Monday, March 24, 2008
Spring Break
We just got back from Florida last Thursday. We had a great time visiting with my Mom Grandma, & brother. The kids had a blast and so did I. We shopped, played at the beach, went to the movies, and ate out ! It was great. My Mom and Grnadma spoiled the kids and me. When we got back, I was struck with either a stomach virus or food poisioning. It was awful. I am feeling better but very tired. As soon as I am back to my old self I will post pictures!
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Soccer Superstar
Chandler has started playing soccer! He loves it and plays VERY well. We really surprised at just how good he plays. He is on a team of 6 boys who played together in the fall. He loves all his team mates and plays as if he is seasoned pro (as much of pro as a 5 year can be). Chase cannot wait to play, but he will have to wait until the fall when he is 4!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Snow Day
The first weekend in March was beautiful with temperatures near 80, and then this morning we woke up to snow! Our house looked like a winter wonderland and the boys loved it! School was cancelled and we got up and dressed and headed outside. We made snowmen and snow angels. Jason went into work late and played,too! You could hear the sounds of all the children in our neighborhood playing outside. It will not last for long, Highs today will be in the mid-50's! Even though I despise cold weather, the memory of this morning will be with me forever!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
It Always Happens When Jason's Out of Town...
Jason travels a lot. He usually travels a few times a month for a day or two and whenever he is gone life is CRAZY!!! He seems to always be gone every year for Valentine's and this year was no different. He left this morning for Shreveport and Murphy's Law kicked in.
First, my sweet mother sent the kids clothes from Target for Valentine's Day. I really appreciate her thoughtfulness, but everything was the wrong size. So I hightailed it up to Super Target to do some exchanging. Well they have this crazy exchange policy and without a receipt is nearly impossible to return. My dear Mother, in her infinite wisdom, sent a gift receipt. I waited in line for what seemed like an eternity because the lady in front of me did not have a receipt and argued with the Target associate for 10 minutes. I was feeling overly confident thinking I would have no problems because I had a receipt when the associate informed me one item was not on the gift receipt. I preceded to argue with her for ten minutes before I called my Mom. Long story short, we figured it out after 20 minutes of phone conversations and two trips to the bathroom. I should have know better than to stay and shop. The kids were past their limit. But no, I stayed. Kate removed her socks and shoes over and over again. I put them on, she took them off, until I finally let her barefoot. Chandler ran into a support pole in the middle of an aisle and screamed bloody murder. Now he had a bruise on his head. We got lots of looks with that one. Finally Chase hid in the pj section and I found him amongst the bras!
When we got home Kate had a present for me in her diaper. We went upstairs to change her. I pulled her pants off when I heard the door bell ring (I was expecting a contractor to drop off some paint samples), so I ran down stairs to get the door. When I got back upstairs Kate had removed her diaper. Luckily most of the poop stayed in the diaper, however she climbed up in my bed and scooted her little bottom across the sheets and comforter. I had just enough time to strip the sheets off the bed and throw them in the washer before we left for church.
Chaser fell asleep on the way home from church and that is always bad. We usually take a bath and then go to sleep at night, especially on Wed. nights because we have school the next day. I tried to carry him up strairs and put him to bed, but of course he woke up crying asking for Dad. I decided to skip the bath. Then I could not get him to go back to sleep and I still had to get all the kids stuff ready for the big Valentine's Day parties tomorrow. I was desperate so I made my bed and laid down with him in my room where he finally fell asleep.
Jason called me to say goodnight and tell me he missed me . He said he was going to bed in a nice king size bed. He was drowsy from his overeating. He bragged about how wonderful the food was at the new Cajun place he dined at with their hot rolls and shrimp. I told him about my dinner of saltines and cold soup that was warmed up at one time but cool by the time I got to eat it. I also told him about our Target expedition, Kate's diaper mess and how I was sleeping with Chaser (who always ends up sleeping sideways and kicking me). My sweet husband knows how to make everything better. He told me how much he loves me and appreciates all I do. Those simple words just melted all the days stresses away. Life is good and I am going to bed now to snuggle with my Chaser!
