Things are pretty scorching over here. Well, everywhere. This entire continent is on fire, it seems. The air above us, anyway. I don't read papers or watch or listen to news, so I dunno. But I am sure the entire world is suffering.
So the company left last night. We had a nice time. Went to Seattle Centre House (fun stuff at the base of the Space Needle) Space Needle, Pike Place, and The Aquarium.
Seattle aquarium is SO LAME, but it is better than nothing, I suppose. I had free passes for them, since we are members to that and the Zoo. It gets us into the one in Vancouver (not that we ever go! LOL) and is reasonably priced. The kids like to go down there a few times a year at least.
We also went out to eat a few times, shopped a bit and went to the Tacoma Glass museum. Our Homeschooling group just went a few months ago, but the kids and I did not join them. This was an all day thing that my friend D who was visiting wanted to do. It was really interesting, we learned a lot. We loved going in the hot shop where they blow the glass. There was a woman from France there, who now teaches glass blowing in Australia and has taught it in Japan. It was SO NEAT to see them do it. It is hot in there on any day, but with this heat wave...NO FUN. The hot shop is a huge metal building that is a really neat shape. If you google Tacoma Glass museum, you can see a photo of it. I can't put a link in here right now.
I couldn't take any pictures, since Stud took ALL of our cameras to SC for some reason!?!? ARG!
OH! I got this COOL necklace for $14 from this dude near the Space Needle. He takes a grain of rice and prints really tiny on it. Then he puts it in a tiny glass vial (you can choose from all kinds of styles and shapes) of coloured liquid and makes it into a necklace. I got Brain one. He chose a...I can't think how to describe it. Like a horn kind of shape and then green inside it. The liquid magnifies the printing so you can easily read what is on the grain of rice floating inside. It is SO COOL!!
So as we were walking away, I said to my friend D that I may get all my kids' names in one. She thought it was a great idea, so we went back and asked him if he can fit four grains of rice in the vial. He said no, he can fit four names on a single grain of rice!?!?!?
So he somehow wrote all the kids names on (Princess' name has seven letters, too!) this grain. D and I got matching. She got her three kids' names and I got my four. We chose the same shaped vial, same beaded cord for around our necks and same colour. I wanted blue, but he didn't have blue, so I got green like Brain and D did. Then D's 14 year old son got one made with his name and the name of a girl he likes with a heart in between them! Of course the colour is pink:) He is going to give it to her. SO CUTE! We all got a kick out of that, although Brain thinks it is ridiculous. But that is a whole other post.
Stud and the kids are having fun! They have gone to the lake and I guess Jock and a new friend he made are the ones who finally fixed the jet ski and got it working! I can't wait to talk to him about it and hear all about that! I know he will be pleased. They have spent the night at Stud's brother and his wife's and played with their cousins. It is SO SPECIAL. These visits do not happen often. I would love for some of them to come up this way and visit us here!
Only a few more days and they will be back. Get back just after midnight on Wednesday. Poor guys, it will be after 3 am to their bodies! YUCKY!
Alright, I am spending some time looking through photos to post more comparison ones soon. I also want to scrub the house and totally de-clutter and get lots of stuff out of closets and stuff since the younger kids are not here needing my attention.
Lots to get done before they return.
Keep cool everyone!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Five years difference
In looking through photos of my babies, I found some funny ones!
Look what difference five years makes!
Here is Princess in her bed a little more than five years ago -
And here she is, in the same room, with the bed in the same corner the crib was in. This was taken last week-
I love comparison things like this!
Look what difference five years makes!
Here is Princess in her bed a little more than five years ago -
And here she is, in the same room, with the bed in the same corner the crib was in. This was taken last week-
I love comparison things like this!
Relief
Alright. Everyone got to SC safe and sound.
I did not post about it, but have been incredibly uneasy about this trip. The past ten days or so, I have been nauseous and very nervous about them going. Just had a bad feeling for some reason. I finally told Stud on Sunday night. I had been debating if I should tell him or not. I am sure if I was about to fly across the country, I would not like someone to tell me they had a "bad vibe" about the trip. Ya know?? I decided to go ahead. I don't think he thought much of it. LOL
As the time grew near yesterday, I was getting weepy and emotional. Brain came to me in the kitchen as I was getting snacks ready for the kids' backpacks on the plane. He said he had a bad feeling and was worried. Then I REALLY panicked. I asked him about what. He said about their flight. I told him that I had been upset too, and that REALLY worried him. The more I thought about it, I was remembering more things.
Jock has been VERY clingy and loving. Telling me he loves me over and over again. This was the past three or four days. Princess has been feeling sick to her tummy for about ten days. I kept on meaning to get her to the Doc, but never got around to it. She is at the age where everything hurts and worries her and it is often when she has been asked to unload the dishwasher or tidy her room or fold her clean clothes. So I didn't take it too seriously, I guess.
Then when I was all upset, I was wondering if maybe she has some sense of something going to happen and that is how it is affecting her. My mind kept on going all over with all the scenarios of what might be happening. Ever since my brother died last summer, I have been very traumatized. Part of why I have been feeling sick also, is the first anniversary of his death is looming and whenever I think of that, it feels like there is a huge rock in my gut. I am sure I will post about him, when the time comes. I sure want to share as much as I can about him, since he was so amazing. I mention him here and there, but want to share more about how incredible he was. I am thinking perhaps the one year mark may be the time to do that and may also be a bit of a healing experience for me. I am still numb in many ways and keep on finding ways to ignore how I feel and not deal with it. I am great at that anyway, but about something like this, it is especially not healthy.
So I think that may have added to my fears. My mother knew that someone in our family was going to die last year. Not that something bad was going to happen. But specifically, that someone was going to die. She assumed it was either my Dad, or her. Did not occur to her that it would be her 13 year old son. Then less than a week before he died, I had a very odd premonition. It was like a dream, but not. I told my parents and we thought it was odd, but assumed it was because I was worried about Brain. That is another story that maybe I will write about later.
So we got to the airport and Poor Stud had all this stuff. Each kid has a backpack, suitcase and pillow. Princess had her new purse, stuffed full with necessities. Bubble gum, lip smackers, change purse (containing a new $5 that I gave her! She is SO EXCITED!) little toys and a Three Musketeers that she chose. I let them pick a treat at the store before we left and that is what she decided on.
So Stud had all this stuff and I was just dropping them so I wanted to get them dropped quickly and get out of the way. Brain stayed home by himself. He was worried that if it was the last time he saw them, he wanted them to have good memories. He was worried if he went along, they may fight and those would be his last memory of time with his sibs. What a horrible thing for him to have to think about! The feeling was that strong, it was just freaky! So I was in a rush to get home to him, also. It was late at night, I don't like him being home alone that late.
I started crying when I was hugging Jock. He said not to, or he would. I went to Clown and said something about not wanting to make him sad, but I was going to miss them all. He called me back over and motioned me to bend down. He whispered, "Like you always tell us. If we need to cry, we need to do it. Don't hold it in. Go ahead and cry, Mummy. I won't mind. Don't worry about not wanting to make me sad. I AM sad. I am going to miss you a lot!!!"
Of course then I was really struggling. I went to Princess and she said, "Mummy, I am scared." STAB. Like someone stabbed me right in the chest. I was SO tempted to just load them in the van and go home. She loves to fly. She is never scared! *sigh* What on earth was wrong!?!? She told me she is scared she will puke and need a barf bag! She was very ill the last time she flew and she was nervous, thinking since she puked the last time she flew, she will this time also.
I spent the drive home, alternately crying and praying. Cry some more. Pray some more. I got pretty peaceful and listened to my praise songs. Then of course some of the kids' favourite ones came on, that they always dance to. I shut it off and just prayed all the more!!
I called Brain and he answered in a panic. I could tell by his voice he was a ball of nerves. I said they were in the airport. He said for me to hurry and get home. When I was almost home (we are about 45 minutes North of Sea-Tac) I called Stud. They were waiting at the gate. Jock talked to me a lot and I bawled the entire time, but hid it from him wonderfully:) I am SO GOOD. I draw it all from my years of acting in high school:) I bet he had NO CLUE I was a blubbering fool.
Princess talked to me a bit and one of the last things she said was, "I hope I talk to you soon. I hope I see you again. Soon." When she said Again, I was FREAKING! Like she has had some premonition and that is how her five year old self is telling me. Then she added the soon and I admonished my goofy self. I was just looking for negative and needed to get a hold of myself!!
At 4:05 this morning, I woke up suddenly. I recalled this was around the time they were to land in DC to catch their connecting flight. So I could not sleep for about 45 minutes, praying that all was well. About four hours later, Stud called me from his mother's house. YAHOO!!!
I still won't relax until they are back here on the ground in Washington state. What a roller coaster the past few days have been. I am never this way at all. We fly fairly often and I have never been this goofy about it!
Let me find a picture of my babies to post and I will close this down now and spend some much needed time with Brain.
NO, I will do an separate post, devoted just to photos of my babies:)
I did not post about it, but have been incredibly uneasy about this trip. The past ten days or so, I have been nauseous and very nervous about them going. Just had a bad feeling for some reason. I finally told Stud on Sunday night. I had been debating if I should tell him or not. I am sure if I was about to fly across the country, I would not like someone to tell me they had a "bad vibe" about the trip. Ya know?? I decided to go ahead. I don't think he thought much of it. LOL
As the time grew near yesterday, I was getting weepy and emotional. Brain came to me in the kitchen as I was getting snacks ready for the kids' backpacks on the plane. He said he had a bad feeling and was worried. Then I REALLY panicked. I asked him about what. He said about their flight. I told him that I had been upset too, and that REALLY worried him. The more I thought about it, I was remembering more things.
