Grampa and the kids

Last night we ha a party for Fa ye th's Birthday. It was just a small thing with my mom and Pops. I always wanted my kids to have an awesome grampa like I had. They sure do!

Notable Happening around the house...

***Lin dsay has cut her top 2 6 year molars. She is so proud of this accomplishment. I am not sure why, but this was a really big to do. However she is REALLY pissed that she has not lost a tooth.

***One of Han nah's ear tubes is out of her ear drum, however it is still stuck in her ear canal, but after a traumatic visit to the peds to get it removed, it remains where it started. ;) Please note, I did not say WHO the visit was traumatic for...LOL

***I think the increase in Han nah's med finally kicked in, she is not having as many episodes of crying and her complaints of headache have decreased back to where they almost were before. :)

Soccer Game 3...

Huge improvement in weather. It was 70 degrees at 10:30AM. WOOHOO!!!! The kids had a marvelous time. Including Han nah and Fa ye th. Ga be scored more than 5 goals but less than 10. I stopped counting after 5. Lind say made 3. Did I say what Fun they HAD! :)

Ga be
Lin dsay
Fa ye th

Marker Baby...

The same day that Poopy Picasso Jr decided to show her hand at poop art, she also decided to use herself as a canvas. Thank goodness she opted not to use poop again, however she did find one of Darren's black permanent markers. I think I may have an artist in the making.



It look a very long bubble bath and a lot of scrubbing to get that off of her. She loves to keep me on my toes, but I would not have it any other way.

Remember Poopy Picasso?

Yes I am quite aware that NO ONE could forget poopy picasso....

Today Fa ye th went down for her nap. She went down without fussing....She wakes up and I hear her knocking on the door. I go and get her and I get that overwhelming smell of poop. I look down and my very sweet NAKED baby shoots out of the bedroom. I look up and notice THIS, THIS and THIS.

THANK YOU GOD for BISSELL!!!!

Butchin' up the husband....

The neighbor has been "butchin' up" my pansy ass sissy husband who whines, bitches and moans at the moment you bring up any sort of work that requires his ass to get off the couch and drop the remote from his hard or that requires him to get his ass out of his computer chair from staring at his "games" that are certainly dropping his IQ by the minute.

Last Tuesday when we returned from the peds office where my children were diagnosed with strep we noticed that our neighbor Mr Joe was standing in the road by our front yard looking up at the trees. I assumed that out electric went out or something like that and I asked that question. He informed us that no we had electric but he could hear a tree moaning. Well He and the DH identified the tree and Mr Joe offered to get the chain saw and take it down. Well as badly cracked as this tree is they were able to just push it down. Mr Joe immediately offered to get his chain saw and cut it into smaller pieces but the DH turned him down with a "The kids are sick and Mic he lle will need help with them".

Sunday (after my husbands VERY LONG RECOVERY FROM FOOD POISONING) he came outside to watch the kids ride their bikes. Well Mr Joe came on over and said, "Hey Dar ren you off today. Wanna cut up that tree?" Mr Joe could probably hear our grass crying that was dying from the tree pushing on it. ;) So my husband and our awesome neighbor cut the tree up while I was talking to another Neighbor Mrs Glenna. Mr Joe offered to drop the other tree next to it and Dar ren tried to balk at the idea. He looked at me to be the bad guy and before I could say no thank you. Mrs Glenna said, "You sure should do it while you got the saw out." THANK YOU GLENNA!!!

The DH and the 2 younger ones cleaned up the branches ect while I went to dance. Well, I (with a little help from HIM) had stacked the big stuff and they did the little stuff. Today the husband went out and dropped another small tree (we have like 10 that needs dropped)

Dar ren came in and said to me..."Are you trying to Butch me up a bit?" I replied, "Go I hope it works...You are such a whiny little girl". I really hate to insult girls because we know that we are the STRONGER sex. If you have any questions about that you can refresh your memory here.

Soccer Game 2...

Week 2 of Soccer. MUCH improvement over the week before. Yesterday it was a balmy 39 degrees and there was NO WIND! No crying 4/5's because they were sure that they lost the fingers that they could no longer feel.

Ga be-after scoring his first goal of the day.

Linds ay and Piper. Getting ready to throw the ball in.

Lind say on the sidelines watching the team.

Ga be- I scored ANOTHER goal!