First, my sweet mother sent the kids clothes from Target for Valentine's Day. I really appreciate her thoughtfulness, but everything was the wrong size. So I hightailed it up to Super Target to do some exchanging. Well they have this crazy exchange policy and without a receipt is nearly impossible to return. My dear Mother, in her infinite wisdom, sent a gift receipt. I waited in line for what seemed like an eternity because the lady in front of me did not have a receipt and argued with the Target associate for 10 minutes. I was feeling overly confident thinking I would have no problems because I had a receipt when the associate informed me one item was not on the gift receipt. I preceded to argue with her for ten minutes before I called my Mom. Long story short, we figured it out after 20 minutes of phone conversations and two trips to the bathroom. I should have know better than to stay and shop. The kids were past their limit. But no, I stayed. Kate removed her socks and shoes over and over again. I put them on, she took them off, until I finally let her barefoot. Chandler ran into a support pole in the middle of an aisle and screamed bloody murder. Now he had a bruise on his head. We got lots of looks with that one. Finally Chase hid in the pj section and I found him amongst the bras!
When we got home Kate had a present for me in her diaper. We went upstairs to change her. I pulled her pants off when I heard the door bell ring (I was expecting a contractor to drop off some paint samples), so I ran down stairs to get the door. When I got back upstairs Kate had removed her diaper. Luckily most of the poop stayed in the diaper, however she climbed up in my bed and scooted her little bottom across the sheets and comforter. I had just enough time to strip the sheets off the bed and throw them in the washer before we left for church.
Chaser fell asleep on the way home from church and that is always bad. We usually take a bath and then go to sleep at night, especially on Wed. nights because we have school the next day. I tried to carry him up strairs and put him to bed, but of course he woke up crying asking for Dad. I decided to skip the bath. Then I could not get him to go back to sleep and I still had to get all the kids stuff ready for the big Valentine's Day parties tomorrow. I was desperate so I made my bed and laid down with him in my room where he finally fell asleep.
Jason called me to say goodnight and tell me he missed me . He said he was going to bed in a nice king size bed. He was drowsy from his overeating. He bragged about how wonderful the food was at the new Cajun place he dined at with their hot rolls and shrimp. I told him about my dinner of saltines and cold soup that was warmed up at one time but cool by the time I got to eat it. I also told him about our Target expedition, Kate's diaper mess and how I was sleeping with Chaser (who always ends up sleeping sideways and kicking me). My sweet husband knows how to make everything better. He told me how much he loves me and appreciates all I do. Those simple words just melted all the days stresses away. Life is good and I am going to bed now to snuggle with my Chaser!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Pink Eye Epidemic
We have had a pink eye epidemic at our home this last week. Chandler started it all by getting pink eye last Tuesday. We thought we we're over it and Chase woke up with it on Sunday. Then Kate got it yesterday (Tuesday). I have been to the pharmacy so much they know me by name. I asked the kids to please coordinate better next time and get it all on the same day.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
The Kite Runner
I just finished reading the book "The Kite Runner". I had heard good things about it here and there, but it was never in at the library. So I finally just requested it and took over 6 weeks to come in, but it was worth it.
The book is superbly written and I just felt like I knew the characters from almost the very beginning. It was a pretty easy read. I read it in about 4 days, but finished the bulk of the book in the last day. It became so intense once I hit a certain point, I could not put it down. It was powerful and moving. It even gives a bit of history about Afghanistan before and after the Taliban took over (which I had no idea was so horrible). The book is more than about history. It is about doing what is right and how our life choices make up who we are and effect those around us. It is also about forgiveness. My receommendation is that it is a must read, but be warned there are a couple of scenes that are very GRAPHIC! Happy Reading!
The book is superbly written and I just felt like I knew the characters from almost the very beginning. It was a pretty easy read. I read it in about 4 days, but finished the bulk of the book in the last day. It became so intense once I hit a certain point, I could not put it down. It was powerful and moving. It even gives a bit of history about Afghanistan before and after the Taliban took over (which I had no idea was so horrible). The book is more than about history. It is about doing what is right and how our life choices make up who we are and effect those around us. It is also about forgiveness. My receommendation is that it is a must read, but be warned there are a couple of scenes that are very GRAPHIC! Happy Reading!
Chaser's Version of Guitar Hero
My sweet Chase is in speech. He has a serious articulation problem and goes to school twice a week to help. He had tubes put in both his ears about a year ago because of chronic ear infections and fluid on his ears so he has been playing catch up for the last year. I am happy to report he is making great progress, but still somethimes struggles to say things correctly.
