It's all fun and games ...
Until she stops letting him win.
And thus endeth the summer fun. At least for the day.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Summer Fun
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It's not officially summer, but nobody told that to Texas because it definitely feels like summer around here. Brendan started feeling better and was ready to GET. OUT. OF. THE. HOUSE. for a little bit so we got a slip n' slide, which he calls a swip and swide.
It's all fun and games ...
Until she stops letting him win.
And thus endeth the summer fun. At least for the day.
It's all fun and games ...
Until she stops letting him win.
And thus endeth the summer fun. At least for the day.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Women of Faith Wednesday -- What's In Your Purse?
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I am totally giggling at this, in light of what I posted this morning about getting old and my eyesight. The prize this week is The Smallest Bible. It includes a magnifier. I just think that is hilarious.
Okay, the question of the week is this:
What's in your purse and why?
At this very moment, my purse contains the following:
- my checkbook/wallet, because when we go places money is usually involved. ;)
- my sunglasses, because it's bright outside
- the church financial report and business meeting agenda, because we just got home from a business meeting at church
- a couple of receipts, because I'm messy
- hand lotion, because my hands look like they belong to a 40 year old
- Burt's Bees lip shimmer in cocoa, because I love it
- it SHOULD have a pack of gum, but my children are thieves
- it USUALLY has a camera, but currently doesn't because I was taking pictures earlier and forgot to stick it back in there
And that's it. I should mention that I'm carrying a new purse right now, so I haven't really had a ton of time to fill it up with junk yet.
What's in yours?
I am totally giggling at this, in light of what I posted this morning about getting old and my eyesight. The prize this week is The Smallest Bible. It includes a magnifier. I just think that is hilarious.
Okay, the question of the week is this:
What's in your purse and why?
At this very moment, my purse contains the following:
- my checkbook/wallet, because when we go places money is usually involved. ;)
- my sunglasses, because it's bright outside
- the church financial report and business meeting agenda, because we just got home from a business meeting at church
- a couple of receipts, because I'm messy
- hand lotion, because my hands look like they belong to a 40 year old
- Burt's Bees lip shimmer in cocoa, because I love it
- it SHOULD have a pack of gum, but my children are thieves
- it USUALLY has a camera, but currently doesn't because I was taking pictures earlier and forgot to stick it back in there
And that's it. I should mention that I'm carrying a new purse right now, so I haven't really had a ton of time to fill it up with junk yet.
What's in yours?
To Sleep, Perchance To ... Sweat??
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Being 40 is interesting.
Some changes have been good. I have more of an "I am who I am" mentality. Or maybe it's more "what you see is what you get." This is a good thing. I'm more confident than I've been in ages. Also a good thing. I'm also more independent than ever before, but I think that has more to do with the last year than anything else. I'm not sure yet if this is a good thing or not. I'm sure if you took a poll around my house, you'd get mixed reviews on that. ;)
Some other changes have been less than fun. My vision, while always less than stellar, has essentially left the building. I am now that person who looks up and down and moves papers back and forth when trying to read. My glasses now correct near-sighted vision, far-sighted vision, and an astigmatism. It would probably be comical if it didn't frustrate the snot out of me!
The main thing though? My body temperature gauge has seemed to just stopped working. It seems mostly okay through the day. It's really hot outside and pleasantly cool inside. We live in southeast Texas, and so that's as it should be. But then the sun goes down and it gets crazy. I'll be asleep and the a/c will cycle off and I'll get all hot and sweaty. Then I kick off the covers. And then the a/c will cycle back on and I'll be freezing. So I pull the covers back up, right about the same time the a/c cycles back off. So now we're in a pattern, which continues until Brendan wakes me up with his demand for chocolate milk.
I understand this will get WORSE over the next few years? Oh my heavens.
I know that those of you who are *there* are giggling because you can totally relate. And those of you who are not there ... just hang on, your time is coming. (But for a preview -- remember the couple of weeks just after having a baby? Um, yeah. That.)
The good news? The one area where I consistently splurge for myself is sheets. I have great sheets. It's a good thing because they get changed all the time!
Some changes have been good. I have more of an "I am who I am" mentality. Or maybe it's more "what you see is what you get." This is a good thing. I'm more confident than I've been in ages. Also a good thing. I'm also more independent than ever before, but I think that has more to do with the last year than anything else. I'm not sure yet if this is a good thing or not. I'm sure if you took a poll around my house, you'd get mixed reviews on that. ;)
Some other changes have been less than fun. My vision, while always less than stellar, has essentially left the building. I am now that person who looks up and down and moves papers back and forth when trying to read. My glasses now correct near-sighted vision, far-sighted vision, and an astigmatism. It would probably be comical if it didn't frustrate the snot out of me!