Lind say and Ga be- Looking pleased. Team Work = Goals

Lind say- I look pleased. SCORED BABY!

Lind say- Yep. I am pretty pleased with myself.

End of Game. Piper and Ga be. Hugo walking towards them.

This was a much better experience yesterday. They do not keep official score, however the kid keep track of their goals. Last week: Lind say 3 Ga be 1. This week Ga be:7 and Lin dsay:3 (previously reported as 2, but I was corrected). So end of week 2 Soccer Standings....Ga be 8 Lind say 6. The war is on. :)

Conversation with Poopsie....

"I told the techs about your blog. Sharon is gonna check it out."

"Ah!"

"Get any comments from your friends about my pain"

* insert me looking rather annoyed at him over my glasses because he is interrupting my TV show * "Yep"

"Do I need to get on there and defend myself?"

"I read it to you. What is there to defend yourself about? I did not lie."

"I DID NOT FORCE OUT A TEAR!!!!"

"Well, I was trying to keep your manly self image in tact, would you want me to say you were crying like a baby?"

"Bitch"

"Love you too, POOPSIE!!!!"

Barb Darling....THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH FOR THIS! You cannot imagine the fun I am having with this. :)

3 Things I am scared of:
Something happening to my family.
SNAKES
the dark when I am home alone

3 Things that make me laugh:
Gabe
Lindsay-becca
Hannah
Fayeth

3 Things I Love:
Gabe
Lindsay-becca
Hannah
Fayeth

3 Things I Hate:
The smell of a wet huggies diaper. I CAN smell it a mile a way the minute 1 drop of pee hits it.
RAIN
COLD WEATHER

3 things I don't understand:
Chiari Malformation or the reason that people have to have it
IDIOTIC STUPID FAMILY MEMBERS
Why my children go behind my to touch my freshly washed windows

3 things on my desk:
Picture of Kate's and Kristin's Kids
My embroidery machine
my computer....D'uh

3 Things I am Doing Right Now:
Dreading soccer Practice. 36 degrees and rainy
Listening to the kids laugh
listening to Fayeth's music for Speech therapy

3 Things I Want To Do Before I Die:
Tour the US/Canada in a big ole RV and meet all the Ladies from the board that I have yet to meet.
Become a Gramma
See my kids live PAINFREE

3 Things I Can Do:
Remember any phone number
multi-task
Organize

3 Things I Can't Do:
LOL...Keep my desk clean
sneeze without peeing my pants
Touch my tongue to my nose

3 Things You Should Listen To:
Your Children
Your Parents
Your intuition

3 Things You Should Never Listen To:
Insults
Gossip (99% of it is not true)


3 Things I’d Like To Learn:
To play the piano better
speak fluent spanish
to change my own oil in my car

3 Favorite Foods:
Fajitas
Popcorn
Homemade pizza

3 Shows I Watched As A Kid:
90210
Family Ties
Growing Pains

Poopsie the Pharmacist....

I first must start this off by saying...GRILLING HAMBURGERS is NOT my job Dar ren! Had YOU done YOUR JOB and GRILLED the DAMN BURGERS we would not have gotten food poisoning.

Second of all, I was not going to blog this as I was NOT compassionate to my husband yesterday. He was ill. OH SO VERY ILL! ON HIS DEATH BED ILL! And I, being his loving and caring wife who is a nurse and took vows til death do us part....used the phrase whiny pain in the ass selfish baby NUMEROUS times.

I went to bed Tuesday night with a tummy ache. I KNEW that I was going to be sick but tried to bargain with God. "Please don't let me be sick. If I am please let it be a 1 time thing. I will do ANYTHING I have 4 kids that I have to take care of". I woke up Wednesday morning, knowing that this was going to happen. I take my shower and of course have to purge the remains of my under cooked hamburger. As I get myself back into the shower I think, "OH MY GOD! Had I had morning sickness...THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN NO FURTHER CHILDREN!" You crazy ladies who puke for months on end and do it again.....You really need your head examined as I would rather cut my toes off one by one with a spoon than puke.