That being said I would never laugh about his problem, but sometimes it produces the funniest moments. He makes up his own words or exchanges words for things he cannot pronounce and one of the funniest examples is from songs on guitar hero. Jason and I love to play guitar hero at night and often duel one another. The boys love to watch and even play with Mom and Dad's help. They even get their microphone and sing along. The other night Chase had us rolling when he sang, "Hit Me With Your Best Buy" (instead of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot") and "Soda" (Instead of "Slow Ride").
It was the funniest and cutest thing ever. We taped it. Maybe one day you'll see it on "You Tube" and my sweet Chaser will be an internet sensation.
That being said I would never laugh about his problem, but sometimes it produces the funniest moments. He makes up his own words or exchanges words for things he cannot pronounce and one of the funniest examples is from songs on guitar hero. Jason and I love to play guitar hero at night and often duel one another. The boys love to watch and even play with Mom and Dad's help. They even get their microphone and sing along. The other night Chase had us rolling when he sang, "Hit Me With Your Best Buy" (instead of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot") and "Soda" (Instead of "Slow Ride").
It was the funniest and cutest thing ever. We taped it. Maybe one day you'll see it on "You Tube" and my sweet Chaser will be an internet sensation.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Star Student Chandler
This week at school Chandler was the star student. He gets his picture displayed in the hall and gets to bring home the letter box and estimation jar. They also send home a list of questions that they later post that helps you get to know him and I just had to share some of his answers.
Favorite Color - Green
Favorite Ice Cream Flavor - Chocolate
Favorite Toy - Digital Camera (He is quite the photographer. He takes pictures of everything. Be careful if you ever visit our home, you are not even safe in the bathroom)
I am Happiest When - I am playing the Wii with Dad
Favorite DVD - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
But the last question was priceless. The question was - What do you want to be when you grow up? - . In the past Chandler has always said, "A Daddy",but this time he surprised us all when he said, "I think when I grow up I will want to be a kid again!". Wow. He has it all figured out at 5!
Favorite Color - Green
Favorite Ice Cream Flavor - Chocolate
Favorite Toy - Digital Camera (He is quite the photographer. He takes pictures of everything. Be careful if you ever visit our home, you are not even safe in the bathroom)
I am Happiest When - I am playing the Wii with Dad
Favorite DVD - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
But the last question was priceless. The question was - What do you want to be when you grow up? - . In the past Chandler has always said, "A Daddy",but this time he surprised us all when he said, "I think when I grow up I will want to be a kid again!". Wow. He has it all figured out at 5!
Friday, January 18, 2008
Movie Review - PS I Love You
I went to the movies last Saturday with 5 of my playgroup Moms to see PS, I love You and I wanted to share my opinions of it with you. I cannot say that I recommend it because it was very sad. I cried through almost the whole movie. It dealt with moving on after the death of a loved one and I found it all very depressing. There were a few funny moments but sometimes I fell Hollywood is so out of touch with middle America. I went in to the movies expecting to see a romantic comedy and instead I saw a movie that had very little to do with romance and not many laughs! My recommendation, see it on video or just skip it all together!
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Winning A Losing Battle
As most of you know, I have had weight issues most of my life. This past summer though it really hit me hard how much my weight was taking a toll on my life. I was ashamed to take the kids to the pool, because of the way I looked in a bathing suit and going to the pool was the boys favorite thing to do. I could not run and play with the kids in the backyard or on the playground. I did not sleep well at night and was winded going up and down the stairs in our home. I was stagnant. I had no energy.
On September 12th of this last year I decided I had to something and something permanent. I was sending myself down a path where I would not be able to enjoy my children growing up, or even worse, I might not live to see them have children of their own, and all because of all the problems that occur from being overweight and borderline obese. I wanted to be an example to my children of how to eat well and in moderation.
I am happy to report that since that day, I have lost 40lbs. and 23inches. I feel great and the weight is still coming off. I joined Jenny Craig and I have made major lifestyle changes including walking 3-4 times a week. I practice portion control and am eating more fruits and veggies in a day then I used to in a week. Over the holiday I actually lost 2lbs instead of gaining. I frequent the veggie trays at parties instead of all the chips and dips. I have more energy and gone from a 20W at Lane Bryant to a size 14/16 in a regular store. I feel great about myself. Jason loves my new figure. I still have another 30lbs to lose, but I am confident I will be there by the start of summer.
