By the way, I discovered a couple of British comedy things that I thought were pretty funny! I've put links to some of my favorites. Check them out, I can't remember the names of them -stupid & sons removal, rocket something or other, world shut your mouth, chimneysweep and some others. The actual shows are "World Shut Your Mouth" and "Trigger Happy TV" Check them out and laugh.
Lydia & Ross went to an art class for kids with my mother yesterday. Ross drew a bunch of pictures of animals with names like Miles Mouse, Gabriel Godzilla, Rick the Rabbit, Max the Mammoth, etc. This one made me laugh. "Kcaz Cockroach - They can live for 10 days without their heads!"
Mark just learned to ride his bike this week. I guess he got tired of the other kids going on bike rides without him. He got his bike and started trying to ride it down the hill in our backyard. It sounds crazy, but this is actually a good way to learn the balance thing. It's not a very long hill, just about 4 or 5 feet long. But, it's enough to get you going, and it's in the grass. Lydia took up the project, and before long he was riding unassisted. Now Ross, Lydia & Mark are all taking rides around the block together.
This week was also transportation week in Kindergarten. The whole family pitched in (Bruce did most of the work) to make Mark the coolest school bus for his Kindergarten transportation parade. This is Justice's current favorite book. It's Bearenstain Bear's -however you spell that- "Bears in the Night"(He only has about 3 books that he will sit still and listen to, so we read those 3 a lot!) Every time we get to this page, he says "Chloe!" Can you guess why?
We've had trouble with Justice getting into the refrigerator, so I tried the trick we did with Lydia when she was his age. I put a big strip of Velcro across the top of the fridge door. It kept Lydia out for a good long while. It didn't even work for a day with Justice. "Ain't no problem a chair can't fix!" (That's what I imagine he would say if he could talk that well.) For some odd reason, he always goes for the soy sauce. I wonder if he thinks it's chocolate or something. I have visions of coming into a horrid mess one day like Amy's chocolate mess.
I ask you, where was this child's mother when he was off pulling this shenanigan?! Well, I'll tell you. She was in the other room. Yes, I heard the water running, but I assumed he had climbed up there and was getting a drink. He climbs up there all of the time and will get a drink or play in the water, and I'll stop him after a minute or two. It's no big deal, the sink isn't usually plugged. Well, apparently it's fun to plug the sink and then fill it to overflowing, flooding the whole kitchen, making a puddle on the floor that's about 8x4 feet. I don't know if you can tell, but there is standing water covering the whole porcelain area, and then running out onto the floor and onto the counter tops. After I unplugged it, he immediately put the plug back in and was trying to do it again. This was deliberate!
Here is the stream running down my hallway. Here is the silverware drawer full of water. This pot was in the basement (next to the clean cloths-now taking turns in the dryer) catching drips. It's full.
Bruce and his dad, Terry did a half-max over the weekend. That is half of the iron man distance triathlon. The half-max is a little over a mile swim in open water, 56 mile bike, and a 13.1 mile run. It's just crazy! These half & full max people are a completely different kind of animal. They both finished, but it was extreemly tough. It took them approx. 7 hours. I did the run part with Bruce. Well, I say run, but he only actually ran 8 of the 13 miles. At this point of the race, most of the contestants were completely exhausted and most of them had to walk a good portion. I, not having just swam/biked for several hours, was fresh of course and could run just fine (but of course, I went at Bruce's exhausted pace). At about mile 7 or 8, we were coming up on a porta-potty next to a water station. I needed to use the facilities, so I told Bruce that I was going to run ahead, use the potty, and then catch up with him. I tore off at a sprint and ran right past the workers of the water station. I used the potty as fast as I could and then burst out and sprinted on down the path after Bruce. Those workers looked at me so funny! Nobody had legs at this point in the run, and here I am running like the devil is after me to the potty and then out again. Anyway, it was a good time for me at least. You'll have to ask Bruce if he enjoyed it. When we were out on the course, he said "Why did I want to do this? Oh, yeah, it's a cool thing to have done, but not to be doing."
Within the last hour, my youngest son has gotten into my canisters again and dumped out sugar and flour all over the place, poured about a gallon of his bathwater onto the floor, peed on my bed, broken a large glass pumpkin decoration, and dumped out the dog food all over the floor. Additionally the following crises were averted: He was getting into the oven (it wasn't turned on), I saved the eggs from his hands, and he was carrying the paint cans around the house and standing on them (luckily they didn't come open). All this within an hours time.