During this time I did not realize that my husband got out of bed, called work and called off because his tummy hurts. He was not vomiting, nor had diarrhea and here I was with both. I was not a happy girl when I got out of the shower and realized that. ESPECIALLY WHEN HIS ASS WENT BACK TO BED! So, since I was SOOOO pissed at him for his SELFISHNESS I told him that if he were REALLY THAT SICK that HE had to stay in BED until the kids went to bed because I WAS NOT having the kids get sick on top of the strep. So, he stays in bed all day long, ya know I REALLY had to twist him arm to do that, and I am stewing. The only moments of pure pleasure are when I hear him hit the bathroom. MANY.MANY.MANY TIMES :) ( Yes I KNOW I AM AN EVIL MEAN BITCH)

I get all 4 of the kids tucked into bed and his ROYAL HIGHNESS gets out of bed comes down and starts WHINING on the couch. Holy Crap I snapped.

"SHUT UP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! NONE OF THE 4 KIDS WHINED AS MUCH AS YOU HAVE IN THE PAST 5 MINUTES!"

* Insert SICK MAN ON DEATH BED WHINY VOICE * "Why are you so mean to me?"

"I am not being mean. I AM NOT going to listen to you whine like a freaking baby. SHUT UP and SUCK IT UP!"

"But you just don't understand. I am miserable. I am suffering. I am in so much pain. PAIN! You just don't understand pain! I am MORE SICK than you!"

"OH. MY. GOD!!!! HOW THE HELL WOULD YOU KNOW HOW SICK I WAS! YOU ARE SELFISH AND THINK OF YOURSELF ALL DAY LONG!!!! STOP YOUR WHINING!"

"Why are you so mean to me?" * Insert forcing out fake tears * "I am in SO MUCH PAIN! YOU ARE SO MEAN TO ME!!! YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!"

I COMPLETELY LOST any reserve of patience that I had with this man and told him, "Then GO TO THE FUCKING ER! IF YOU ARE SO SICK THEN GO TO THE ER! I AM NOT GOING TO LISTEN TO YOU WHINE ALL.NIGHT.LONG!"

"Why are you so mean to me?"

"MEAN! ME MEAN!!!!!! DUDE! I had a baby. C-section and my incision opened up and WHO THE HELL HELPED ME???? KRISTIN and her FOUR CHILDREN!!! NOT YOU!!!! SHE FLEW 1100 MILES TO HELP ME! YOU LEFT ME DIRTY DISHES. DIRTY LAUNDRY AND YOU DID NOT EVEN HAVE THE KIDS DURING THAT TIME!!!!! LETS NOT EVEN GET STARTED ON BEING MEAN AND WHAT PAIN IS!!!"

"I am going back to bed. You are so mean!"

"Go to bed and STOP WHINING!"

So, I can hear him moaning and groaning in bed and making his WHINE I AM A MAN IN PAIN sounds. During this time I am chatting with Kristin... I excuse myself...and I go and open our bedroom door. "If you are going to act like a freaking baby I am going to treat you as one. You have 2 choices. If you are in THIS MUCH PAIN you either need to shove these 2 Tigan 100mg suppositories up your ass or go to the ER. There is NO OTHER CHOICE. Pick one of the 2."

* Insert whimper whine moan * "No I am fine"

"No, THAT was not a choice. ER or suppositories. You refuse suppositories I will call 9-1-1 to take you to the ER"

"What will they do to me at the ER?"

"GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED AND PUT THESE SUPPOSITORIES UP YOUR ASS NOW! GET OUT OF BED DARREN! You DO NOT WANT ME TO PUT THEM IN YOUR ASS! YOU WILL REGRET THAT DECISION FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. AND YOU WILL WISH THAT THAT LIFE WAS VERY SHORT!!! AND OMG! OUR CHILD HAS HAD HIS HEAD CRACKED OPEN LIKE AN EGG TWICE AND NOT COMPLAIN AS MUCH AS YOU!!!!"

Least to say...he got out of bed and did it.

Today him tummy is grumbly an OF COURSE still hurts....However I have to love his techs....

Dar ren's new name at work..."POOPSIE!"

Easter Pictures

I forgot to post my Easter Pictures.....These are soccer, Eggs and Easter

No Title...

This was taken out my front window this morning, That is my neighbor Mr J. And YES, he is MOWING while it snows.....I must get out the whip and get MY yard bitch moving. :)

Opening Day Soccer....

Saturday was the first game of the Spring soccer season. The kids were excited. Dar ren had to work. So I had to take all the children with me. Normally this is not a problem, however the weather was. 26* at 9:45am when I left the house. With windchill it was 9*. And we had SNOW FLURRIES.