This year will be a great year, because I winning the battle of my weight and it does not control me. I plan to take my kids to the pool this year any time they ask and look good doing it!
On September 12th of this last year I decided I had to something and something permanent. I was sending myself down a path where I would not be able to enjoy my children growing up, or even worse, I might not live to see them have children of their own, and all because of all the problems that occur from being overweight and borderline obese. I wanted to be an example to my children of how to eat well and in moderation.
I am happy to report that since that day, I have lost 40lbs. and 23inches. I feel great and the weight is still coming off. I joined Jenny Craig and I have made major lifestyle changes including walking 3-4 times a week. I practice portion control and am eating more fruits and veggies in a day then I used to in a week. Over the holiday I actually lost 2lbs instead of gaining. I frequent the veggie trays at parties instead of all the chips and dips. I have more energy and gone from a 20W at Lane Bryant to a size 14/16 in a regular store. I feel great about myself. Jason loves my new figure. I still have another 30lbs to lose, but I am confident I will be there by the start of summer.
This year will be a great year, because I winning the battle of my weight and it does not control me. I plan to take my kids to the pool this year any time they ask and look good doing it!
Friday, December 28, 2007
My Big Guy Chase
It's official. Chase, who is 3, weighs more that his big brother, Chandler, who is 5. I took them to the doctor today and Chase is 43.6 pounds, while Chandler is exactly 43 pounds. I think I have a future linebacker on my hands. He started off big (9lbs. 15 oz. ) and has not slowed down!
Christmas!
We had a great Christmas. We went to Jackson, MS to spend it with Jason's family and got home on Christmas night. The kids had a blast and Santa was very good to them. We got a Wii and it was so much fun playing it with all of the family! Here are a few pictures....
Looking at these pictures makes me realize how blessed we are!!!
Looking at these pictures makes me realize how blessed we are!!!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Chatty Chandler
Chandler talks ALL DAY LONG! It is a constant stream of questions and comments everyday from the moment he wakes up until he goes to sleep. I am not stupid and I know that he inherited this trait from me. As a couple Jason is the quite one and I am the one that talks. I have an Uncle who always called me "Chatty Cathy" as a child and I always got in trouble at school for talking too much. If I talked as much as Chandler does as a child I was one chatty girl.
This past Thursday Chandler was in a very talkative mood. Here is a few excerpts of the conversations I had with him...
He wakes me up at 6:30 am with "Mom, what's for breakfast? I am really hungry. Can I have Pop Tarts or cereal? Do you have Toaster Strudel with blue icing? Can I have toast and chocolate milk?" He never gives me a chance to respond. I just get out of bed and he follows me down stairs with this. "Mom, is it a school day? How many more days until I get to go to big boy school and start kindergarten? Can I ride the bus when I go to my new school? What shoes can I wear today?"
It was a school day so we got ready and loaded up in the car and it just kept going. "Mom, when is Christmas? When does Santa come? What kind of cookies can we make him? Oh, look Mom there is a polar bear in someones yard. Are polar bears good or bad? What about frogs? And flies - are they good or bad?" (it was an inflatable polar bear, not a real one, in case you were wondering)
I am thinking to myself where do you come up with all these questions. It never ends. He really lets me respond to one question before he asks another.
Later that night, we went to Christmas Journey at our church. Christmas Journey is a narrative of the life of Christ that you see driving through in your car and listening to a CD. It is beautiful and of course Chase and Kate just starred, but Chandler asked a million questions and this was my favorite: "Mom, how many Jesus' were there? He was a baby over there and here He is a boy and up there He is a Man." I told him that Jesus grew from a baby to a boy to a man, just like he had grown from a baby to a boy." He then looked me in the eye and as serious as possible in a questioning voice said "I'm a Man?"
This past Thursday Chandler was in a very talkative mood. Here is a few excerpts of the conversations I had with him...
He wakes me up at 6:30 am with "Mom, what's for breakfast? I am really hungry. Can I have Pop Tarts or cereal? Do you have Toaster Strudel with blue icing? Can I have toast and chocolate milk?" He never gives me a chance to respond. I just get out of bed and he follows me down stairs with this. "Mom, is it a school day? How many more days until I get to go to big boy school and start kindergarten? Can I ride the bus when I go to my new school? What shoes can I wear today?"
