our house really bad and it would make me never want to go outside. I got stung and it was awful. There was something flying around my head this morning and Nate said it was a fly but then I saw it and it was a yellow jacket. So I cleared everyone out of the kitchen and got it with a fly swatter...problem is I can't find the body!
I had to kill yellowjacket #2 this afternoon! Sam went right up to it and said "FLY!" I looked and said "Sam run" and when I started running to get the fly swatter he freaked out and started screaming! But he cheered for me when I killed it!
Monday, December 8, 2008
I am a 30 year old mom of three boys. Nate 4, Sam 2, Jake 14 months (at this time). In the last 5 years I have been pregnant more often than not. I have been breastfeeding for 56 months straight. I’ve been told many times that I’m rather calm for being a mom of three boys, especially three boys 4 and under. I don’t feel calm. My husband and I have said many times that our life feels like a sitcom. I was told I should write a book. I don’t know that I have time to write a book. So instead, here are some exerts from my life…Enjoy!