I bundled up the kids the best I could. We arrived for our 10:30 game at 10:10 which gave me time to buy the "treat coupons" from the concession stand and make 1 trip to the port a potty before the game was suppose to start. Of course NO ONE (except me) is on time and the game starts late. I had my king sized down comforter with us and another comforter so we could sit on one and bundle in one. Only 5 kids from the twins team showed (2 being my kids) so as the kids rotated off the field (they play 3 at a time) they would come and bundle under the blanket with me, Hannah and Fa ye th. Fay e th cannot handle being too bundled up and she cannot wear mittons/gloves because of sensory overload so I was tryin to keep her as warm as possible but the blanket was too much for her too.

30 minutes into the game, Han nah is crying from head and neck pain and she swears she no longer has fingers. G abe comes off the field nearly hysterical from pain. Head, neck, fingers, ears and the ringing in his ears is driving him "crazy". His asthma is flaring up because it is SOO cold an he was so tight. Lind say is on the field crying from her fingers and ears hurting. Another 2 children on the other team are crying. Fa yeth has screamed the entire game from the wind.
I had it. I am just a parent at soccer, but *I* call a time out and pull LB off the field. I thought she was mad, but after talking she was not mad. GRATEFUL that I got her off the field. By the time we got to the car other parents had done the same and were already loading their kids into the car. It was awful. The kids cried for 45 minutes until they regained use of their fingers and their ears thawed. G abe scored 1 goal and LB 3. Hannah begged me not to make her go to another soccer game if it is that cold. Don't worry baby...I WON'T!

If you ask the kids if they had a good time at soccer they will reply, "IT WAS SOOO COLD!" LOL

5 years....no longer counting....

Last night Dh and I did something that we have not been able to do since March 2002. We went out for dinner JUST THE 2 OF US! I got to eat HOT food. I did not have to cut up anyone’s meal, I did not have anyone sneaking their little fingers on my plate to steal my dinner. I did not have to pay $20.00 for prime rib that my kids would have wanted because why eat chicken fingers when you can have prime rib. LOL We had adult conversation and did not have to speak in code so that the kids would either NOT understand what we were talking about or not REPEAT what we said to others. Did I say that I got to eat HOT FOOD. UNINTERRUPTED conversation? NO POTTY TRIPS during our meal?

I doubt that we will be going out again alone anytime in the near future. We prefer to eat with our children and spend time with them due to Dh's work schedule he does not always get a lot of time with them. But, the taste of what our old life was like was nice. I was MORE THAN HAPPY to get home to the kids. They had a great time with Gramma and Grampa. But it is nice when they are happy to see you :).

My friends with larger sized families will appreciate the humor in this. Before we left the restaurant Dh and I decided to use the restroom. Well we walked through this one section of the restaurant and there was this rather large sized family sitting at a table. 2 adults 2 teenagers 3 younger children. Dh and I laughed and said "Poor family, has to sit off all by themselves because they have so many children. Do you think they know what causes that? Do you think they are all theirs? Oh my!" We giggled and went on our way. As we were walking back through that section to leave, the dad looked up and it was an old friend that I use to work with. I had to go and say hi and laugh about being seated by themselves. Their kids are all awesomely behaved and are beautiful and have such awesome manners. It was really nice to see Roy. He only had 5 of his 6 children with him. But man was it nice to see other families with lots of children out and about. The ironic thing is, Roy lives less than a mile from me and I have to drive 30+ just to accidentally bump into him. Of course his theory is that we need to have 2 more. LOL Thanks Buddy, but I think that I will pass on that. :)

Then we had to head to Walmart for the basket stuff. I need to pick up fruit Friday. But we are finally done. YEAH!!! Dh and Pops will be putting 2 of the 3 bikes together today. I can’t wait until Sunday. Can the Easter Bunny come earlier?

Hugs and Kisses...

We have really been working hard with F on sign language since around 6 months old. The child wants no part of it. She would rather scream at me than learn to communicate. The speech therapist has encouraged me to stay stubborn and continue what we are doing with Faye. A couple weeks ago hit or miss she would sign more.

Tonight when we put her in bed for Big Girl Nigh Night we would give her a hug and kiss and tell her that we loved her and she would sign more. So we would give her more hugs and kisses and she would do it again.

Faye, I love you will all my heart! Thank you for being you in your stubborn little precious way.