midnight musings

(well, it's close enough to midnight)
Monkey Boy is a treat. Seriously, the kid has made me laugh everyday this week. We're not talking chuckle, guffaw, giggle, but all out belly laugh, every. day. For example...

We've been doing a lot of Christmas shopping lately. While strolling through walmart Friday morning, he says to me, "mom, I told dad last night that we were getting him purple pants for Christmas, but we're not. We're getting him ________ , but that's not purple pants."

Also this week Peanut had an early release day from school, so I decided to take all 3 kids shopping with me. That way they could pick out a present for their baby brother. We went to a cute little toy store, then to best buy for some more shopping. I told Peanut we were going to walk out to the car and then drive to target, which was on the other end of the shopping center. She says, "we should just walk down there mom. We need to walk." She's right of course so we walked down to target. 3/4ths of the way there she says, "I was wrong mom. Walking was NOT a good idea." While in target, Monkey Boy was living up to his name. Seriously. He also decided that the floors needed a good dust mopping. After running up and down and back and forth and rolling this way and that all over the store for a good solid 30 minutes, he stands up, grabs his bum and yells out, "I HAVE TO POO!" Yeah, it was one of those trips.

And now since I am teaching the 14-18 year old Sunday school class tomorrow, I need to go make a treat...

snowflake conversations

I taught the kids how to make paper snowflakes tonight. During the process, Peanut informed me that Michael told her that he loved her at lunch today. The following is the remainder of our conversation...


CQ: What do you think about that?
P: *giggles*
CQ: Well, do you love him?
P: *giggles* What do you think my answer is?
CQ: uh, I'm not sure, that's why I'm asking.
P: *giggles*
CQ: (oh crap.)
P: yes.
CQ: really?
P: *more giggles*
CQ: well, that is interesting. Is he nice?
P: Yes.
CQ: Is he smart?
P: I don't know. Once I looked at his paper in math...
CQ: You LOOKED at his paper?!?!
P: I didn't copy his paper, I just looked and he was doing his work.
CQ: Were his answers right?
P: I don't know, but he was doing his work. So that means he's smart.
CQ: So doing his work means he's smart?
P: Well the kids who aren't just don't do their work.
CQ: .... really?
P: yep. Jeremy doesn't do his work ever. But he's really funny.



Lovely. Jake you better get home and get the baseball bat ready... I don't think Monkey Boy is intimidating enough and baby drool will probably just be fascinating to 1st grade boys.

Thankful

I know Thanksgiving is over, but in my attempt to be thankful more than for a week a year, these are some of the things I'm thankful for on this beautiful frosty December morning...

~Fabulous kids that slept all night. Not a peep until after my snooze button was hit 3 times. :)
~a garage to park in so I don't have to scrape my windshield with 3 little kids before 7:30 in the morning
~Eggos - make a great breakfast for Peanut to eat in the car on the way to school
~Christmas decorations. They just make me happy. Especially the Christmas tree with most of the ornaments on the bottom half.
~My Mom who will call me at 11pm while Jake is out of town because she knows I want to talk to someone.
~Pandora's Christmas music.

The Thanksgiving post will be put up sometime this week. I just couldn't let this morning pass without being thankful.

4 months old

I took my sweet mama's boy into the doctor yesterday for his 4 month check up. The hefty little guy weighs 14 lbs even. He's grown 2 inches in length in the past 2 months. Things going on with him right now: rolling over - a lot, loves when I sing to him - his favorites are oldies, has started grabbing toys - especially when peanut or mb are handing it to him, after finally getting rid of his GI issues, I haven't seen a happier baby. Look at that smile!

MB went in for his 4 year check yesterday as well. He finally broke 30 lbs. WAHOO!!! After chatting up the nurse he hid under the table telling me he was scared of the doctor. The doctor got a good laugh out of that. Only after the doctor left did he realize it was the nurse he needed to be afraid of, she's the one that wields the needles. And he got 3 of them. After it was over and I was dressing the little one, MB kept saying he wanted to go home. I turned around to look at him and the kid was as white as a sheet. Seriously, his lips were gray. He looked like he was going to hurl. So I grabbed him really quick and held him over the sink. After dry heaving a couple of times he told me he was done. So I set him down on the chair in the corner of the room, to finish buckling the baby into the carrier. Meanwhile, mb starts sliding out of the chair. I picked him up and laid him on the table and stuck my head out in the hall. I asked the doc if it was normal for a kid to throw up after having shots. He came back in the room to check on him. MB passed out on the table, and was really clammy. His blood pressure dropped after the anxiety of the shots. They scrounged around for some snacks for him to help get his blood sugar back up. Poor kid was shot for the rest of the day.
Saturday the kids were in the back yard playing and got a little chilly, but they still came asking for popsicles. I branched out and gave them some hot chocolate. They loved it.