It was a school day so we got ready and loaded up in the car and it just kept going. "Mom, when is Christmas? When does Santa come? What kind of cookies can we make him? Oh, look Mom there is a polar bear in someones yard. Are polar bears good or bad? What about frogs? And flies - are they good or bad?" (it was an inflatable polar bear, not a real one, in case you were wondering)
I am thinking to myself where do you come up with all these questions. It never ends. He really lets me respond to one question before he asks another.
Later that night, we went to Christmas Journey at our church. Christmas Journey is a narrative of the life of Christ that you see driving through in your car and listening to a CD. It is beautiful and of course Chase and Kate just starred, but Chandler asked a million questions and this was my favorite: "Mom, how many Jesus' were there? He was a baby over there and here He is a boy and up there He is a Man." I told him that Jesus grew from a baby to a boy to a man, just like he had grown from a baby to a boy." He then looked me in the eye and as serious as possible in a questioning voice said "I'm a Man?"
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Did I ever tell you about the time I went to the DMV
So this happened about a year ago but I told this story at Thanksgiving and everyone laughed so I had to share it with all of you...
I went to the DMV to update my driver's licenses with all three kids. Kate was still pretty small. When we got there the line was so long, it backed up outside the door. It never fails when I have to run an errand with all three kids that there will be a line or it will be busy. It is as if a crowd follows me. Businesses should hire me to come to there location when the kids are tired or bored or just plain being themselves because it is always busy when I show up, but that is another story. So back to the DMV, the line is very long.
About half way through Chandler tells me he has to go to the bathroom. I sweetly tell him (or in my mind it was sweet) we are not getting out of the line. We advance a little and again he tells me he has to go to the bathroom and I tell him to hold it. We advance more and again he reminds me that he has to go and I firmly inform him to hold it because there is no way we are going to the end of the line.
Finally we make it to the front and are the next in line. Chandler once again reminds me he has to go and I say "Just hold it for one more minute, Chandler because I am not getting out of this line" (and it was not sweet this time). So in true Chandler form (the child is not quite) he firmly and loudly tells me, "Mom my butt is opening up and the poop is coming out".
As if on cue, the DMVattendant says, "Next" and I relinquished my spot in line and took Chandler to the bathroom.
I went to the DMV to update my driver's licenses with all three kids. Kate was still pretty small. When we got there the line was so long, it backed up outside the door. It never fails when I have to run an errand with all three kids that there will be a line or it will be busy. It is as if a crowd follows me. Businesses should hire me to come to there location when the kids are tired or bored or just plain being themselves because it is always busy when I show up, but that is another story. So back to the DMV, the line is very long.
About half way through Chandler tells me he has to go to the bathroom. I sweetly tell him (or in my mind it was sweet) we are not getting out of the line. We advance a little and again he tells me he has to go to the bathroom and I tell him to hold it. We advance more and again he reminds me that he has to go and I firmly inform him to hold it because there is no way we are going to the end of the line.
Finally we make it to the front and are the next in line. Chandler once again reminds me he has to go and I say "Just hold it for one more minute, Chandler because I am not getting out of this line" (and it was not sweet this time). So in true Chandler form (the child is not quite) he firmly and loudly tells me, "Mom my butt is opening up and the poop is coming out".
As if on cue, the DMVattendant says, "Next" and I relinquished my spot in line and took Chandler to the bathroom.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
So I'm Going to Africa
So I told you in my last blog that the next mission trip to South Africa that my church went on I was going. Well, today I found out that there is a Worship & Arts trip going to South Africa on July 2-12. So I looked at Jason and said, "I'm going". He is being totally supportive because he knows how much this means to me. I called my Mom and asked her to watch my kids while I'm gone and e-mailed the Pastor to tell him to count me in. I do not know how I am going to pay for it all, or how it all works, but I am going! They work a lot with children who are terminally ill from AIDS. I just feel called to do this! So pray for me that everything will work out as I take this leap of faith!
Monday, November 12, 2007
Keeping Christ in Christmas
So, I have been complaining about my kids ever growing Christmas list. It seems every time we go to a store or see a magazine its "I want this" or "Can Santa get me this". Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Thomas trains, leapster games, skateboards, the list goes on and on. I have always wanted Christmas to be about Christ and not Santa focused. But here we are a month away from Christmas and we are completely focused on Santa. How do I get my kids to realize the true meaning of Christmas. I find myself asking the question, "Where are they getting this from?"