Oh, by the way! This is my 100th post on this blog! Happy 100th to me! What do you, my wonderful readers think? Am I doing good? Is this the most wonderful blog that you've ever read? Am I fishing for a compliment? Am I a dork?
It's been about 6 months now since I instituted the laundry system at my house. You may have read about it earlier. I wish to report that I haven't been stressed out about the laundry once since then. This used to be a MAJOR problem at our house. I'd wash the laundry, but I never ever could keep up with the folding/putting away. My husband would get mad at me and throw the pile (which was usually about three or four feet across and reaching the ceiling in the laundry room. No exaggeration.) all over the floor, looking for his cloths, and just leave it there. This would tick me off in turn. I used to spend about a half an hour searching through the mess each morning trying to find cloths for the kids to wear to school. This is what I did: I went to the store and got everyone their own tub. Now when I'm taking it out of the dryer, I just sort it into the tubs. The children are all responsible for folding their own laundry. No, we don't always all have clean cloths in our drawers now, but everyone can easily find their own stuff.
Another thing is dinner. My life is crazy once the kids get home from school. We have 2 extras for an hour or two after school each day. I usually spend an hour or two getting the kids through their homework each night. The last thing I want to do is to cook dinner! Unfortunately, we do need to eat. Then there is the mess to clean up after dinner! I'm usually nigh unto death by that time of day! The solution, cook at noon or before. I'm doing crock pot stuff a lot. Also make ahead things are good. I find that I don't mind to cook in the morning. So, I've just made it a routine to cook dinner right after I'm done cleaning up breakfast. It's not so bad, I have one of my books on tape going, and I'm not tired then. Another plus is this: There aren't a lot of pots and pans to clean up after dinner. I do a lot of all in one pot meals. Ahh, happiness! Here is a web-site that I get a lot of recipes from: http://allrecipes.com/Recipes/Main.aspx I like it because it's got a recipe for what ever you could possibly want to make. You can also do ingredient searches, so you can cook with whatever you have there. Also, there are helpful comments by others.
Now lest any of you deranged people get the MUCH mistaken idea that I have it all together, let me remind you that I've got a stupid remodeling project going on in my living room that we started back in February. It's still not done. Someday we'll move back in. Eventually. Love you all!
Well, we had another great vacation to Branson with Bruce's family. We did Silver Dollar City and went to the Dixie Stampede, and Lambert's Cafe, and we went to the fish hatchery. We had a great time. I brought my camera to pretty much everything, but I forgot to take any pictures until we were on the way home and we stopped at the Bass Pro Shop (Bruce's favorite place in the world.) It was great fun, but I'm glad to be home. When Justice was done with his breakfast this morning, I was very happy to be able to just take him out of his high-chair and let him go. We'd been eating in restraunts while we were gone, so when we were waiting for our food, and then again when we were done, I had to fight him to keep him from running all over the restraunt. I was getting really tired of fighting him. We were either out in the open where he could run away, or he was in a car or a high-chair. It's nice to be home where I can let him go a bit. It was really a fun vacation. Bruce's family is great.
I was making salsa the day before we left. After doing about 60 jars of green beans, and about 60 jars of salsa, I am very relieved to say that I'm probably done with canning for the year! I might do some more still, but at least I don't feel obligated to do any more. Whew! I lived through the canning season.
Here are a couple of funny things that have happened recently:
Ross, for some unknown reason, doesn't like our upstairs bathroom. I think he's afraid of it, why, I don't know, but he practically refuses to use it. The other day, the kids came home from school and Ross & Lydia both needed to use the bathroom. Lydia beat him to the main floor bathroom. Ross was doing the pee pee dance in the hallway outside the bathroom door. I said "Ross, just go upstairs." He prefered doing the frantic pee pee dance. "Whatever" said I. A minute later I looked out the front window to see him peeing behind a tree our front yard. What a goofy kid! He went outside to go pee, rather than using the perfectly good upstairs bathroom. I should have given him the what-for, but I was too busy laughing at him.
Today, while I was unpacking, Justice was left to his own divices for a while. This often turns out bad for me. I discovered him on the counter top covered in flower, sugar and dishwashing liquid. He got into my cannisters and made a huge mess with the three afore mentioned items. He had opened a couple of drawers and gotten the mixture all in them too. All over the counter, the floor, in the drawers. It took me an hour to clean it up. But, I am proud to say, I didn't even get upset! I just said oh well, and cleaned it up. See, I am getting better. Okay, I've got to run! See you!
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