Sitting in the bouncy seat right next to me, he just said mama! You think I'm joking, I'm not. I asked Jake if he heard it and he said he thought it was one of the kids upstairs. :) 4 month check up tomorrow morning, after I deliver the green beans for Peanut the Pilgrims Thanksgiving feast.

ps ~ i just realized i used this picture before. but i'm too lazy to pull out my camera and upload a new one. i promise i'll do it within the next 24-48 hours.

really really don't like

Warning: If you are easily disturbed by bodily functions DO NOT continue reading. Thanks. Have a nice day.











Ok now that that is out of the way I will express to you why the carpool line is the bane of my existence. People line up to pick up their kids an hour before school gets out. You think I'm joking, I'm not. It is absolutely ridiculous. Anytime I am remotely towards the middle of the line, it means I have to wait for a good 40 minutes. For me that means good, peaceful reading time... oh wait I have two little boys in the car with me, never mind. Monkey Boy is usually a good sport. He entertains himself. This usually involves the car being turned into a jungle gym. Not joking. I need to bring my camera and take some pictures of him hanging upside down from the "oh crap" handle. The windows of my car are never clean. He thinks its fun to smear his hand all over them. He also does flips over the front seat. Sometimes he has an emergency and has to go to the bathroom... right then. Normally I just tell him to hold it and remember to go before we get in the car next time. Most days this works and he just goes when we get home. A couple of weeks ago while I was in line he had to pee and it could not wait. So I dumped out his cup from McDonald's and he peed into that, giggling the whole time. Not that big of a deal. Today it started with some stinky toots. We all know what this means. And today he couldn't hold it for 30 minutes. So as to avoid having to clean poop out of a 4 year old's pants I had an idea. Well, two actually but I decided I didn't want to have to change the diaper of a kid who has been potty trained for over a year, so I went for the second option. The diaper disposal bags that get carried in the diaper bag. Yep. I did. I held the bag while he pooped in it, in the van. I wish I was joking, but I'm not. Of course since he is a little boy he thought the whole thing was hilarious and couldn't stop laughing. I am very grateful for Munchkin arm & hammer bags that really do control the stink. I really do hate the carpool line.

I. AM. A. SLACKER.

end of story.

Let's see just how much I have neglected to blog about over the past 10 days...

We had a fabulous pirate party for Monkey Boy who is now 4 and seems to grow up more everyday.

He had some of his cute little friends come over and we stuck eye patches to the pirate head, walked the plank, went on a treasure hunt & then bashed in the treasure chest.

All of these lovely activities were followed up by devouring a pirate ship.

MB didn't quite grasp why he couldn't have a star wars party on his birthday. Instead he got lunch at McDonald's (his choice) and a special birthday doughnut at Krispy Kreme. And the cute little ladies who work there telling him to bring his baby brother back for his birthday.

I drove to way too many stores looking for cute ribbons and flowers for the hairbow making class I taught last Saturday.

The kids were in the primary program on Sunday. I don't think I've ever laughed that hard during church (don't worry, it was quiet laughing). MB kept making his pirate face and was trying to wink, one eye after the other. He also kept leaning over and tapping his teacher on the arm and whispering in her ear. He did however, refrain from climbing anything. He also managed to say his part loud enough for everyone to hear. Peanut did a great job as usual. I was so proud of my kids. shocker.

Evidently Peanut really enjoyed her week home with us while she was sick. Every night she tries to get me to take her temperature and insists that she really does have a fever and will be unable to attend school in the morning... uh huh.

We carved pumpkins on Wednesday. The kids scoop out the goo and then we (jake & i) carve them. Peanut wanted a witch. MB wanted a pirate ship. Usually Peanut gets a little disappointed because she is stuck with me.

But this year, she got her witch and in about 1/4th of the time it took Jake to create the pirate ship. :)

Jake really is much cooler than I am.

Oh, hop back about a week. Baby is now 3 months old! He decided to roll over on to his stomach while I was exercising last Friday. Then he got bored of being on his stomach a few minutes later, so he rolled back. He absolutely loves talking and smiling at anyone who will listen. He is a champ and usually only wakes up once between 9pm and 7am. However, he has decided he doesn't like taking a nap for longer than 30 minutes unless I am holding him. It sure does make getting anything done around the house difficult.

But he sure is cute. Poor kid over ate/was over fed on Monday. He decided he wasn't a fan and promptly puked it ALL up. All over me. Literally.

As I was going through my plethora of pictures to determine which to post, I forgot about our trip to the pumpkin patch.

It was cold. Pumpkins were overpriced. I didn't take a lot of cute posed pictures. Don't think I'm going to go back again without Jake. But I'm pretty sure the kids had fun.

We went to boo at the zoo tonight with Nana and Grandpa. The kids had a blast! We've really enjoyed having them here the last couple of days. I only got a few pictures of the kids in costume, but I'm sure I'll take plenty more tomorrow. Hope everyone has a Happy Halloween!!!