The main thing though? My body temperature gauge has seemed to just stopped working. It seems mostly okay through the day. It's really hot outside and pleasantly cool inside. We live in southeast Texas, and so that's as it should be. But then the sun goes down and it gets crazy. I'll be asleep and the a/c will cycle off and I'll get all hot and sweaty. Then I kick off the covers. And then the a/c will cycle back on and I'll be freezing. So I pull the covers back up, right about the same time the a/c cycles back off. So now we're in a pattern, which continues until Brendan wakes me up with his demand for chocolate milk.
I understand this will get WORSE over the next few years? Oh my heavens.
I know that those of you who are *there* are giggling because you can totally relate. And those of you who are not there ... just hang on, your time is coming. (But for a preview -- remember the couple of weeks just after having a baby? Um, yeah. That.)
The good news? The one area where I consistently splurge for myself is sheets. I have great sheets. It's a good thing because they get changed all the time!
Monday, May 24, 2010
A Day In the Life
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Oh my goodness, this has been a crazy week! As of this moment, all of our activities are done, except Brendan's Mother's Day Out, which ends this week. Last week, the girls had dance rehearsal Monday and Tuesday, dress rehearsal for recital Friday, and recital was Saturday. Oh, and eight costumes to get ready for recital. Mixed into this was practice for the AWANA musical on Wednesday, dress rehearsal for that on Saturday before recital, and the program on Sunday. Oh, and there was a fundraiser for preteen camp on Sunday, and Gabbi and I were both supposed to be working at it.
(hm ... I was *just* wondering how on earth it was possible for my car to be out of gas. I think as I typed the above paragraph, I figured it out!)
Because our family can never be content to just have a busy week, we felt obligated to throw a stomach virus into the mix. No, not *A* stomach virus. THREE stomach viruses. We're overachievers like that. 3 am Sunday morning, Gabbi was up. 5 am Sunday morning, Brendan joined in. 8 am, Madelyn joined in.
By about 11-ish Gabbi was better. Thankfully. She had a cast part and a solo and had worked really hard. I would have hated for her to miss it. She really wanted to go serve food for the fundraiser. Um, no. Combination of stomach virus and serving food ... notsomuch. I was confident that she would be fine for the musical though.
By about 2-ish, Brendan was better. Not really as well as Gabbi was, but he didn't seem to have as much motivation as she did. He went to the final rehearsal for the musical (and did well). Thankfully I took pictures during the rehearsal because he wilted during the awards and slept through the entire musical. He slept from the moment he got his very own Cubbie Bear, through the musical, through the cleanup after the musical, in the car on the way home, and went pretty much right to bed once we got home.
Madelyn is finally better as I'm typing this. Bless her heart, she always seems to get hit the hardest. She had a part in the musical too and had been really excited about it. She was pretty pitiful, so we decided that she could just zip up there, say her part, and then zip back down. Good plan, and it worked out just fine. She missed her group song and her part in the "stomp choir" but was okay with that.
(And um, yeah ... I just realized that I am publicly admitting to the world that I am indeed "THAT MOM" who brings her sick kids to functions. Sorry. I figured that given the other kids who were sick, the virus originated either at awanas or dance, and most everyone had already been exposed. Bad parenting, indeed.)
So that was our fun weekend. Stomach viruses aside, it really was a fun weekend. :) My pics are still on my camera, but I hope today to be able to pull them off and maybe post a few. That's my plan for the day. Well, that, and there seems to be a bathroom that is requiring some cleaning attention. And that is an overshare, I'm sure.
(hm ... I was *just* wondering how on earth it was possible for my car to be out of gas. I think as I typed the above paragraph, I figured it out!)
Because our family can never be content to just have a busy week, we felt obligated to throw a stomach virus into the mix. No, not *A* stomach virus. THREE stomach viruses. We're overachievers like that. 3 am Sunday morning, Gabbi was up. 5 am Sunday morning, Brendan joined in. 8 am, Madelyn joined in.
By about 11-ish Gabbi was better. Thankfully. She had a cast part and a solo and had worked really hard. I would have hated for her to miss it. She really wanted to go serve food for the fundraiser. Um, no. Combination of stomach virus and serving food ... notsomuch. I was confident that she would be fine for the musical though.
By about 2-ish, Brendan was better. Not really as well as Gabbi was, but he didn't seem to have as much motivation as she did. He went to the final rehearsal for the musical (and did well). Thankfully I took pictures during the rehearsal because he wilted during the awards and slept through the entire musical. He slept from the moment he got his very own Cubbie Bear, through the musical, through the cleanup after the musical, in the car on the way home, and went pretty much right to bed once we got home.
Madelyn is finally better as I'm typing this. Bless her heart, she always seems to get hit the hardest. She had a part in the musical too and had been really excited about it. She was pretty pitiful, so we decided that she could just zip up there, say her part, and then zip back down. Good plan, and it worked out just fine. She missed her group song and her part in the "stomp choir" but was okay with that.
(And um, yeah ... I just realized that I am publicly admitting to the world that I am indeed "THAT MOM" who brings her sick kids to functions. Sorry. I figured that given the other kids who were sick, the virus originated either at awanas or dance, and most everyone had already been exposed. Bad parenting, indeed.)