Certainly not from me right. I am Christ Centered during the holiday. Well, the more I thought about it, the more I realized they are learning it from me. I had a list a mile long for Jason of things I wanted this year. He never gets it right unless I give him a specific list. This years list included a Coach Bag, gift cards for clothes, perfume, with the ability to change it if I see something different I like. All a bunch of meaningless stuff. Sound familiar.
Then I went to a friends presentation on her Mission trip to South Africa. She retold countless stories of children and adults dying of AIDS and being alone. I found myself crying as she told story, after story of holding a baby who was terminally ill with no one to care for them. But that is in Africa, and it seems so far away and what can I really do. She made such a profound statement that it changed my whole way of thinking. "We can make a difference. They do so much with so little, and we do so little with so much". Talk about a rude awakening.
So this Holiday Season I will be an example to my children. No Coach Bag, No perfume. I will spend both time and money showing those that need it most Christ through my actions. A local Christian shelter called the Samaritan Inn needs food, clothing, and toys for the many children they house. I will be giving all I can this holiday season and the next Mission trip to South Africa that I have the opportunity to take I will be on.
My Children will see the true meaning of Christmas this year through the person who influences them the most. ME!
Certainly not from me right. I am Christ Centered during the holiday. Well, the more I thought about it, the more I realized they are learning it from me. I had a list a mile long for Jason of things I wanted this year. He never gets it right unless I give him a specific list. This years list included a Coach Bag, gift cards for clothes, perfume, with the ability to change it if I see something different I like. All a bunch of meaningless stuff. Sound familiar.
Then I went to a friends presentation on her Mission trip to South Africa. She retold countless stories of children and adults dying of AIDS and being alone. I found myself crying as she told story, after story of holding a baby who was terminally ill with no one to care for them. But that is in Africa, and it seems so far away and what can I really do. She made such a profound statement that it changed my whole way of thinking. "We can make a difference. They do so much with so little, and we do so little with so much". Talk about a rude awakening.
So this Holiday Season I will be an example to my children. No Coach Bag, No perfume. I will spend both time and money showing those that need it most Christ through my actions. A local Christian shelter called the Samaritan Inn needs food, clothing, and toys for the many children they house. I will be giving all I can this holiday season and the next Mission trip to South Africa that I have the opportunity to take I will be on.
My Children will see the true meaning of Christmas this year through the person who influences them the most. ME!
Friday, November 9, 2007
Your the First Mom to Ever Ask About That
So, I consider myself an innovator, paving the way for all you Moms out there. I hope that you can gain insight and get ideas to raise your children from this blog. So here is a little story you can refer to if you child ever does this:
So, as I told you Jason is was out of town last Wednesday night. I was so proud of myself for getting all the kids to bed on time with no tears. By 8:30 I was reading a book and by ten I was ready for bed. So I started my usual ritual and brushed my teeth, washed my face, went to take out my contact lenses and SURPRISE I could not find my contact storage case. I let Kate play with it that morning (yes it was empty when she was playing with it) and she sweetly put it up where I could not find it. No problem. The boys are BIG water drinkers at night and I keep Dixie Cups in their bathroom so they can get up in the middle of the night and help themselves. So I went and grabbed two of them and wrote L on one and R on the other so I could tell them apart. I took them out and put a small amount of saline solution in the bottom, turned off the light and went to bed.
Now, My kids know when Dad is out of town and at least one of them will wake up in the night and ask to sleep with me. I always say yes. This particular night it was Chandler and he snuggled up to me around 2 am. The night goes on and at some point I hear Chandler get up and make his way to the bathroom to get some water. I hear him cough. He comes back to bed. I ask him if he is okay and he says yes. We go back to bed.
Flash forward to Thursday morning. I am getting ready for school. I go to put my contacts in and guess what. Yes, the L cup is empty. I wonder what happened to it when it all floods back. I call Chandler upstairs and ask him where he got water last night. He tells me what I already know. He drank from my contact cup and as he put it "It tasted funny".