Jock has been VERY clingy and loving. Telling me he loves me over and over again. This was the past three or four days. Princess has been feeling sick to her tummy for about ten days. I kept on meaning to get her to the Doc, but never got around to it. She is at the age where everything hurts and worries her and it is often when she has been asked to unload the dishwasher or tidy her room or fold her clean clothes. So I didn't take it too seriously, I guess.
Then when I was all upset, I was wondering if maybe she has some sense of something going to happen and that is how it is affecting her. My mind kept on going all over with all the scenarios of what might be happening. Ever since my brother died last summer, I have been very traumatized. Part of why I have been feeling sick also, is the first anniversary of his death is looming and whenever I think of that, it feels like there is a huge rock in my gut. I am sure I will post about him, when the time comes. I sure want to share as much as I can about him, since he was so amazing. I mention him here and there, but want to share more about how incredible he was. I am thinking perhaps the one year mark may be the time to do that and may also be a bit of a healing experience for me. I am still numb in many ways and keep on finding ways to ignore how I feel and not deal with it. I am great at that anyway, but about something like this, it is especially not healthy.
So I think that may have added to my fears. My mother knew that someone in our family was going to die last year. Not that something bad was going to happen. But specifically, that someone was going to die. She assumed it was either my Dad, or her. Did not occur to her that it would be her 13 year old son. Then less than a week before he died, I had a very odd premonition. It was like a dream, but not. I told my parents and we thought it was odd, but assumed it was because I was worried about Brain. That is another story that maybe I will write about later.
So we got to the airport and Poor Stud had all this stuff. Each kid has a backpack, suitcase and pillow. Princess had her new purse, stuffed full with necessities. Bubble gum, lip smackers, change purse (containing a new $5 that I gave her! She is SO EXCITED!) little toys and a Three Musketeers that she chose. I let them pick a treat at the store before we left and that is what she decided on.
So Stud had all this stuff and I was just dropping them so I wanted to get them dropped quickly and get out of the way. Brain stayed home by himself. He was worried that if it was the last time he saw them, he wanted them to have good memories. He was worried if he went along, they may fight and those would be his last memory of time with his sibs. What a horrible thing for him to have to think about! The feeling was that strong, it was just freaky! So I was in a rush to get home to him, also. It was late at night, I don't like him being home alone that late.
I started crying when I was hugging Jock. He said not to, or he would. I went to Clown and said something about not wanting to make him sad, but I was going to miss them all. He called me back over and motioned me to bend down. He whispered, "Like you always tell us. If we need to cry, we need to do it. Don't hold it in. Go ahead and cry, Mummy. I won't mind. Don't worry about not wanting to make me sad. I AM sad. I am going to miss you a lot!!!"
Of course then I was really struggling. I went to Princess and she said, "Mummy, I am scared." STAB. Like someone stabbed me right in the chest. I was SO tempted to just load them in the van and go home. She loves to fly. She is never scared! *sigh* What on earth was wrong!?!? She told me she is scared she will puke and need a barf bag! She was very ill the last time she flew and she was nervous, thinking since she puked the last time she flew, she will this time also.
I spent the drive home, alternately crying and praying. Cry some more. Pray some more. I got pretty peaceful and listened to my praise songs. Then of course some of the kids' favourite ones came on, that they always dance to. I shut it off and just prayed all the more!!
I called Brain and he answered in a panic. I could tell by his voice he was a ball of nerves. I said they were in the airport. He said for me to hurry and get home. When I was almost home (we are about 45 minutes North of Sea-Tac) I called Stud. They were waiting at the gate. Jock talked to me a lot and I bawled the entire time, but hid it from him wonderfully:) I am SO GOOD. I draw it all from my years of acting in high school:) I bet he had NO CLUE I was a blubbering fool.
Princess talked to me a bit and one of the last things she said was, "I hope I talk to you soon. I hope I see you again. Soon." When she said Again, I was FREAKING! Like she has had some premonition and that is how her five year old self is telling me. Then she added the soon and I admonished my goofy self. I was just looking for negative and needed to get a hold of myself!!
At 4:05 this morning, I woke up suddenly. I recalled this was around the time they were to land in DC to catch their connecting flight. So I could not sleep for about 45 minutes, praying that all was well. About four hours later, Stud called me from his mother's house. YAHOO!!!
I still won't relax until they are back here on the ground in Washington state. What a roller coaster the past few days have been. I am never this way at all. We fly fairly often and I have never been this goofy about it!
Let me find a picture of my babies to post and I will close this down now and spend some much needed time with Brain.
NO, I will do an separate post, devoted just to photos of my babies:)
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Mish mash of news
Alright, lots to share.
Stud and the three youngest kids are leaving tomorrow night on a red eye. They are going on holiday to South Carolina. Stud grew up there and his entire family is there. I suggested some months ago that he take some kids to see his family since it has been over 18 months since they have seen any of them. He had been thinking of going and we thought summer would be nice so the kids could go to the lakehouse that they have. We can't afford to take everyone and much as Brain and I would love to see everyone, South Carolina in the summer is not our favourite. But that is an entirely different post.
So, this past week I took my two middle sons for some time with them before they left. We looked around at the mall, had lunch and went to a movie. They were excited about the movie because normally if they want to see a movie, they have to pay for it themselves. This was my treat and they were pleased indeed.
Brain and I had seen "Nacho Libre" and I wanted the other boys to see it. They enjoyed it, but Jock got mad at me because I laughed too much and often. I couldn't help it, that Jack Black is a HOOT! The faces he makes and how his character was over acting in this movie and stuff just crack me up! Clown cracked me up the most and I was having trouble keeping quiet at one point. It was just so funny.
I don't know if anyone has seen the preview for this movie. But at one point Nacho is trying to impress this Nun that he likes. He is not wearing his frier robe because he wants her to see his muscles and see how strong he is. He has in "normal" street clothes and at one point leans against a building and flexes his butt cheeks together. That is funny enough, but then Clown leaned over and whispered to me, "He is trying not to fart." Just like that. Totally 100% serious. I struggled to tone down the laughter on that one. You had to be there I am sure!
THEN. We were driving home and some young girls drove past in a nice car. Jock jerked his head and watched them go past and made a sound like he was pleased with what he saw. He is not the slightest bit interested in girls yet (although he turns some heads and has had some girls after him, which confuses and annoys him) but is very interested in cars.
Clown said, "AH HA!! You like the LAAAAAAADDDIIIEEEEESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Jock yelled, "NO! I was looking at the CAR!!!"
Then, since Clown could tell he was getting Jock worked up, he kept at it. He was saying all kinds of things that didn't make sense in this voice he does when he is acting goofy. It was so funny!
So the other night, I cut my foot open on a roll of scotch tape. We still can't figure out how it happened. It was laying on the floor of our bedroom, hidden under some clutter. I must have left it there some months ago when I was wrapping Clown's birthday gifts. Our room is in such disarray, I could not see it. Keep meaning to clean the room. *sigh* Keep starting and getting side-tracked.
The thing is, I did not step on the part that is sharp and cuts the tape. I just stepped somehow on the side of the thingy the tape is in. I must have stepped at just the right angle for it to slice through the skin. Which is no easy task. Even though I just got a pedicure, the skin on my feet is like leather.
It hurt and I was thinking how weird that is. How did some dull piece of plastic cut through that thick skin?? I picked it up and went to put it away. My foot felt weird and then I noticed it felt wet. It was bleeding!?!?!? Then we found little smears of blood on the floor in various places.
So Saturday, we surprised the kids and took them to this place where you do miniature golf (or "Putt Putt" as they call it in this country! LOL I still get a kick out of that even after 16 years down here!) bumper cars, go karts, lazer tag, video games etc. I was worried about walking around on that foot all day, and it did really hurt. I am favouring it, so walk on the inside of my foot, since it is on the outside edge.
I was still having fun when I was driving Princess around in a bumper car. Somehow, when we smashed into someone, I bashed my right knee into the steering wheel REALLY HARD. It HURT SO BAD and swelled up pretty quick. I don't swell easily or get hurt often, so I guess this is making up for a nice long time with no injuries! A nice bruise is forming and it is still pretty swollen. Stud was mad at me because I did not want ice on it when we got home. Which was hours later anyway. I tried it, but it stung really bad:( *sniff* I have been whining about these injuries and he said today, "Quit being a baby! You had four kids for crying out loud!" Teehee Good point.
After the fun day, we went out to our favourite Thai place to eat. Princess was wearing the napkin as a hat, silly girl!
Today we skipped church and had a lazy day. I went to Target to get Princess some new sandals since she forgot her's in Spokane and needs some for South Carolina. I found some on sale, and had fun looking around at various things. Different hair things (try new things now and again to keep the frizz under control, but nothing much works) and skin goop. I got some groceries also and then went home to pick up the troops.
We went to some friends' house for the rest of the day. A family we met and got very close with when he was the Children's Pastor at our church are moving to Idaho in a few weeks. They had a drop in thing and we went to say good bye. We will of course go and visit them. Our kids get along really well. They have three girls and one boy. So their boy LOVES our boys! LOL
Waiting with Brain and Jock for our table at the restaurant. Not sure what I am looking at, but I get a kick out of this picture, because it reminds me of my oldest brother for some reason. Maybe you have to know him, to get a kick out of the picture like I do. Anyone who knows B, don't you think this is like him?? UH!??! Let me know!
Okay, enough for now!
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Kidney Beans
This morning Princess and I were getting ready for a tea party.
She was sitting at the table waiting for her fingernails to dry. I had just painted them a hot pink with an added layer of glow-in-the dark sparkles.
I was making the hot chocolate (usually we have mint tea, but we were in the mood for chocolate) and gathering our special "fancy cookies" to set out.