So that was our fun weekend. Stomach viruses aside, it really was a fun weekend. :) My pics are still on my camera, but I hope today to be able to pull them off and maybe post a few. That's my plan for the day. Well, that, and there seems to be a bathroom that is requiring some cleaning attention. And that is an overshare, I'm sure.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Women of Faith Wednesday -- Summer!
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I know, I know. It's Thursday, not Wednesday. That's one of my summer plans - to learn the days of the week. :-P I seem to generally be running a day behind these days! Maybe in the summer, I'll catch up. Or maybe not.
The question of the day is this:
School is almost out! How will you celebrate the end of the school year?
Well, because we homeschool and because I became a crazed "we have a schedule and we're going to STICK TO IT" mom, we actually finished up our official school year about a month ago. And celebrate, we did! See posts from April - we went to Disneyworld! We were celebrating more than just finishing school though - Jim came back from Afghanistan, hopefully for good.
We really do not have a lot of summer plans. We'll go visit Jim's family; I KNOW his mom is ready to get her hands on him! We'll do some VBS'ing (yes, it's now a verb) and we'll spend time at the pool (hopefully!) and splash park. We'll also do math over the summer, as we finish with programs and recital.
I'm looking forward to a somewhat lazy summer. Nice!
What about you?
I know, I know. It's Thursday, not Wednesday. That's one of my summer plans - to learn the days of the week. :-P I seem to generally be running a day behind these days! Maybe in the summer, I'll catch up. Or maybe not.
The question of the day is this:
School is almost out! How will you celebrate the end of the school year?
Well, because we homeschool and because I became a crazed "we have a schedule and we're going to STICK TO IT" mom, we actually finished up our official school year about a month ago. And celebrate, we did! See posts from April - we went to Disneyworld! We were celebrating more than just finishing school though - Jim came back from Afghanistan, hopefully for good.
We really do not have a lot of summer plans. We'll go visit Jim's family; I KNOW his mom is ready to get her hands on him! We'll do some VBS'ing (yes, it's now a verb) and we'll spend time at the pool (hopefully!) and splash park. We'll also do math over the summer, as we finish with programs and recital.
I'm looking forward to a somewhat lazy summer. Nice!
What about you?
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
The Plague, It is Upon Us
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It's awful. The plague, that is. We know, we have it here.
My child came in telling me she wasn't feeling well. I've been a parent for nearly 12 years, so I have a little bit of experience in children who are not feeling well. I was relatively certain that said child, while suffering from a mild cold, really didn't feel too awful.
But then, this child is not easily dismissed. Since her mother was not giving her the appropriate amount of sympathy, she took matters into her own hands. She knows that fever prompts action around here, so she took her temperature.
And apparently she has QUITE a fever. She skipped into the room where I was and brought me a soaking wet thermometer and said, "I'm sick. SEE?!?"
Wow. A fever of 109. That's quite a sickness you've got going on there, sweetheart.
I immediately sprang into action.
a) What is my child trying to get out of?
and
b) How can I have a little fun with this?
(I'm an awful mom. I freely admit it.)
"Oh honey. I'm sorry I didn't take you seriously when you said you weren't feeling well! You really ARE sick. Unfortunately the only thing that works with a fever that high is a shot, and it might take two or three before you're feeling better. Let's get in the car and go to the doctor right now; they certainly wouldn't want us to wait with a fever that high!"
Evidently this plague is a short-lived one. You could literally SEE the fever drop. Nothing short of miraculous was this recovery.
I love kids.
Question of the day: Why on earth does a thermometer need to go up to 109 degrees anyway?
It's awful. The plague, that is. We know, we have it here.
My child came in telling me she wasn't feeling well. I've been a parent for nearly 12 years, so I have a little bit of experience in children who are not feeling well. I was relatively certain that said child, while suffering from a mild cold, really didn't feel too awful.
But then, this child is not easily dismissed. Since her mother was not giving her the appropriate amount of sympathy, she took matters into her own hands. She knows that fever prompts action around here, so she took her temperature.
And apparently she has QUITE a fever. She skipped into the room where I was and brought me a soaking wet thermometer and said, "I'm sick. SEE?!?"
Wow. A fever of 109. That's quite a sickness you've got going on there, sweetheart.
I immediately sprang into action.
a) What is my child trying to get out of?
and
b) How can I have a little fun with this?
(I'm an awful mom. I freely admit it.)
"Oh honey. I'm sorry I didn't take you seriously when you said you weren't feeling well! You really ARE sick. Unfortunately the only thing that works with a fever that high is a shot, and it might take two or three before you're feeling better. Let's get in the car and go to the doctor right now; they certainly wouldn't want us to wait with a fever that high!"
Evidently this plague is a short-lived one. You could literally SEE the fever drop. Nothing short of miraculous was this recovery.
I love kids.
Question of the day: Why on earth does a thermometer need to go up to 109 degrees anyway?
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
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