So I finish getting ready and then my warped mind kicks into overdrive and I thinking "will it hurt him to swallow that contact and saline solution?" Is this one of those things that will land me on Oprah as a hidden danger all Moms should know about. So I quick call the pediatrician and get the nurses line. The first nurse is new and says I do not know let me ask the other nurse. She get on the line, laughing I might add, and says let me ask the the nurse practitioner. She gets on the line (laughing once again) and says Amie (and yes we see them so much we are on a first name basis) "I think you are the first Mom to ever call with this problem, but Chandler will be fine. The contact is water soluble and the saline solution is salt water. " Whew. My reply, "Well I am just paving the way for ALL those Moms out there that have a child that will one day swallow their contact lens". I know, hold you applause.
So, as I told you Jason is was out of town last Wednesday night. I was so proud of myself for getting all the kids to bed on time with no tears. By 8:30 I was reading a book and by ten I was ready for bed. So I started my usual ritual and brushed my teeth, washed my face, went to take out my contact lenses and SURPRISE I could not find my contact storage case. I let Kate play with it that morning (yes it was empty when she was playing with it) and she sweetly put it up where I could not find it. No problem. The boys are BIG water drinkers at night and I keep Dixie Cups in their bathroom so they can get up in the middle of the night and help themselves. So I went and grabbed two of them and wrote L on one and R on the other so I could tell them apart. I took them out and put a small amount of saline solution in the bottom, turned off the light and went to bed.
Now, My kids know when Dad is out of town and at least one of them will wake up in the night and ask to sleep with me. I always say yes. This particular night it was Chandler and he snuggled up to me around 2 am. The night goes on and at some point I hear Chandler get up and make his way to the bathroom to get some water. I hear him cough. He comes back to bed. I ask him if he is okay and he says yes. We go back to bed.
Flash forward to Thursday morning. I am getting ready for school. I go to put my contacts in and guess what. Yes, the L cup is empty. I wonder what happened to it when it all floods back. I call Chandler upstairs and ask him where he got water last night. He tells me what I already know. He drank from my contact cup and as he put it "It tasted funny".
So I finish getting ready and then my warped mind kicks into overdrive and I thinking "will it hurt him to swallow that contact and saline solution?" Is this one of those things that will land me on Oprah as a hidden danger all Moms should know about. So I quick call the pediatrician and get the nurses line. The first nurse is new and says I do not know let me ask the other nurse. She get on the line, laughing I might add, and says let me ask the the nurse practitioner. She gets on the line (laughing once again) and says Amie (and yes we see them so much we are on a first name basis) "I think you are the first Mom to ever call with this problem, but Chandler will be fine. The contact is water soluble and the saline solution is salt water. " Whew. My reply, "Well I am just paving the way for ALL those Moms out there that have a child that will one day swallow their contact lens". I know, hold you applause.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
My First Blog
I know that it is crazy that I am blogging, but it is a great way to share with family and friends who live so far away. Even though my kids drive me crazy sometimes they make me laugh ALOT! This morning at Bible study someone suggested I blog because my stories about my kids were so funny and entertaining and then a friend sent me a link to her blog, and I thought okay God what are you telling me. It came to just then. You can share with everyone what's going on whenever you want and people can read it whenever they want. It works great for everyone and helps me share the joy(and pain) of my family! So this is an invitation for everyone to check my blog and check in with us anytime!
So here goes....
Jason is out of town for the next couple of days and it is always stressful when he is gone. This morning was crazy getting out of the house for Bible study. The boys wanted to wear hats and then fought over which hat they got to wear. Chandler wanted his U of TEXAS hat and Chase wanted his Dad's Ole Miss hat. Then Chandler wanted a hat of his Dads but he only wanted the one Chase had and Chase refused to wear the TEXAS hat. Chase insisted he did not like orange only blue. I tried reasoning but it did not work and after a lot of tears and threats (by me) Chandler finally decided on his Dad's hat that he mows the grass in (which smelled horrible) and Chase somehow ended up with the Texas hat (he decided he liked orange after all).
We got to church at 9:29 and Bible study starts at 9:30. We would have been on time had in not been for the whole hat incident. The first ten minutes is usually ladies just talking so I thought maybe I can drop of the kids in their room and make it in before the lesson starts. But No, Kate had removed her hair bow, shoes and socks. I quickly put them all back on and unbuckled her and picked her up. And that when I smelled, the smell. Poop. It happens, I know, but this morning in my rush to get the kidos out the door I hastily applied her diaper with half of her little fanny hanging out. Poor thing. So I went to work. I took off the shoes, socks, and hair bow as well as the clothes. I wiped everything down and reapplied the diaper (correctly this time) and went to look for her change of clothes. Well, I am usually very organized, but somehwere in the crazyness of my life I forgot to change out the kids clothes when the weather got cold. So all I had for Kate to wear was a summer sleeveless dress that was just a little tooo tight and the high today was 65. I know, bad Mommy. But she did have a jacket. And it just so happened her hair bow matched the dress perefecly, so all hope was not lost!
