Thursday, October 20, 2005

Halloweens past....

This was Halloween 2004. Parker was determined to be a video game character. We wanted Gabe to be a mushroom but he refused. He was a Cowboy Butterfly.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Kids Sports.........

What makes parents at sporting events scream and holler like they are the coaches? Or like crazed lunatics. Last night at the soccer game, some "Dad" is screaming at these kids. It's like sidelines "road rage". I'm thinking, this is not a school game it's through the Lion's Club for goodness sake. These kids are supposed to be playing for fun. And yet he's relentless. Fortunately there was no cursing. But it seemed like one or two more bad plays by his team and I would have had to get up and mention to him that there were preschoolers there. Let them be kids, let them have fun. Why put so much pressure on them to WIN, why not just let them play the game and do there best and play for the joy of playing. Can you tell I don't like competion?

Tuesday, October 11, 2005


So, we decided to do an all boy sleepover this weekend. Just 24 hours. It seemed so simple. All in all it was not horrible. But I did learn things about my oldest son that I knew nothing about. 1, He seems to be the leader of the crew. 2, He is a pretty good mediator. 3, Boys like to talk about gross stuff... like flatulence, vomit, cutting off body parts. What's up with that? And all of this done at the dinner table. Hmmmm? I also learned that even numbers does not necessarily make the party go more smoothly. Someone will inevitably not want to do what everyone else is doing.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Rough Mornings.....

First post in almost a month. I had a rough morning. Mondays and Wednesdays are rough since moving to the country. I have 3, count them 3 trips into town. First, I take the big boys to school at 8AM and then come back home. Second, I take little boy in for speech and preschool and then I come back home. Third, I come in to town to pick up all four of them from school. It sucks, I feel like Mom Taxi, at your service.

This AM, I say, sure go outside and play before school. It hasn't rained all week surely the mud is more like dirt today. WRONG!!! I rush outside to take them to school only to discover that the two oldest boys have mud caked shoes. So bad that I have to make mine change his shoes. And I am pissed! Did you not notice the mud P.....? Sorry, Mom:-( And I find myself throwing a temper tantrum. And feeling horrible after. Now I'm obsessing that because of the "rough morning" the boys are going to have a bad day at school. But deep down I know that they have already shaken it off and are merrily going about there day.

My internal check is going, hmmm? PMS. I haven't been taking my vitamins religiously. Perhaps I should make more of an effort before crazy, raging woman shows her ugly face. I hate PMS. Men think we use it as an excuse. Unless of course they are on the receiving end of crazy, raging woman. Then if they are smart they very carefully ask, Have you been taking your vitamins? NO! GRRR! I need to I know. I will.