She said in her sweet little girl voice, "Mummy??"
"Yes??" said I.
"Is it bad if something touches your kidney beans??"
I stifled laughter and asked her where her kidney beans were.
She informed me that they are inside, with the other stuff.
I told her they are just called kidneys. She thought that odd, since they look like the beans that I put in the chili that she hates to eat! I then informed her that is where those beans got their name from. Since they are shaped like our organs, the kidneys.
When I questioned what made her think of any of this in the first place, she showed me that the place mat at the place she was sitting at (Brain's) had various views of the human body on it.
Upon further inspection, I noted that there are no kidneys to be found on the place mat. The last time we did any Science, which was some months ago, we had started some lessons on the human body. So I guess she recalled kidneys from that. We made "lungs" from...I forget. Hopefully the kids remember. A tube, a balloon, a straw...some plastic container. We were working on a heart also, when I got sidetracked and we have never gotten back to it! teehee
Anyway, it appears she is retaining more than I do from our lessons:)
She was sitting at the table waiting for her fingernails to dry. I had just painted them a hot pink with an added layer of glow-in-the dark sparkles.
I was making the hot chocolate (usually we have mint tea, but we were in the mood for chocolate) and gathering our special "fancy cookies" to set out.
She said in her sweet little girl voice, "Mummy??"
"Yes??" said I.
"Is it bad if something touches your kidney beans??"
I stifled laughter and asked her where her kidney beans were.
She informed me that they are inside, with the other stuff.
I told her they are just called kidneys. She thought that odd, since they look like the beans that I put in the chili that she hates to eat! I then informed her that is where those beans got their name from. Since they are shaped like our organs, the kidneys.
When I questioned what made her think of any of this in the first place, she showed me that the place mat at the place she was sitting at (Brain's) had various views of the human body on it.
Upon further inspection, I noted that there are no kidneys to be found on the place mat. The last time we did any Science, which was some months ago, we had started some lessons on the human body. So I guess she recalled kidneys from that. We made "lungs" from...I forget. Hopefully the kids remember. A tube, a balloon, a straw...some plastic container. We were working on a heart also, when I got sidetracked and we have never gotten back to it! teehee
Anyway, it appears she is retaining more than I do from our lessons:)
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Time for a new Tat
Ok everyone, please help me out.
It is time for a new tattoo. I don't want to be one of those people covered in them. Yet I do want a few more, ya know???
There are ones I have been considering. Please tell me which one(s) you think I should get.
1) My maiden name family crest. It is Irish and very nice, if I do say so myself. Would be very detailed and take some time and money.
2) A wee little green Shamrock.
3) A Claddaugh ring but with the band being a celtic knot. Either around the calf or wrist.
4) My brother's name written by my mother. Since I have the one my Dad wrote already, I really need one in my mother's writing. She has written it out for me, I just need to find the piece of paper again. The poor woman already mailed one to me TWICE. ARG! I need to be more organised! You new readers can go to my November 27th, 2005 post to view the one my Dad "designed" if you want. I am sorry, I don't know how to make that be linked in here.
5) I do want some kind of butterflies or some girly thing kind of around my ankle and going down into the top of my foot. When I was getting my dragonflies last year, I saw a photo of a cool anklet like that. It was SO PRETTY!
6) I have always adored unicorns and would love one of those somewhere...
Ok, thanks in advance for your help! Off to bed:)
It is time for a new tattoo. I don't want to be one of those people covered in them. Yet I do want a few more, ya know???
There are ones I have been considering. Please tell me which one(s) you think I should get.
1) My maiden name family crest. It is Irish and very nice, if I do say so myself. Would be very detailed and take some time and money.
2) A wee little green Shamrock.
3) A Claddaugh ring but with the band being a celtic knot. Either around the calf or wrist.
4) My brother's name written by my mother. Since I have the one my Dad wrote already, I really need one in my mother's writing. She has written it out for me, I just need to find the piece of paper again. The poor woman already mailed one to me TWICE. ARG! I need to be more organised! You new readers can go to my November 27th, 2005 post to view the one my Dad "designed" if you want. I am sorry, I don't know how to make that be linked in here.
5) I do want some kind of butterflies or some girly thing kind of around my ankle and going down into the top of my foot. When I was getting my dragonflies last year, I saw a photo of a cool anklet like that. It was SO PRETTY!
6) I have always adored unicorns and would love one of those somewhere...
Ok, thanks in advance for your help! Off to bed:)
Physical Affection (or lack thereof)
So as I mentioned earlier, I was going to ramble about this a bit.
The other day, Clown and I were playing a board game. I was aware that Brain was in the room and Clown had gotten up and was near him. I looked up, and Clown was reaching across Brain's waist (that is about where he comes up to) with both arms. I took this for a hug. I was only slightly surprised, because Clown gets in moods where he is kind of cuddly. What surprised me more, was that Brain was letting him.
I did some sound in my funky baby talk language thing that means something along the lines of "Isn't that sweet??"
They both looked at me and yelled, "MUM!!!"
Brain chuckled and asked something like, "Do you really think we are being nice to each other or something like that???"
On further inspection, it did appear that Clown was indeed reaching and trying to retrieve something that Brain had taken from him and was holding behind his back.
As they were sorting it out, it got me thinking about how different all of my kids are in the affection department.
Take Brain for instance. He shows no affection to anyone but me. Has no trouble at all. Kid will be 14 in November, and still sits and curls up in my lap. Kisses me (even on the mouth), hugs me, actually finds any excuse to touch me at all. Holds my hand or just leans on my arm in public. Hugs me constantly. Twists my hair in his fingers. Has a hand on my arm or something as he talks to me. Gently lays a hand on my shoulder as he is showing me something he found on the computer or going to read me the latest poem he wrote. He is just always touching me.
I always thought this was because his main "Love Language" is physical touch. Until I noticed he is not that way with anyone else.
Jock is not that way at all, yet seems to crave physical touch from Brain. They have talked to their counselor about it. Jock and Clown are similar in that they will hug or kiss you on rare occasions and you must wait for them to come to you. I can go to Brain for a hug and he melts into me. If I feel like hugging Jock or Clown and move to do so without thinking it through, I get rejected 90% of the time.
Jock is more apt to come to me and hug me than Clown, though. I think Clown is more like me. I am not terribly affectionate in the physical way. Which sucks because poor Stud is and for some reason...I dunno. I am just not. Yet the counselor has noted that I am with our kids. I am really not that way with ANYONE, except my kids. So yes, Clown is the same. I am more like he and Jock in that I don't usually accept cuddles, a person needs to wait for ME to dish them out.
Clown is actually getting quite aggressive. Especially with me. Lately, he finds it amusing to hit me. Especially my boobs. I think he is trying to separate from me and all that and is angry and confused. I think he likes the boobs, but won't admit it to himself or hates that he finds them interesting or is curious or something. Who knows.
I will be going about my business and catch him half glaring and half smirking at my chest. He then walks over and starts insulting my boobs and telling me how stupid they are.
"Stupid things! I can't believe I used to eat out of those dumb things! GEEZ! That is SO DUMB!!"
I explain that is what they are made for and that it is good that he ate from them, it made him healthy.
WHAM! WHAP!
He hits them. I tell him that is not nice and not to do it and end up distracting him somehow as we both chuckle a bit. I don't recall Brain or Jock having the same issues with the boobs as poor Clown is. I honestly think part of it is boredom and of course the reaction he got from me the first time he did it. I laughed so hard that I was falling off my chair. I found it so weird and odd. So I am sure he wants the attention. He has only done it a few times since the first time and he doesn't get the same reaction, so he has toned it down.
Anyway, this is one kid you are not allowed to kiss. AT ALL. This is just recent, that past year or so. I can do butterfly kisses on his cheek, Eskimo kisses on his nose, etc. But I can't even kiss his arm or hand or forehead or anything.
He doesn't crave affection from anyone else, whereas Jock does. Jock will sometimes come to me and just hug me for no reason. Brain does that countless times a day, but with Jock it is three or four times a week. With Clown, it is only if he is hurt somehow that he comes to me for comfort.
Jock also seems thrilled to bursting if Brain shows him any affection or encouragement at all. I have talked to Brain about this and he usually gets mad and talks about how annoying Jock can be. I remind him that he can also be annoying and none of us are perfect. Remind him of the sweet and thoughtful things that Jock does and how he looks up to his older brother. I also point out that he has no trouble showing me any kind of affection. If Jock got 5% of what he dishes out to me, he would likely be a totally different guy. So we continue to work on that.
Princess is a female version of Brain. So you can only imagine! She seeks out physical contact and dishes it out easily to anyone. She is extremely cuddly and affectionate all the time. Being the way I am, I struggle with it a bit. Brain is always touching me, but something about how he does it, usually doesn't bother me at all. With Princess, sometimes my skin actually crawls a little when she is all over me. She is just so...girly. LOL I was never one of those girls who skip around holding hands. I see those girls now and I still cringe. That just BUGS ME!
When Brain holds my hand it is for about 20 seconds in bursts here and there. Princess hangs half on me, pulling me over and holds my ARM. Not my hand. She is ALWAYS touching me, like as in doesn't let go for minutes at a time. With Brain, as I said, it is in bursts, which I guess is just enough for me or something. I force myself to hold hands with Princess and skip through the stores because it makes her so happy.
I will leave you all with some photos from a walk to the beach yesterday. We went for ice cream after at DQ.
I love this. All the little ducks following behind Daddy duck! Teehee
My baby girl and me!
I loved this one. She was watching a dog play in the ocean and I thought the way she was standing was so cute. I wanted to go in front and get a shot of her from a different angle, but by the time I was about to, she had moved and was walking towards Stud. I tried to get her to pose, but it is not the same.