But there is more. Chandler had filled a gift bag that he got for his birthday with toys and brought it in the car. I thought nothing of it because the boys always bring toys in the car. But this was different. He brought the toys for his best friend Ethan. I told him no the toys stay in the car. He said "But I NEED to give this to Ethan". Anyways we went back and forth and I finally reasoned with him to put it down. He gets out and go to unbuckle Chase. And he picks up the bag and Chandler looses it. He cries and gets so dramatic and Chase is now refusing to put the bag down. So I lay DOWN the law (if you get my drift) right there in the parking just as one of the pastors on staff at our church walks by. He smiles at me and says, "Having a bad day?" . My reply, "Not really, this is pretty normal in our family."
So. I finally made it to Bible Study at 9:45. I sit down get a cup of coffee when I realized Kate has left me a reminder of her earlier accident on my shirt sleeve and I forgot my Bible study workbook. I am just about to cry when we start to discuss the days lesson on God's love. It was so refreshing and I so needed it. When I picked up my kids I gave them great big kisses and hugs, because I know even when they fight, poop on me, or have a melt down they are a gift from God and he loves me unconditionally.
Happy Wednesday!
So here goes....
Jason is out of town for the next couple of days and it is always stressful when he is gone. This morning was crazy getting out of the house for Bible study. The boys wanted to wear hats and then fought over which hat they got to wear. Chandler wanted his U of TEXAS hat and Chase wanted his Dad's Ole Miss hat. Then Chandler wanted a hat of his Dads but he only wanted the one Chase had and Chase refused to wear the TEXAS hat. Chase insisted he did not like orange only blue. I tried reasoning but it did not work and after a lot of tears and threats (by me) Chandler finally decided on his Dad's hat that he mows the grass in (which smelled horrible) and Chase somehow ended up with the Texas hat (he decided he liked orange after all).
We got to church at 9:29 and Bible study starts at 9:30. We would have been on time had in not been for the whole hat incident. The first ten minutes is usually ladies just talking so I thought maybe I can drop of the kids in their room and make it in before the lesson starts. But No, Kate had removed her hair bow, shoes and socks. I quickly put them all back on and unbuckled her and picked her up. And that when I smelled, the smell. Poop. It happens, I know, but this morning in my rush to get the kidos out the door I hastily applied her diaper with half of her little fanny hanging out. Poor thing. So I went to work. I took off the shoes, socks, and hair bow as well as the clothes. I wiped everything down and reapplied the diaper (correctly this time) and went to look for her change of clothes. Well, I am usually very organized, but somehwere in the crazyness of my life I forgot to change out the kids clothes when the weather got cold. So all I had for Kate to wear was a summer sleeveless dress that was just a little tooo tight and the high today was 65. I know, bad Mommy. But she did have a jacket. And it just so happened her hair bow matched the dress perefecly, so all hope was not lost!
But there is more. Chandler had filled a gift bag that he got for his birthday with toys and brought it in the car. I thought nothing of it because the boys always bring toys in the car. But this was different. He brought the toys for his best friend Ethan. I told him no the toys stay in the car. He said "But I NEED to give this to Ethan". Anyways we went back and forth and I finally reasoned with him to put it down. He gets out and go to unbuckle Chase. And he picks up the bag and Chandler looses it. He cries and gets so dramatic and Chase is now refusing to put the bag down. So I lay DOWN the law (if you get my drift) right there in the parking just as one of the pastors on staff at our church walks by. He smiles at me and says, "Having a bad day?" . My reply, "Not really, this is pretty normal in our family."
So. I finally made it to Bible Study at 9:45. I sit down get a cup of coffee when I realized Kate has left me a reminder of her earlier accident on my shirt sleeve and I forgot my Bible study workbook. I am just about to cry when we start to discuss the days lesson on God's love. It was so refreshing and I so needed it. When I picked up my kids I gave them great big kisses and hugs, because I know even when they fight, poop on me, or have a melt down they are a gift from God and he loves me unconditionally.
Happy Wednesday!
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