Too much

O.K.  Here is my post.... I stink at this.  I always want to post, journal, write thoughts, share photos, and all the things I should do to save memories to enjoy later.  I'm bad at it. No, I'm horrible at it.  Here is my excuse and the truth... We sold our home less than two years ago because we felt it was our best option at the time.  I still feel that way.  We were very lucky to get buyers and work with a great realtor.  It was a "short sale"  It was hard to admitt at first, but it is what it is.  I could go into all the reasons why cause there are many, but I won't.  We have moved three times since and are getting ready to move again in a week or two.  This time it will be our house.  A place that we can call home and stay for as long as we want.  We have been blessed and have always more than we need.  Even with that said, moving is one of the hardest things.  Yes, it's in the same town, but it is still hard.  It is so much physical work and so time consuming and it takes so long to feel settled.  I keep telling myself that after this move I can get a normal life again.  I can feel settled and know I won't be leaving anytime soon.  Then I can organize photos and sit at my computer and do computery type stuff.  I can sew and plan meals for dinner every night.  I can paint a room whatever color I so please because it is mine.  Yes, I think it's gonna get a little less stressful after this move.  I am not stupid, I know that just having a family is a lot of work, but I can't wait for a better form of normalacy than I have had over the past 20 months.  I am emotionally and physically drained.  Sleepless nights just thinking about anything and everything.  It has been exciting watching the new house go up day by day.  Can't wait to get in it.

Mac Attack

Mac.... recently turned 7.

Commonly known as "Mac Attack"

But, these days, we get more of the "Mac" and less of the "Attack."

Happy Birthday Roxie



I cried in the doctors office when the ultra sound tech told me we would be having a girl.  Not because I wanted a girl, but because Celine wanted a girl.  I was sooo happy for Celine to get a sister.




She is two now.



Celine has been enjoying every second of the last two years with this little one.

Happily Ever After

Something interesting. People land their hot air balloons in the empty lot behind our yard all the time.

Another one being put down.  I don't know hot air balloon lingo, but this is what I call letting the hot air out.

Another great reason to live here.

Yank er' out

As the story goes....Colin was complaining immensely about a loose tooth hurting.  Never seen a kid hurt so much over a loose tooth. It's bed time. Not time to go to the dentist.  Colin can't get it out. Mom is too squeamish, but tries a couple of times anyway. Dad walks in. He does the job.  Quick, free, not so painless.

It's a real family  affair.  Front row seats for all.  For free!!!!

Turns out Dad can really get the job done. No more pain for Colin.

Threw this picture in for good measure.  Make what ya what of it.

MORE ON SNACKS

 Somehow I messed up on the pictures and the ending to my last entry.  This is my conclusion........Great looking muffins, right? Tasted good too.  The kids walked in from school, I told them to sit and eat with me.  They were like, "What is this?"  I say,"Muffins made with love."   It lasted for about 5 minutes. No, let's be honest.  More like 2 minutes.  The next day as we were getting ready to leave somewhere, Mac declares that he is hungry.  I tell him to grab one of those muffins.  He said, " I don't like those and they are NOT made with love!" As he walks out the door.  What the @#$^&%&%&!!! Fine!  Kids these days don't recognize a good mother when they see one.  I was completely content to come home from school(back in the day) peel myself an orange and call it good.  I realize I don't have the blood sugar issues that some of my kids have, but still.

My kids are spoiled and rotten. Not all the time.  I guess I should work on that.  I'll just put it on my list of things to do tomorrow.

