Like any adventure being a Mom is chalk full of moments that can take my breath away. Sometimes it's because I'm avoiding the aroma of stinky feet or a dirty diaper, other times it's a slice of amazing only kids can bring that leaves me staring in awe. My rollercoaster life raising 6, soon to be 7 kids can be chaotic at times, but embracing the insanity is half the fun.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

School Daze

Well it's that time again. Today is my little ones last day of school. Well the girls anyway. Jeremy already was finished last week. They were so excited to be going today because they have no work and just a field day where they get to play all day long and say so long to their friends for the summer. The highschool has half days today and tomorrow. And my oldest has plans to go to lunch withher guy tomorrow. So cute. And well a little scary. Alex gets out Friday, and then they're all done until August.

I've found myself trying to think of things I can do to keep them busy during the summer. I already told the boys and Gabi that they will be working on their multiplication charts EVERYDAY. They need to know those, and none of them do. I don't think they realize how important it is.

I'm hoping to take them on a trip to the zoo at some point, and hopefully Kings Island. Although the idea of having them all at KI is a bit daunting. Maybe a couple of picnics to the park, and some bike riding out here in the country, once we air up their tires.

Meanwhile I'll be looking for a new place to live. Yep, moving AGAIN. Not soon, but it always takes a while to find a place big enough that isn't in the ghetto. This place is just too small for all of us, and my lease is up in December. I need a place with 5 bedrooms. Greenlee needs her own room, and we need a room that can be a family room. Not that I'm ungrateful forthis place, it served its purpose, but it just has never felt like home. So hopefully I can find something. Until then I'm saving so that I can hire movers this time LOL Those of you who have helped me move will understand that one.

I must be crazy trying to take 4 classes in an 8 to 10 week semester. I got a bit of a taste of what it will be like while I was trying to do assignments last night. Ahhh kids, you have to love 'em.

In completely off topic news- my boys got their glasses yesterday and they look so cute. Like little brainiacs. I love it. Jeremy was freaking out because he could see so much better. And Alex was complaining that everything was blurry but that's because he has to get used to his prescription. He was excited to go to school today though and show off his new glasses. Now we'll see I guess if it helps with baseball. They're already amazing, and that's not just a mom bragging ;-)

Ok so it's time to get to work today. Lots to do, and then homework. Woot woot. Hope everyone has an amazing day.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Baeball and four eyes

So they had their eye appointments today and WHOA!

The doctor said they were like night and day. She couldn't be more right in so much more than just eyes. But both boys ended up needing glasses. Alex is far sighted and has a pretty strong Rx. She said it may give him headaches at first, poor little guy.

Jeremy is nearsighted and she said that he will probably fall inlove with his glasses as soon as he gets them.

I've never seen two boys be so worried about what looked good on them. It was cute to see them going through the choices of frames and trying to pick what made them look "good". :) I can't wait until they get them and I can post pictures. :)

The girls had a game today. They did great. I love watching them. I'm probably that mom who is in the stands that annoys everyone, but I don't care, I LOVE it.

Gabi made to runs, and hit the ball the third time she was up to bat, but it was foul :( she also played catcher and was awesome at getting right up on home plate when someone was coming in. If the first base player would have thrown her the ball a couple times she might have actually gotten someone out. SIGH Maybe next time.

Jalynn tried so hard. She was so cute. She is such a pistol. The first time she was up she struck out. the second time she kept hitting the ball just behind her so it was foul. When she finally did hit it it was maybe a foot in front of her, she didn't know to run. Everyone was yelling "run! run!" She finally realized she should but the pitcher tagged her out. She was so mad, she stormed back to the dug out and threw her bat at the fence and actually hit one of her teammates waiting to bat. i went to the dug out to talk to her and she was crying. I talked to her and told her it was ok. She should run if she hits the ball no matter what and the umpire will tell her if it's foul or not. Then I told her if she ever threw her bat liek that again Iwould pull her from the game. She had a little pout on her face, but said "Yes Ma'am." The next time she was up she hit it just a little in front of her again, but this time she ran, and she made it safe on home. Sadly the team had just scored 7 runs, and once you do that it automatically goes to the next team to bat, so she didn't get to try to make it home. :(
But they had fun. Ofcourse they probably enjoyed their popscicles after the game the
most LMBO

Friday, May 2, 2008

All Grown up...Kid Moments

I had a conversation with my 8 yo daughter yesterday.