Clown being his usual goofy self!
The other day, Clown and I were playing a board game. I was aware that Brain was in the room and Clown had gotten up and was near him. I looked up, and Clown was reaching across Brain's waist (that is about where he comes up to) with both arms. I took this for a hug. I was only slightly surprised, because Clown gets in moods where he is kind of cuddly. What surprised me more, was that Brain was letting him.
I did some sound in my funky baby talk language thing that means something along the lines of "Isn't that sweet??"
They both looked at me and yelled, "MUM!!!"
Brain chuckled and asked something like, "Do you really think we are being nice to each other or something like that???"
On further inspection, it did appear that Clown was indeed reaching and trying to retrieve something that Brain had taken from him and was holding behind his back.
As they were sorting it out, it got me thinking about how different all of my kids are in the affection department.
Take Brain for instance. He shows no affection to anyone but me. Has no trouble at all. Kid will be 14 in November, and still sits and curls up in my lap. Kisses me (even on the mouth), hugs me, actually finds any excuse to touch me at all. Holds my hand or just leans on my arm in public. Hugs me constantly. Twists my hair in his fingers. Has a hand on my arm or something as he talks to me. Gently lays a hand on my shoulder as he is showing me something he found on the computer or going to read me the latest poem he wrote. He is just always touching me.
I always thought this was because his main "Love Language" is physical touch. Until I noticed he is not that way with anyone else.
Jock is not that way at all, yet seems to crave physical touch from Brain. They have talked to their counselor about it. Jock and Clown are similar in that they will hug or kiss you on rare occasions and you must wait for them to come to you. I can go to Brain for a hug and he melts into me. If I feel like hugging Jock or Clown and move to do so without thinking it through, I get rejected 90% of the time.
Jock is more apt to come to me and hug me than Clown, though. I think Clown is more like me. I am not terribly affectionate in the physical way. Which sucks because poor Stud is and for some reason...I dunno. I am just not. Yet the counselor has noted that I am with our kids. I am really not that way with ANYONE, except my kids. So yes, Clown is the same. I am more like he and Jock in that I don't usually accept cuddles, a person needs to wait for ME to dish them out.
Clown is actually getting quite aggressive. Especially with me. Lately, he finds it amusing to hit me. Especially my boobs. I think he is trying to separate from me and all that and is angry and confused. I think he likes the boobs, but won't admit it to himself or hates that he finds them interesting or is curious or something. Who knows.
I will be going about my business and catch him half glaring and half smirking at my chest. He then walks over and starts insulting my boobs and telling me how stupid they are.
"Stupid things! I can't believe I used to eat out of those dumb things! GEEZ! That is SO DUMB!!"
I explain that is what they are made for and that it is good that he ate from them, it made him healthy.
WHAM! WHAP!
He hits them. I tell him that is not nice and not to do it and end up distracting him somehow as we both chuckle a bit. I don't recall Brain or Jock having the same issues with the boobs as poor Clown is. I honestly think part of it is boredom and of course the reaction he got from me the first time he did it. I laughed so hard that I was falling off my chair. I found it so weird and odd. So I am sure he wants the attention. He has only done it a few times since the first time and he doesn't get the same reaction, so he has toned it down.
Anyway, this is one kid you are not allowed to kiss. AT ALL. This is just recent, that past year or so. I can do butterfly kisses on his cheek, Eskimo kisses on his nose, etc. But I can't even kiss his arm or hand or forehead or anything.
He doesn't crave affection from anyone else, whereas Jock does. Jock will sometimes come to me and just hug me for no reason. Brain does that countless times a day, but with Jock it is three or four times a week. With Clown, it is only if he is hurt somehow that he comes to me for comfort.
Jock also seems thrilled to bursting if Brain shows him any affection or encouragement at all. I have talked to Brain about this and he usually gets mad and talks about how annoying Jock can be. I remind him that he can also be annoying and none of us are perfect. Remind him of the sweet and thoughtful things that Jock does and how he looks up to his older brother. I also point out that he has no trouble showing me any kind of affection. If Jock got 5% of what he dishes out to me, he would likely be a totally different guy. So we continue to work on that.
Princess is a female version of Brain. So you can only imagine! She seeks out physical contact and dishes it out easily to anyone. She is extremely cuddly and affectionate all the time. Being the way I am, I struggle with it a bit. Brain is always touching me, but something about how he does it, usually doesn't bother me at all. With Princess, sometimes my skin actually crawls a little when she is all over me. She is just so...girly. LOL I was never one of those girls who skip around holding hands. I see those girls now and I still cringe. That just BUGS ME!
When Brain holds my hand it is for about 20 seconds in bursts here and there. Princess hangs half on me, pulling me over and holds my ARM. Not my hand. She is ALWAYS touching me, like as in doesn't let go for minutes at a time. With Brain, as I said, it is in bursts, which I guess is just enough for me or something. I force myself to hold hands with Princess and skip through the stores because it makes her so happy.
I will leave you all with some photos from a walk to the beach yesterday. We went for ice cream after at DQ.
I love this. All the little ducks following behind Daddy duck! Teehee
My baby girl and me!
I loved this one. She was watching a dog play in the ocean and I thought the way she was standing was so cute. I wanted to go in front and get a shot of her from a different angle, but by the time I was about to, she had moved and was walking towards Stud. I tried to get her to pose, but it is not the same.
Clown being his usual goofy self!
Saturday, July 08, 2006
More Spokane Photos
Ok, so here are the last of the photos from the kids' and I's trip last weekend.
Clown always plugs his nose when he jumps into water. He hates to get water up his nose. I keep telling him to just breathe out as he jumps, but he prefers this way. I thought this was so cute!
Princess jumping in
Jock had a great time.
JT asked me to get some shots of him doing some flips, etc. They turned out pretty cool!
It is very strange to me to see these pictures of JT as grown up as he is. I met his family when he was two years old! I taught his Sunday School class!
I will show a photo of he and his sisters and all of our kids from 2002. Which reminds me that my friend Jude would like to see photos from the changes we are making around the house.
As you can see from this photo, the walls were a bubble gum blue. There was icky berber carpet (nothing against berber, but our kids trashed it in the six years we have lived in this house) and blinds on the windows.
We have since put in Brazilian cherry hardwoods, painted the walls, bought some framed things for the walls, new light fixtures, bought new furniture (well, it is not paid for yet. We were bad and financed, but I couldn't take it any more!) and got some curtains. I will try to find a photo of that same area of the room, that is more recent...
Ok, this is from this past February, when Brain had his surgery. This was the day he got home from the hospital. This is the same wall. That tree in the right hand corner, is where the Christmas tree was in the 2002 photo.
I will do some more on another day. We have re-done Jock and Clown's room (unfortunately, even though this is a five bedroom house, those two have to share. Stud needs one of the bedrooms for his office) and are going to re-paint Princess's and the Master bedroom. We are ordering new carpet for the Master bedroom and the stair way next week and last month we repainted in the stairway and entry to the house. I will go through some photos and show you some of those also, Jude. I am sure some other readers may be interested in seeing some of that!
Stay tuned. Later on, I will discuss something I was pondering yesterday. It is how different our kids all show their affection to others. Fascinating. Don't miss it! teehee
Right now, I am off to pick up a friend of mine for some much needed girly time. She is a single mother who is really struggling. I sometimes take her out for a day of eating out, movie going (Today I think it will be "The Devil Wears Prada") and venting. I love to be a shoulder for her. I can't imagine her struggles.
Toodles!
Clown always plugs his nose when he jumps into water. He hates to get water up his nose. I keep telling him to just breathe out as he jumps, but he prefers this way. I thought this was so cute!
Princess jumping in
Jock had a great time.
JT asked me to get some shots of him doing some flips, etc. They turned out pretty cool!
It is very strange to me to see these pictures of JT as grown up as he is. I met his family when he was two years old! I taught his Sunday School class!
I will show a photo of he and his sisters and all of our kids from 2002. Which reminds me that my friend Jude would like to see photos from the changes we are making around the house.
As you can see from this photo, the walls were a bubble gum blue. There was icky berber carpet (nothing against berber, but our kids trashed it in the six years we have lived in this house) and blinds on the windows.
We have since put in Brazilian cherry hardwoods, painted the walls, bought some framed things for the walls, new light fixtures, bought new furniture (well, it is not paid for yet. We were bad and financed, but I couldn't take it any more!) and got some curtains. I will try to find a photo of that same area of the room, that is more recent...
Ok, this is from this past February, when Brain had his surgery. This was the day he got home from the hospital. This is the same wall. That tree in the right hand corner, is where the Christmas tree was in the 2002 photo.
I will do some more on another day. We have re-done Jock and Clown's room (unfortunately, even though this is a five bedroom house, those two have to share. Stud needs one of the bedrooms for his office) and are going to re-paint Princess's and the Master bedroom. We are ordering new carpet for the Master bedroom and the stair way next week and last month we repainted in the stairway and entry to the house. I will go through some photos and show you some of those also, Jude. I am sure some other readers may be interested in seeing some of that!
Stay tuned. Later on, I will discuss something I was pondering yesterday. It is how different our kids all show their affection to others. Fascinating. Don't miss it! teehee
Right now, I am off to pick up a friend of mine for some much needed girly time. She is a single mother who is really struggling. I sometimes take her out for a day of eating out, movie going (Today I think it will be "The Devil Wears Prada") and venting. I love to be a shoulder for her. I can't imagine her struggles.
Toodles!
Friday, July 07, 2006
Spokane Trip Photos
Ok, I will try to keep the babbling down to a minimum with this post. Just wanted to share some photos of kids frolicking last weekend. I took many photos and had a tough time narrowing it down to share with all of you. I tend to over do it in this area.