Time Is Not Enough

It seems like no matter how hard I try, there just isn't enough time to do all the things that I think ought to be done.  This blogging thing for example makes me crazy.  I want to so it all the time, but somehow it just doesn't get done often enough.  I'm too tired or too busy.  But that's the thing.  That's how it is with everything.  Not just blogging.  I'm too tired or too busy.  The whole reason I wanted to blog was so my kids could have something to look back on.  See what they did when they were growing up.  Look and laugh at pictures of themselves.  A journal, a remembrance of things done.  Not because I thought I would have thousands of followers sitting on the edge of their seats just waiting for me to post my next entry.  Seriously, this was intended for me, my kids and the few people I felt were important enough in my life to share my blog address with.  Hello to all of you.  I hope your world is like mine.  Each day finding the time to get done what we really want to for that day.  Is blogging more important than getting the dishes done, or are dishes more important than laundry, or laundry more important that cleaning, or cleaning more important than running errands, or doing projects or playing with the two little ones I have at home all day.  Where does it end?  Ya gotta have fun time too.  Shopping, dates, friends, exercise, vacations... it goes on and on.  And just so ya know( whoever you are) I just took 3 phone calls and it has been an hour and a half since I typed that last sentence.
     A lot of moms pride themselves about certain things.  Like I am proud of the fact that I have never let my children sleep in my bed.  I think it is not a good thing.  I don't mean they have NEVER slept in my bed, just as a rule, they don't sleep in my  bed.  There are things I am horrible at.  I think as long as I  admitt that, I'm o.k.  Moms that think they are the bomb diggity at everything drive me nuts.  Nobody is the bomb diggity at everything.  Give me a break !!!! So I try to feed my kids healthy.  They do get to eat plenty of junk food as well. They want a full on meal for snack time after school.  Another thing that drives me NUTSSSSS!!!  I told them that this had to STOP! I made fresh muffins the other day.... whole wheat, shredded apples and carrots and the whole shabang.  Had it on the table, warm, ready and waiting for when they walked in the door.  Glasses of whole milk( I don't believe in skim milk anymore), butter( love butter).  It's not really bad for you ya know?! Ya ya, whatever.  Quality snack time people. QUALITY FLIPPIN' SNACK TIME@@!$%%!

THREE reasons why I like it when Josh goes out of town.
1. I can set the thermostat as I please.
2. The house stays cleaner.(weird)
3. I don't have to listen to snoring of the grinding of teeth.

THREE reasons why I DON'T like it when Josh goes out of town.
1. I can't sleep even whithout his snoring.
2. The house makes noises it never made before.
3. I have to take the garbage out and bring the cans back up.


I guess I just miss him too.  It's not the same when he's not here.

Celine At Heart

Celine has been 9 for two days now and yet I feel like she has been 10 for the past 2 years.  She has always exceeded her age in maturity.  One of the many reasons I love Celine.  I already know that one day she will be a better mother than I ever will be.    It's funny how our children teach us more than we teach them.

I always had this crazy feeling that no matter how many children I had, they would all be boys.  I was so excited when this one was born and the doctor said,"It's a girl. I've never seen such a cute nose."
Wish my nose was that cute.
                                                                                     

Celine observes a lot about life.  Especially life in our home.  She understands a lot.  She understands me.  I am always caught off guard by her understanding ways.  She gets people.  I mean she really tries to understand people. 

 And between all her demanding school work at George Washington Academy, her efforts to train and be a positive addition to her gymnastics team, the demands I put on her at home to help with younger siblings(sometimes older ones too), and a little bit of piano practice every now and then, she still stays as carefree as possible.  I hope I can be like Celine some day.

Christmas Morning

Look out Christmas Morning.  I know Christmas was a while ago now, but I wouldn't be right for me to be right on schedule.  Have you ever seen a cowboy on a skateboard?  That is what Christmas morning brought for us, among other amazing things.

                                 

                                                       Self explanatory


 

                                                      One day I will tell the story of how Santa brought us 2 trampolines for Christmas.  I do think Santa was proud of this one.

                                     There was also the cowboy with a scooter and the skateboard cowboy also knows how to operate a remote controlled vehicle.

And in case we don't live in St.George forever(I hope we do) I can look back and remember how green the grass was on Christmas morning.