The Secret of Clean Toenails

"Alcohol is not good for you. It is just good for cleaning your toenails or something." (Ian)

Random Thoughts

Sometimes life is a blur. Where does the time go? I can't believe Christmas is a month away. Yikes! One step at a time....some days I have to tell myself that all day long. Especially the days when I can't see the laundry room floor. One load at a time....one load at a time.

Today Coral announced she has dry socket, Ian has a green runny nose, Evan took 2 donuts after he had already had one and had two suckers in his hands when I took him out of the shower. What? I can only imagine what his pancreas was going through. And I worry about him having dairy. The halloween candy is now in the garbage, Ian is ampt up on Vitamins, and Coral has tea bags stuck where her wisdom teeth use to be. And my other three kids??? Good....Nothing to report at this moment.

They were all here for Thanksgiving. I love those days when my house is full, and everyone is happy and loving. I can hear them joking and teasing each other. Those are the days I feel really whole. Those are the days that remind me of when my sister, brother, and I are together. Laughing until we wet our pants. Family is a good thing. I am very blessed. Oh ya, just in case you forgot, I gave birth to all of these people. How did I get so lucky? Can you see the look of mischief on Evan's face? Oh my goodness....the places I have gone and the places I am going....one step at a time.

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving a day early. Five years ago Steve and I ate fast food on Thanksgiving, and it was one of the best ever! We only had Ian that year, so we missed our family, but that was the day we got to start moving into our new home! Our first home! Five years! That is amazing. That day I realized that it is an amazing thing that you can do with a good man and a can of paint. He painted the family room while I took care of the little baby boy and admired how manly he was from the other room. We have so much to be thankful for. Some of those things are you, our family and friends.

What's for dinner tonight at your house?

I need some fresh ideas. Any suggestions?

Ian's Newest "Vocabulary Word"

Ian's newest word is "b.u.t.t.-load." Pleasant. I explained to him that this is a gross choice of words and what it actually means. He said he learned it from Mark, his friend at school. He seems to learn a lot from Mark. I told him not to say it, so for the next ten minutes every time I heard him in the other room while he was getting dressed, he was experimenting with the word in different voice intonations.

When I was in kindergarten, I called my brother a pig a.s.s. I had heard it on the bus from a guy with a mustache. I didn't know it was a bad word. I should have know since he was smoking outside of the bus right before he got on. He was a "highschooler." I called Marq that. My dad was on a ladder, like he usually was and is still to this day. He scaled down the thing and came after me. Holy cow, I didn't even know what I had done wrong. I guess I learned pretty quickly that day not to say that again, at least until I was a highschooler standing on the "smoking corner" with my quality choice of friends.

When Coral was 4 and Tif was 6, I walked past the bathroom and heard Coral say the word s.e.x.y. Talk about a jolt to a young mom. I think I handled it quite well though with textbooks and illustrations. Talk about over reacting. I thought I had to explain the whole thing to them, just because they said a word that contained "that word" in it. My poor girls. They still talk about it.

Kindergarten Words

What is the most interesting word your kindergartner came home with?

Fairy Dust...

Today I made turkeys with the boys in the shape of their hands. Very cute. Lots of color. At the very end, as I was digging through the craft supply box which consists of everything one might need to make crafts with their kids if they had more time, I found glitter. I debated. My experience with glitter is not the best. When my girls were little and the tooth fairy would come, she would leave "fairy dust" on the windowsill. Just a little. The tooth fairy was very creative in those days. One day they found the "fairy dust" and dusted the whole room with it. It was a Costco size container of glitter. Glitter does not come out of carpet or hair with ease. Since that day I have had a strong dislike for glitter. Why was it still here? I guess I thought someday I would be a crafty mom again. Today I was.

The turkeys are sitting on glittery green grass, and the boys will not be deprived of the use of glitter. I have proof.

I Don't Get It!

I am finally done having babies and nursing. My little guys is a little over three, so my body has decided it can finally lose some of that fat it has been hanging onto for 19 years. Thank goodness. But, now that I am not throwing up and my breasts aren't bulging with milk, I get to have migraines once every month. One little day, I could handle, but in addition, I get to have a headache that lingers there all week while I am hemorrhaging.

So, my month looks like this:
Week one...happy days.
Week two....winding down a bit but still bearable.
Week three...why is everyone so irritating? Can anyone be productive around here and not just suck the life out of me?
Week four....headaches, migraines, feeling like crap.

Why is this? I know we all do it, but what the heck. Can nothing be easy as far as our bodies go? Does anyone have any suggestions besides a hysterectomy? Did I write about this last month? Uh!