First, Clown picked raspberries. Then we convinced Princess to try them with Cool Whip. She normally hates whipped cream of any kind, but she discovered that she loves Cool Whip with fresh raspberries!
Then, it was time to cool off in the neighbour's pool. Clown could not remember how to do a back float, so Brain worked with him a bit to remind him.
JT dove through this toy...
...and got stuck!
Big sister A tries to help.
A and Princess love each other. There is actually a kind of amusing story here. One time during Princess's stay, A was supervising she and J (A and JT's 9 year old sister) in the pool. Princess wanted to jump off the diving board and have A catch her. So they got it all figured out and Princess jumped. A got her but Princess was panicking. She was clawing at A and pushing her under! A could not get her head above water and for some reason Princess kept on pushing her under more and totally freaking out. We could laugh about it later, but it must have been scary. Princess was above water and could breathe just fine, but was so freaked that she couldn't figure out to relax for a few seconds and let A get above water for some air and them swim them both to the edge of the pool. Now that I think about it, I am not sure what finally happened. But obviously A is just fine. She lived to tell me the story!
Ok, now that made me want to add a photo of these two from almost four years ago. This was one Christmas when they came to our house. It was in 2002, so I guess Princess had just turned two and A would be almost sixteen. Not that you can see their faces all that well, but you can see how close they are. A is the big sister Princess would never have otherwise.
Ok, back on track:)
Alright, we were not back on track for long. I have been distracted by cheese. Princess came over here with a cheese sandwich, asking if she had eaten enough for dessert. Now I want some cheese!
I will do the rest of the photos (there are only 4 or 5 left) later on this weekend.
A person needs to have priorities, you know???
First, Clown picked raspberries. Then we convinced Princess to try them with Cool Whip. She normally hates whipped cream of any kind, but she discovered that she loves Cool Whip with fresh raspberries!
Then, it was time to cool off in the neighbour's pool. Clown could not remember how to do a back float, so Brain worked with him a bit to remind him.
JT dove through this toy...
...and got stuck!
Big sister A tries to help.
A and Princess love each other. There is actually a kind of amusing story here. One time during Princess's stay, A was supervising she and J (A and JT's 9 year old sister) in the pool. Princess wanted to jump off the diving board and have A catch her. So they got it all figured out and Princess jumped. A got her but Princess was panicking. She was clawing at A and pushing her under! A could not get her head above water and for some reason Princess kept on pushing her under more and totally freaking out. We could laugh about it later, but it must have been scary. Princess was above water and could breathe just fine, but was so freaked that she couldn't figure out to relax for a few seconds and let A get above water for some air and them swim them both to the edge of the pool. Now that I think about it, I am not sure what finally happened. But obviously A is just fine. She lived to tell me the story!
Ok, now that made me want to add a photo of these two from almost four years ago. This was one Christmas when they came to our house. It was in 2002, so I guess Princess had just turned two and A would be almost sixteen. Not that you can see their faces all that well, but you can see how close they are. A is the big sister Princess would never have otherwise.
Ok, back on track:)
Alright, we were not back on track for long. I have been distracted by cheese. Princess came over here with a cheese sandwich, asking if she had eaten enough for dessert. Now I want some cheese!
I will do the rest of the photos (there are only 4 or 5 left) later on this weekend.
A person needs to have priorities, you know???
Girly time
Yesterday I surprised Princess by taking her for a Pedicure.
First time I had one was about 4 years ago. A wonderful friend got me a gift certificate to the Gene Juarez Salon for my birthday. I had never done anything so self-indulgent in my life and it took me almost a year to use the certificate. Couldn't bring myself to do something like that.
Once I tried it, I was hooked. I LOVE people to get all the dead crusty skin off of my heels and rub lotions and oils all over:) Trim the nails and paint them all pretty. Never took myself for such a person. Growing up pretty tom-boyish and all.
Two years ago a friend flew her family up here from NC for a ten day visit. We went to high school together and she also met her husband on the internet. He grew up in NC and they have stayed there.
So when they came up, she and I thought it would be fun to take our daughters for pedicures with us. She has two who were, at the time, aged eleven and almost five. Princess was only three. And I never should have done it.
Now she begs all the time. Every few weeks, she thinks she needs another pedicure. I keep on explaining that I survived until I was more than thirty years old with never having experienced it. I am thinking of making it maybe a yearly thing, around her birthday we go treat her with one.
Stud got me a gift certificate for one for Mother's Day that I have been wanting to use. I also really wanted some girly time alone with Princess. Things have been so nuts around here, so I wanted to take her with me. She is like Brain in the way that she will sit in front of movies of TV all day if you let her.
When I told all the kids I was going to buy the tickets for the midnight showing of the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie Brain, Jock and I were going to, she announced that she was staying home. So she was coming to ask me if I could put a movie in the DVD player for her, when I whispered, "I was going to try and surprise you with a pedicure." She gasped and yelled, "Let me just go get some clothes on and I will be ready!!!" I have never seen a person run up a flight of stairs that fast:)
So I told her that she could choose the colour of polish and we could match. She was tickled with that. She adores pink and I was a bit worried I would have pink nails for the duration of the summer. To my shock, she chose a glorious dark sparkly purple. Purple is MY favourite colour! teehee
Behold:
As you can see, I have guy's feet. Complete with stubble (guys would have hair, I have stubble since I shave, wax etc in a vain attempt to get the hair OFF) and they are extremely wide. More so since being pregnant with all these guys, but always were. Any time I get in a weird feminine mood and try to shop for pretty girly sandals or shoes, I remember why I don't own any. Those things look HORRIBLE in pretty strappy shoes. Teehee
So I need to go and clean the house but will be back later with photos of the kids swimming in Spokane last weekend. I went to bed after 3 this morning, since the movie got out right around 3 am. I was surprised that there were people going into a 3:30 am showing. I won't ruin it for any of you Pirates fans!
First time I had one was about 4 years ago. A wonderful friend got me a gift certificate to the Gene Juarez Salon for my birthday. I had never done anything so self-indulgent in my life and it took me almost a year to use the certificate. Couldn't bring myself to do something like that.
Once I tried it, I was hooked. I LOVE people to get all the dead crusty skin off of my heels and rub lotions and oils all over:) Trim the nails and paint them all pretty. Never took myself for such a person. Growing up pretty tom-boyish and all.
Two years ago a friend flew her family up here from NC for a ten day visit. We went to high school together and she also met her husband on the internet. He grew up in NC and they have stayed there.
So when they came up, she and I thought it would be fun to take our daughters for pedicures with us. She has two who were, at the time, aged eleven and almost five. Princess was only three. And I never should have done it.
Now she begs all the time. Every few weeks, she thinks she needs another pedicure. I keep on explaining that I survived until I was more than thirty years old with never having experienced it. I am thinking of making it maybe a yearly thing, around her birthday we go treat her with one.
Stud got me a gift certificate for one for Mother's Day that I have been wanting to use. I also really wanted some girly time alone with Princess. Things have been so nuts around here, so I wanted to take her with me. She is like Brain in the way that she will sit in front of movies of TV all day if you let her.
When I told all the kids I was going to buy the tickets for the midnight showing of the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie Brain, Jock and I were going to, she announced that she was staying home. So she was coming to ask me if I could put a movie in the DVD player for her, when I whispered, "I was going to try and surprise you with a pedicure." She gasped and yelled, "Let me just go get some clothes on and I will be ready!!!" I have never seen a person run up a flight of stairs that fast:)
So I told her that she could choose the colour of polish and we could match. She was tickled with that. She adores pink and I was a bit worried I would have pink nails for the duration of the summer. To my shock, she chose a glorious dark sparkly purple. Purple is MY favourite colour! teehee
Behold:
As you can see, I have guy's feet. Complete with stubble (guys would have hair, I have stubble since I shave, wax etc in a vain attempt to get the hair OFF) and they are extremely wide. More so since being pregnant with all these guys, but always were. Any time I get in a weird feminine mood and try to shop for pretty girly sandals or shoes, I remember why I don't own any. Those things look HORRIBLE in pretty strappy shoes. Teehee
So I need to go and clean the house but will be back later with photos of the kids swimming in Spokane last weekend. I went to bed after 3 this morning, since the movie got out right around 3 am. I was surprised that there were people going into a 3:30 am showing. I won't ruin it for any of you Pirates fans!
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
July 4th
Today is just like any other ordinary day for me. Only difference is that Stud is home from work and the three younger kids are all nuts and psyched about lighting fire crackers and all that stuff.
So before Brain and I leave to go to the movies (It was his suggestion that we take in "Nacho Libre" this afternoon as a means of getting a break from all the yelling and screaming about lighting things tonight) I thought I would update you all on my trip home.
My new nephew is DARLING. I LOVE the little noises and faces and the smell of brand new babies. Unfortunately for young Mr. J, he looks like ME of all people:) LOL Various people commented on that and a friend of mine wrote to my brother to send her condolences and remind him that I have always looked like a guy, so that is ok that his son looks like me:) teehee
Since my brother and I look so much alike, it makes sense. New babies change by the hour and we saw flashes of various people. My mother saw Jock a few times, and R (baby's Dad, if you forgot) saw glimpses of our brother S. I don't care who he ends up looking like, of course I just want him to have a great life. And with those parents he has, he is guaranteed a stupendous one!
You would have thought this was my SIL's third or fourth child, the way she took to nursing him and caring for him. My brother is awesome of course and spent much of his time making phone calls, (he has to set up medical appointments for the baby, getting his birth certificate things done, etc etc) running errands and bringing treats for my SIL and myself. The man is an absolute sweetheart. Every time he left the house, he came back with goodies. He knows my fave Canadian treats that I crave, and would surprise me with them. He even bought his wife and I matching Italian charms for our bracelets. They got me one of those bracelets a few years back. He said to me, "You always wanted a sister, and I know girls like junk like that."