We were sitting in my bedroom talking about her day and her field trip, and her life. She was telling me all about her field trip and how fun it was. Then she went into all the 2nd grade angst (sp?) about how none of the girls in class like her. When I asked her why she said it was because they think she's mean.

Mind you my Gabi is shy and backwords but very pigheaded and stubborn. At home she is Jr. Mommy to her little sisters, and tries to runthe show whenever possible. SO I can see where it might be that way. I told her perhaps she should try not to be so bossy. She was aghast that i could even think she would be. For goodness sake. Then we discussed her "love-life". Ohhhh yes. My 2nd grader has a love life. For months she's been talking about Collin. He gave her an angel bear to bring home and wrote her sonnets inspired by his love. I heard her once tell her 7yo sister that he was crazy , madly in love with her, and if my 7 yo was lucky she would find someone that loved HER that much too. *chuckle*

Well apparently she dumped poor smitten Collin and has moved on to Mitchell. Our conversation went like this.

Me: SO who is this new boy?
Her: Mitchell.
Me: Is he nice.
Her: Yes
Me: Is he cute?
Her: He's a Cowboy. DUH!
Me: Oh a cowboy! What makes him a cowboy?
Her: Well his Dad's a farmer.
Me: Ohhhhh so he's a farmer?
Her: Yeah. And we were on the bus sitting together and Collin was behind us banging his elbow on the seat because he was mad. (she grins- pleased with herself)
Me: Wait you SAT together on the bus? (she nods) You didn't hold hands did you?
Her: (a look of disgust) Umm, NO! He tried but I wouldn't let him.
Me: Good, because I think holding hands means you might get married or something.
Her: Well we might someday. We're in love. I was in love with Collin, but he started being a jerk, so I don't love him anymore. Now I love Mitchell, and he says he loves me too.
Me: Oooooh

We talked about lots of other things, her hair, clothes, her baby sister, life and things going on in it. Some drama that I needed to ask her about. Later She was at the kitchen table with her art set out working on something dilligently. Everytime I passed by she would throw her body over her project and tell me not to look. About an hour later I got a very colorful card on my bed.

"Dear Mom. Thanks for the Me and You time. I like talking to you. I love you and Bobby."

The pictures were adoreable, little hearts outlined the card and there was a butterfly on the back with her own greeting card symbol. Too cute. And it made me all warm and fuzzy.

She spent the rest of the day listening to her little radio with the headphones Bobby gave her. Pretty soon she'll be asking me for her own MP3 player LOL

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Then there was my 7yo. Bobby was outside throwing baseballs and batting with them. Apparently, he was hitting to Jeremy. She did her little Tomboy walk up to them and asked if she could bat. She was promptly told Jeremy was first and then she could bat. But oh no that wasn't good enough for the little firecracker. "why can't I bat first?" She was told it wasn't her turn and she needed to wait. Little Miss Thang proceeded to storm off. Later we found a beautiful letter written in white rock on the cement. "I hate you Bobby. Yes I do."
At Dinner I told her I'd heard about her love letter. She looked confused. I explained about the writing. She looked embarrassed and ashamed. I explained that we don't use the word hate. I think I almost made her cry. Later she came up to me and informed me that she doesn't really hate Bobby. I told her she should tell HIM that and maybe apologize. I think the stubborness caught hold of her because I'm pretty sure that never happened. But it didn't stop Bobby from bragging about her pitching arm. It's just too bad in Softball they have to pitch underhanded.
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Then ofcourse Jeremy was our little golf ball fetcher. LOL We got out golf clubs and were hitting golf balls into the field. And he would run and grab them and bring them back. Ofcourse he is the perfect spectator because even the worst would illicit an ooooh and ahhh from him. Earlier in the day he was fawning over his baby sister, helping to give her a bottle. I told him that when she grew up she was going to look up to him. So he needed to be a good example. I talked about how when she was 7 he would be 17, and all her little friends would probably have crushes on him. He informed me that was fine (as he puffed his chest) but that no boys better try to like her because he would chase them off. LOL
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and my oldest. Well, let's just say she had to write a paper and Bobby and I spent a while the day before discussing it with her. The topic. Choose a side- Is Man born innately evil, or a blank slate? She couldn't decide which she truly believed. I think we finally talked her into just picking a side and debating it to her best ability even if she wasn't sure she believed it or not. She asked to go to a bonfire Saturday with her friends at her boyfriends house. It will be fun, but I imagine holding hands will be the least of my worries. I got a text from her saying she appreciated my help, and all my support and that she loves me. SIGH The differences between the ages. The innocence and the complexity. :)

I LOVE BEING A MOM!