He and I cried together here and there, just tears of happiness and lack of sleep:) It was a very emotional time. He was alone for so many years, hoping for a wife. After years of prayer, we feel that God brought him the perfect one. He takes such great care of her and caters to her every need and desire. Always has, before the baby was ever in the picture. In fact his MIL saw him in the grocery store getting all the things from the list her daughter had made for him. She called my SIL and was raving about my brother and how great he is and how she would give him a hug next time she came over. She is thankful he is so good to her daughter.
I so wish I could share photos, but alas. My brother won't allow it. I may ask him if I can post some that he took of the baby's wee feet sticking out from under his mother's arm as she fed him.
My brother said that I should go to the hospital and volunteer to hold babies or somehow seek a career with newborns. I have always adored babies and loved caring for all of my foster brothers and sisters. If the dern things didn't grow up and start lipping off and fighting with each other, I would have 8 or 9 by now! LOL
I know people who can't wait for their kids to get out of the newborn stage. I am the complete opposite. I think my parents must be too, since they are in their 60's and still take in new borns as foster children. They have two right now, and take turns getting up in the night with them. Must be in the blood. My brothers have all always loved to hold babies and care for them also. All babies take to my Dad immediately and LOVE him. Jock was smiling and cooing at my Dad at 2 weeks of age! He has something that just mesmerizes babies, I think it is the way he is so calm and quiet and talks with them so cute for long periods of time.
Anywho, there you are. It was a quick trip, and I only got out to the mall and Dr's office one day for Mr. J's first appointment. Which is how I like it, I am a home-body anyway. The rest of the time was spent trying to help my SIL and caring for baby while his parents tried to sleep. Ah...I wish I was up there with them again. My brother said they were grateful for the help, but also glad that I got break and a holiday from all the chaos here. I was glad Stud was able to work from home and he had a great time with all the boys, since Princess was not here.
Have a great 4th all of you who enjoy it. And all you Canadians, have a great Tuesday:)
So before Brain and I leave to go to the movies (It was his suggestion that we take in "Nacho Libre" this afternoon as a means of getting a break from all the yelling and screaming about lighting things tonight) I thought I would update you all on my trip home.
My new nephew is DARLING. I LOVE the little noises and faces and the smell of brand new babies. Unfortunately for young Mr. J, he looks like ME of all people:) LOL Various people commented on that and a friend of mine wrote to my brother to send her condolences and remind him that I have always looked like a guy, so that is ok that his son looks like me:) teehee
Since my brother and I look so much alike, it makes sense. New babies change by the hour and we saw flashes of various people. My mother saw Jock a few times, and R (baby's Dad, if you forgot) saw glimpses of our brother S. I don't care who he ends up looking like, of course I just want him to have a great life. And with those parents he has, he is guaranteed a stupendous one!
You would have thought this was my SIL's third or fourth child, the way she took to nursing him and caring for him. My brother is awesome of course and spent much of his time making phone calls, (he has to set up medical appointments for the baby, getting his birth certificate things done, etc etc) running errands and bringing treats for my SIL and myself. The man is an absolute sweetheart. Every time he left the house, he came back with goodies. He knows my fave Canadian treats that I crave, and would surprise me with them. He even bought his wife and I matching Italian charms for our bracelets. They got me one of those bracelets a few years back. He said to me, "You always wanted a sister, and I know girls like junk like that."
He and I cried together here and there, just tears of happiness and lack of sleep:) It was a very emotional time. He was alone for so many years, hoping for a wife. After years of prayer, we feel that God brought him the perfect one. He takes such great care of her and caters to her every need and desire. Always has, before the baby was ever in the picture. In fact his MIL saw him in the grocery store getting all the things from the list her daughter had made for him. She called my SIL and was raving about my brother and how great he is and how she would give him a hug next time she came over. She is thankful he is so good to her daughter.
I so wish I could share photos, but alas. My brother won't allow it. I may ask him if I can post some that he took of the baby's wee feet sticking out from under his mother's arm as she fed him.
My brother said that I should go to the hospital and volunteer to hold babies or somehow seek a career with newborns. I have always adored babies and loved caring for all of my foster brothers and sisters. If the dern things didn't grow up and start lipping off and fighting with each other, I would have 8 or 9 by now! LOL
I know people who can't wait for their kids to get out of the newborn stage. I am the complete opposite. I think my parents must be too, since they are in their 60's and still take in new borns as foster children. They have two right now, and take turns getting up in the night with them. Must be in the blood. My brothers have all always loved to hold babies and care for them also. All babies take to my Dad immediately and LOVE him. Jock was smiling and cooing at my Dad at 2 weeks of age! He has something that just mesmerizes babies, I think it is the way he is so calm and quiet and talks with them so cute for long periods of time.
Anywho, there you are. It was a quick trip, and I only got out to the mall and Dr's office one day for Mr. J's first appointment. Which is how I like it, I am a home-body anyway. The rest of the time was spent trying to help my SIL and caring for baby while his parents tried to sleep. Ah...I wish I was up there with them again. My brother said they were grateful for the help, but also glad that I got break and a holiday from all the chaos here. I was glad Stud was able to work from home and he had a great time with all the boys, since Princess was not here.
Have a great 4th all of you who enjoy it. And all you Canadians, have a great Tuesday:)
Monday, July 03, 2006
Clown said to Princess...
We went and got Princess this weekend. Photos from that trip to follow. The kids had a blast swimming in our friend's neighbour's pool in Spokane.
I just got back from buying Clown some "wife beater" shirts. You know those white tank tops to keep them cool for summer. I got Jock some a few weeks ago and Clown wanted some that fit him.
He ripped the package open and asked if I had to wash them first. I normally wash all new clothes before anyone wears them. I said it was fine, I knew he was excited. So he put one on and sauntered over to Princess. Then he said, "Hey Princess, see how these cover up my nipples?? My nipples don't show. Well, when I am an old man I will have to wear pants that go all the way up to my nipples." She mumbled something at him and he nodded and said all matter-of-fact, "Mmmmm-hmmmmm...sweat pants. All the way up here." and motioned to his chest area.
I just got back from buying Clown some "wife beater" shirts. You know those white tank tops to keep them cool for summer. I got Jock some a few weeks ago and Clown wanted some that fit him.
He ripped the package open and asked if I had to wash them first. I normally wash all new clothes before anyone wears them. I said it was fine, I knew he was excited. So he put one on and sauntered over to Princess. Then he said, "Hey Princess, see how these cover up my nipples?? My nipples don't show. Well, when I am an old man I will have to wear pants that go all the way up to my nipples." She mumbled something at him and he nodded and said all matter-of-fact, "Mmmmm-hmmmmm...sweat pants. All the way up here." and motioned to his chest area.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
I'm Baaaaacccckkkk!!!!!!
Dern it, here I am in this bloody country again! *sigh*
It is nice to be home, in my own surroundings (messy as they are) but boy do I miss Canada. Not to mention my sweet nephew and my bro and SIL.
I will update more soon...Clown is hungry, need to feed him a late lunch. He has been trying to sneak all the good Canadian cookies and junk we brought home, without eating something decent first.
Just wanted all my faithful readers to know I am back, had a glorious time and will entertain you all with tales of my trip very shortly.
It is nice to be home, in my own surroundings (messy as they are) but boy do I miss Canada. Not to mention my sweet nephew and my bro and SIL.
I will update more soon...Clown is hungry, need to feed him a late lunch. He has been trying to sneak all the good Canadian cookies and junk we brought home, without eating something decent first.
Just wanted all my faithful readers to know I am back, had a glorious time and will entertain you all with tales of my trip very shortly.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Chaos
It has been more chaotic than usual around here.
Jock turned eleven yesterday. Pretty uneventful. He wants no party or anything, just cash. No cake. Nothing.
So I bought him a grocery bag full of junk food. He chose anything he wanted and wants to have one friend over soon to help him eat it as they watch movies. He wanted him over yesterday, but his parents need to talk about it and we had out of town guests over. So it wasn't the greatest time.
We got him a balloon and a card with a hundred dollar bill in it. He was so tickled! I bought him a hat he wanted at the Motorcycle shop we went to yesterday. That was what he wanted to do for his birthday. Go to that store. He and I go once in a while for "special time" just together. That is what he chooses to do. He wanted Clown to go with him and so I took Jock, Clown and JT, our friends 14 year old son. We spent over an hour there, with the guys climbing on the dirt bikes, motorcycles, etc. Then we had lunch at McDonalds and it was back home to hang around with our friends. My friends D, L and I took him to see MI 3 last night. He had seen it, as had L and I, but D had not. Jock was not about to complain! We had to leave Stud home to watch all the kids. It would be too much for JT and Brain.
I think he had a good day. Told him when I get back from Canada next week he can have a real "lazy day" like I always do for them. Felt strange in a way, just like any ordinary day.
Was sweet though. Last night, since we took D and L's car to the movie, I was in the back seat with Jock. He was cuddling all against me and very sweet and affectionate. Not used to me being able to sit with him, since I am always the driver. I think that was pretty neat for him:) The things that make kids happy!!
So they took my baby girl away this morning. We are not sure when we will go and get her. She will have SO MUCH FUN. They are much more active than we are. They camp a lot and just go and explore and find fun things to do. I want to do that often, but I guess I don't want to all that bad, because I don't often end up doing all that I plan to. I think the prospect of taking kids all over by myself is too overwhelming or something. Stud has no desire at all. So anytime our kids are with this family, they have a blast!
I will post a picture of her snuggled in the back seat of their car in between J and JT with her pillow, her bible and playing J's gameboy. Not at all sad to be leaving her family. Which is awesome, I am glad she will not be all homesick etc. They stayed two nights here, and even with her parents here, J was not too pleased. She was scared in Princess's room and just wasn't relaxed and happy. So I think our plan to have her stay a while, may not actually happen. Hopefully Princess will not end up being homesick once she gets there and it really hits her no brothers or parents are with her. She has never gone anywhere without at least one of us with her, so it should be interesting.
I am off to my native land in a few hours. YAHOO!!!!
Young Mr. J is doing really well. We had a bit of a scare when D, L and crew arrived with Brain and had a bit of a sickness going on. I felt the start of something in the back of my throat and was terrified I would have to postpone my trip to meet wee little Mr. J. I called my brother to ask him what he thought. I am so scared of any sickness near newborns. He discussed it with my SIL and they agreed we would carry on as planned. I feel totally fine, took a bit of Vit C yesterday morning and have been right as rain ever since. I don't often get sick, so this was a bit surprising.
Oh yes! Nice to have Brain home. He did not take care of his skin condition and is a huge flaky mess. *sigh* So I am getting after him about that.
Off to pack, will update when I return! CANADA HERE I COME!!!
Jock turned eleven yesterday. Pretty uneventful. He wants no party or anything, just cash. No cake. Nothing.
So I bought him a grocery bag full of junk food. He chose anything he wanted and wants to have one friend over soon to help him eat it as they watch movies. He wanted him over yesterday, but his parents need to talk about it and we had out of town guests over. So it wasn't the greatest time.
We got him a balloon and a card with a hundred dollar bill in it. He was so tickled! I bought him a hat he wanted at the Motorcycle shop we went to yesterday. That was what he wanted to do for his birthday. Go to that store. He and I go once in a while for "special time" just together. That is what he chooses to do. He wanted Clown to go with him and so I took Jock, Clown and JT, our friends 14 year old son. We spent over an hour there, with the guys climbing on the dirt bikes, motorcycles, etc. Then we had lunch at McDonalds and it was back home to hang around with our friends. My friends D, L and I took him to see MI 3 last night. He had seen it, as had L and I, but D had not. Jock was not about to complain! We had to leave Stud home to watch all the kids. It would be too much for JT and Brain.
I think he had a good day. Told him when I get back from Canada next week he can have a real "lazy day" like I always do for them. Felt strange in a way, just like any ordinary day.
Was sweet though. Last night, since we took D and L's car to the movie, I was in the back seat with Jock. He was cuddling all against me and very sweet and affectionate. Not used to me being able to sit with him, since I am always the driver. I think that was pretty neat for him:) The things that make kids happy!!
So they took my baby girl away this morning. We are not sure when we will go and get her. She will have SO MUCH FUN. They are much more active than we are. They camp a lot and just go and explore and find fun things to do. I want to do that often, but I guess I don't want to all that bad, because I don't often end up doing all that I plan to. I think the prospect of taking kids all over by myself is too overwhelming or something. Stud has no desire at all. So anytime our kids are with this family, they have a blast!
I will post a picture of her snuggled in the back seat of their car in between J and JT with her pillow, her bible and playing J's gameboy. Not at all sad to be leaving her family. Which is awesome, I am glad she will not be all homesick etc. They stayed two nights here, and even with her parents here, J was not too pleased. She was scared in Princess's room and just wasn't relaxed and happy. So I think our plan to have her stay a while, may not actually happen. Hopefully Princess will not end up being homesick once she gets there and it really hits her no brothers or parents are with her. She has never gone anywhere without at least one of us with her, so it should be interesting.
I am off to my native land in a few hours. YAHOO!!!!
Young Mr. J is doing really well. We had a bit of a scare when D, L and crew arrived with Brain and had a bit of a sickness going on. I felt the start of something in the back of my throat and was terrified I would have to postpone my trip to meet wee little Mr. J. I called my brother to ask him what he thought. I am so scared of any sickness near newborns. He discussed it with my SIL and they agreed we would carry on as planned. I feel totally fine, took a bit of Vit C yesterday morning and have been right as rain ever since. I don't often get sick, so this was a bit surprising.
Oh yes! Nice to have Brain home. He did not take care of his skin condition and is a huge flaky mess. *sigh* So I am getting after him about that.
Off to pack, will update when I return! CANADA HERE I COME!!!
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Safe and Sound
Yes, he has arrived!
I was speaking to one of my brothers on the phone. He is having women trouble and was just sharing some of it with me. As I was talking to him, the call I had been waiting for all day came in! It was R, calling to say MR. J has arrived. That is what I have decided to call the new nephew. His initials are M.R.J anyway, so works well:)
So R told me quickly the stats and I told him I was talking with our other brother, S. He seemed pleased that I could then relay the info on to S. He sounded exhausted. Knowing him, he is a basket case worrying about his wife. Later in the day, when I spoke with him again, this was confirmed.
I was crying with joy and R got a good chuckle from that. When I went back to S, since I was crying, I worried him and he asked "What is wrong??" Sheesh! What a spaz I am. Oh, funny I say that. My brother S?? His nickname was Spaz all through high school. Hmmm...we ARE a lot alike...
Anyway, go here to see how cute we used to be. R (the one who just had a son) is the one sitting beside me. S (the Spaz) is the one in white behind me. The other one beside him is B, the coolest guy on the planet. LOL I seriously used to worship the poor guy. No pressure!!!
He is the one who has three kids. I keep meaning to ask him if I can post pictures of his kids on here. Maybe I should ask them?? They ARE 19, 18 and 16 after all. So if you take the time to read that post (since many of my readers have not read this blog for long and may not have read it then) I will clear something up. The L I refer to is Brain. B is Jock. R is Clown and obviously Bee is Princess. That is what I originally called them when I started the blog.
Anyway, back to MR. J. Apparently he is quite the little guy. Or, should I say large guy?? He was eight pounds and seven ounces. One week early. Large head, ears and hands. Can't wait to see him. Sounds like quite a combination together. They say part of his face is lopsided or something, since he had his head squished into his shoulder for so long, little goof! Said they are watching it, but are sure it is just fine and will work itself out within a few days. When I talked to my parents about it, they say it is not even noticeable unless he turns his head a certain way.
YAHOO! I CANNOT WAIT!!!
I was speaking to one of my brothers on the phone. He is having women trouble and was just sharing some of it with me. As I was talking to him, the call I had been waiting for all day came in! It was R, calling to say MR. J has arrived. That is what I have decided to call the new nephew. His initials are M.R.J anyway, so works well:)
So R told me quickly the stats and I told him I was talking with our other brother, S. He seemed pleased that I could then relay the info on to S. He sounded exhausted. Knowing him, he is a basket case worrying about his wife. Later in the day, when I spoke with him again, this was confirmed.
I was crying with joy and R got a good chuckle from that. When I went back to S, since I was crying, I worried him and he asked "What is wrong??" Sheesh! What a spaz I am. Oh, funny I say that. My brother S?? His nickname was Spaz all through high school. Hmmm...we ARE a lot alike...
Anyway, go here to see how cute we used to be. R (the one who just had a son) is the one sitting beside me. S (the Spaz) is the one in white behind me. The other one beside him is B, the coolest guy on the planet. LOL I seriously used to worship the poor guy. No pressure!!!
He is the one who has three kids. I keep meaning to ask him if I can post pictures of his kids on here. Maybe I should ask them?? They ARE 19, 18 and 16 after all. So if you take the time to read that post (since many of my readers have not read this blog for long and may not have read it then) I will clear something up. The L I refer to is Brain. B is Jock. R is Clown and obviously Bee is Princess. That is what I originally called them when I started the blog.
Anyway, back to MR. J. Apparently he is quite the little guy. Or, should I say large guy?? He was eight pounds and seven ounces. One week early. Large head, ears and hands. Can't wait to see him. Sounds like quite a combination together. They say part of his face is lopsided or something, since he had his head squished into his shoulder for so long, little goof! Said they are watching it, but are sure it is just fine and will work itself out within a few days. When I talked to my parents about it, they say it is not even noticeable unless he turns his head a certain way.
YAHOO! I CANNOT WAIT!!!
Edge of my seat
That is how I am sitting. My sweet little Spanish Sister-in-law is being cut open as I sit here. My young nephew is being extracted and hopefully the phone will ring shortly, telling me of his safe arrival and that she is recovering peacefully and well! AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
I get there on Friday. I am going to clean house, cook, change diapers and let her sleep as much as she can. I will help her get used to the breastfeeding thing and just be there to help in any way I can! I cannot wait! Getting some good ole Canadian junk food won't hurt also!
My brother has instructed me that no photos of them nor their son can appear on my blog. *sniff*. JERK. teehee
I understand totally, but wish I could show them off. They are the most gorgeous couple, if I do say so. No question how good looking this little chap will be. They both have jet black hair and black eyes...wait. Her eyes are very dark, I am thinking my brother's may actually be a bit darker than mine...can't recall. We both have the darkest brown, almost black. Our other two brothers eyes are just brown. Plain brown. Poor guys. LOL Just kidding.
Anyway, we are all excited. We have not had a new member of the family born since my youngest, Princess. That will be six years in October. Wow, weird.
For me personally, it has been sixteen years since I have had a niece or nephew born, on my side. Our oldest brother's baby just turned sixteen last week. Her mother, his ex-wife, was pregnant with her at Stud and I's wedding.
Stud's brother and sister have had three in the past 4 years. We have another due in August from that side. The really interesting part is that my little nephew being born today, has the same name that Stud's sister is naming her son, who arrives in August. So our kids will have two cousins with the same name!
My brother and his wife are using the Spanish pronunciation, though. It is really special, because it was my baby brother's middle name. Right after he died last year, one of my first thoughts was that he would not see R and P's (bro and SIL) babies. They had only gotten married in 2003. He LOVED babies and was always thrilled when my parents would get more foster babies. He loved to help with them. Mum would just sit them in front of him on his wheelchair and he would just look around beaming at everyone. Like he was asking, "See how I can help?? See how cute they are??" So this young man's arrival is certainly bittersweet!
Alright, expect an update soon. This is a busy month for our family. We have SO MANY June birthdays!
I get there on Friday. I am going to clean house, cook, change diapers and let her sleep as much as she can. I will help her get used to the breastfeeding thing and just be there to help in any way I can! I cannot wait! Getting some good ole Canadian junk food won't hurt also!
My brother has instructed me that no photos of them nor their son can appear on my blog. *sniff*. JERK. teehee
I understand totally, but wish I could show them off. They are the most gorgeous couple, if I do say so. No question how good looking this little chap will be. They both have jet black hair and black eyes...wait. Her eyes are very dark, I am thinking my brother's may actually be a bit darker than mine...can't recall. We both have the darkest brown, almost black. Our other two brothers eyes are just brown. Plain brown. Poor guys. LOL Just kidding.
Anyway, we are all excited. We have not had a new member of the family born since my youngest, Princess. That will be six years in October. Wow, weird.
For me personally, it has been sixteen years since I have had a niece or nephew born, on my side. Our oldest brother's baby just turned sixteen last week. Her mother, his ex-wife, was pregnant with her at Stud and I's wedding.
Stud's brother and sister have had three in the past 4 years. We have another due in August from that side. The really interesting part is that my little nephew being born today, has the same name that Stud's sister is naming her son, who arrives in August. So our kids will have two cousins with the same name!
My brother and his wife are using the Spanish pronunciation, though. It is really special, because it was my baby brother's middle name. Right after he died last year, one of my first thoughts was that he would not see R and P's (bro and SIL) babies. They had only gotten married in 2003. He LOVED babies and was always thrilled when my parents would get more foster babies. He loved to help with them. Mum would just sit them in front of him on his wheelchair and he would just look around beaming at everyone. Like he was asking, "See how I can help?? See how cute they are??" So this young man's arrival is certainly bittersweet!
Alright, expect an update soon. This is a busy month for our family. We have SO MANY June birthdays!
Monday, June 19, 2006
Freaky cats
While I was in Seattle on Saturday, Stud took our two cats to the vet. Along with the younger three kids.
We got these cats a few days before Christmas in 2001. Brothers from the same litter. They look very similar and it took me a long time to be able to tell them apart.
One of them was acting funny on Friday. He was sneezing constantly, couldn't meow and had his mouth open all weird all the time. He went off by himself and didn't seem to want anyone around. Princess was crying and Clown, Jock and even Stud were very worried. Stud told me that he would take him to the Vet the next day, if I could get an appointment. He actually wanted to take them that night, but it was close to 5 when we discovered how bad the poor guy was feeling.
I was surprised. Stud didn't want the cats in the first place and is very much against spending money on animals. Or anything that is not important to him, for that matter! LOL Apparently, the cats are important to him. The kids and I were pleasantly surprised!!!
I made an appointment to just take them both in, since they are due for their shots anyway.
That night, I went to check on him. I saw something sticking out of his one nostril. I held him down and pulled quickly. It was a 7 inch long blade of grass!?!?!? He felt instantly better and seemed like himself again. I cannot imagine how uncomfy that was! I was thinking that likely when he puked up some grass the other day, it had gotten in his nasal passage.
Saturday morning while I was still down in Seattle, I called Stud to see how the visit to the Vet went. What happens is what I thought. When they vomit the grass up, sometimes it slips over the palate and gets into the nasal area. During all my years of living on a farm with countless animals and being a Vet Tech, I had never heard of or seen such a thing!!! He said the Vet said it is very common and they usually need to put them under to get the grass out. The Vet said that I saved us a lot of money by pulling it out myself.
So I will post some baby pics (and maybe recent ones) of our beloved kitties.
Must take Clown to the Doc today, he is not feeling very well.
Alright, things are messing up. It will only let me post this one and I need to get off of here. Enjoy! Weren't they precious!?!?!
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Race for the Cure
I was in Seattle early yesterday morning along with more than fifteen thousand other people. Some of us walked, some ran. We were raising money for Cancer Research. I think this happened in many of the major cities. I want to make it an annual event, that is for sure. Plan to take the husband and all the kids next year!
What a great experience it was! I went with a friend of mine who just lost her Mother last fall. She put up a good fight for more than eight years, and finally could not fight any more. She was young, just in her 50's. Never complained. What a sweet woman, we sure do miss her. She allowed my kids to call her "Grandma", since their grandparents live so far away.
On the way back, this same friend and I decided we needed to see a movie. So we went and saw "The Lake House" with Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock. Very good movie. There were actually men in the theatre crying, I was surprised. I didn't cry and I am a sap, so that was funny to me! LOL Only movie I have cried a lot in was that Nicholas Sparks one, "The Notebook". That one got me. The only other time I have cried close to that hard was last summer, when my baby brother died. And obviously that was far worse and lasted a lot longer, but that movie was a real "tear-jerker".
Talked to my Dad on the phone for over two hours today. He and both I LOATHE speaking on the phone, but we did it and of course enjoyed it. Only reason we quit was because our ears started hurting. He said his was getting numb:) LOL
My kids were annoyed because I was ignoring them. Stud had left for a much needed ride on his motorcycle and they were (mostly Princess) annoyed that I had the nerve to spend so much time on the phone. Part of it is I guess they are not used to it, since I avoid it at all costs:) LOL
Princess whined later "Why did you talk to Grandad for SO LONG!?!?!" I reminded her that she gets to see her Daddy every day and talk to him any time she wants. I would like to talk to my Daddy sometimes, too. That shut her up! LOL
So Brain is speaking to me again. It appears that he will return on Wednesday. He is not happy about it and asked if they can leave them at their house, come here to get his sister and then bring her back there to him! LOL They said that was fine, but of course his father and I said no. He is behind on school work and he needs to start and help with chores around here. Jock and I have been sharing Brain's load and I am willing to bet he has not lifted a finger while he has been on holiday.
He called his Dad for Father's Day today. When I walked in from church (we took two vehicles and I got home later than he did) he was talking on the phone to Brain. He asked him if he wanted to talk to me and Brain said no. I was shocked.
Later on, I had to call him to ask him what classes he wants to take next year. I went up to the middle school on Friday and am filling out the paper work IN CASE we enroll he and Jock in there. So I needed to know about various classes because since I have left things so long (can't decide if I want to put them in and am torn about it) I need to get things back to the office ASAP. When I called, he was fine and sweet, did not get upset and even told me he loves me. So I am not sure what is up with him! LOL
Lots more news, but I must go and help Stud get our yearbook pages done. Our homeschooling group is trying to get our yearbooks published and Stud and I have left our pages to the last minute, like we do every year! We are SO BAD!
Hope all you Fathers out there had an awesome day and that you women pampered your husbands!
What a great experience it was! I went with a friend of mine who just lost her Mother last fall. She put up a good fight for more than eight years, and finally could not fight any more. She was young, just in her 50's. Never complained. What a sweet woman, we sure do miss her. She allowed my kids to call her "Grandma", since their grandparents live so far away.
On the way back, this same friend and I decided we needed to see a movie. So we went and saw "The Lake House" with Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock. Very good movie. There were actually men in the theatre crying, I was surprised. I didn't cry and I am a sap, so that was funny to me! LOL Only movie I have cried a lot in was that Nicholas Sparks one, "The Notebook". That one got me. The only other time I have cried close to that hard was last summer, when my baby brother died. And obviously that was far worse and lasted a lot longer, but that movie was a real "tear-jerker".
Talked to my Dad on the phone for over two hours today. He and both I LOATHE speaking on the phone, but we did it and of course enjoyed it. Only reason we quit was because our ears started hurting. He said his was getting numb:) LOL
My kids were annoyed because I was ignoring them. Stud had left for a much needed ride on his motorcycle and they were (mostly Princess) annoyed that I had the nerve to spend so much time on the phone. Part of it is I guess they are not used to it, since I avoid it at all costs:) LOL
Princess whined later "Why did you talk to Grandad for SO LONG!?!?!" I reminded her that she gets to see her Daddy every day and talk to him any time she wants. I would like to talk to my Daddy sometimes, too. That shut her up! LOL
So Brain is speaking to me again. It appears that he will return on Wednesday. He is not happy about it and asked if they can leave them at their house, come here to get his sister and then bring her back there to him! LOL They said that was fine, but of course his father and I said no. He is behind on school work and he needs to start and help with chores around here. Jock and I have been sharing Brain's load and I am willing to bet he has not lifted a finger while he has been on holiday.
He called his Dad for Father's Day today. When I walked in from church (we took two vehicles and I got home later than he did) he was talking on the phone to Brain. He asked him if he wanted to talk to me and Brain said no. I was shocked.
Later on, I had to call him to ask him what classes he wants to take next year. I went up to the middle school on Friday and am filling out the paper work IN CASE we enroll he and Jock in there. So I needed to know about various classes because since I have left things so long (can't decide if I want to put them in and am torn about it) I need to get things back to the office ASAP. When I called, he was fine and sweet, did not get upset and even told me he loves me. So I am not sure what is up with him! LOL
Lots more news, but I must go and help Stud get our yearbook pages done. Our homeschooling group is trying to get our yearbooks published and Stud and I have left our pages to the last minute, like we do every year! We are SO BAD!
Hope all you Fathers out there had an awesome day and that you women pampered your husbands!
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