Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Isaac napping on the kitchen floor...zzzzzzz

Isaac fought and fought his nap only to find sleep on a couple of squares of linoleum. He has the most adorable snore so be sure to turn up your volume so you can hear it.

Monday, November 26, 2007

The Andromeda Strain - yes I've actually seen this thanks to Chris and his love of sci-fi


Why am I always the last one to get the communal cold in this family? It starts with either Reed or Douglas who bring it home from some other runny nosed kid harboring all its eager malevolence in one of their unwashed hands. Then with a wrestle here and there they pass it on to Isaac, the boy who hasn't quite mastered the art of tissue-stry. Then Chris gets it when Isaac offers him a great big snotty kiss. Finally the sneaky thing finds its way to me for a final go round. To make the finale even grander, I don't just get a cold, I get the super mutated, steroid loaded, extra snotty stuffy sore throat version. That's what happens to a cold in the perfect breeding ground known as a warm, child filled house during a Michigan winter. There's nowhere for it to go when it's freezing cold outside. It must grow and go unchecked until it's too late. For all I know it could be the Andromeda strain by the time it gets to me. I'll have to keep a close eye on all the plastic items in our house. I've tried Lysol, but I think that pleasant odor only encourages the germs to stay and get comfortable.



Last winter I tried cracking a window open thinking that fresh air might help. As a result of that experiment I got charged $20.00 as I didn’t notice the "no opening your window if it's under 40 degrees outside" rule. So many rules when you live in a community that hires window cracker spies. Who knows, those spies might be unsympathetic volunteers with great immune systems. I actually fought the charge and got away with just a "warning". Don't tell anyone, but I opened my window last night, ssshhhhh…. I guess the window cracker spy doesn't get paid enough to do the nightly rounds.

On a less mucus filled note, the boys are all cleaned and in their pajamas and its only 7:30 pm! Just 30 minutes till bed time and maybe for me too! On cold days when nobody wants to play outside and the inside of the house somehow morphs into a driving range, I find myself checking the clock every 20 minutes, anticipating my favorite number, 8. It's pathetic, but at least I haven't started making chalk marks on a wall marking the remaining hours of my sentence. Did I say sentence? I meant, this life's most wonderful and event filled sojourn.

Here might be 3 adorable reasons for my current unhealthy state...ahhhh, so cute! If only germs were that cute. I can see now why germs would have a hard time not wanting to hang out with these guys. These pics. were taken at Chris' 33rd Birthday. Douglas really wanted me to find 33 candles. I don't think they have that many in one box, sorry Chris.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Me, myself, and I

Ahhhh..twilight...a peaceful scene taken by Chris


Why is it that when parents talk to their children they almost always use the 3rd person? I sometimes feel like I'm gaining a multiple personality disorder. Not that I didn't have that problem before I had kids, but it seems to be getting worse. I told Isaac, after giving him an annoying gun to play with, that he "should give it to mommy when she asks you for it." I don't think he really thought I was serious, but still he was probably wondering who this other mommy I referred to was.

Tonight is a long night for this mother and wife of a law student as her husband won't get home until around 10pm. She really hopes to endure the night without completely loosing it. She thinks her kids are purposely trying to drive her insane….(rattle, rattle) O.k., back to me.

Those children of whom I spoke are now playing, for the moment, in harmony, giving a somewhat frazzled mommy a moment to rest. I know that any minute there will be an explosion and a scream, waiting, waiting…hmm, ahh there it is. This one is o.k., you can often tell the level of destruction by its particular pitch, resonance, and tempo by which the feet speed up the stairs. The finale always goes like this "he kicked/hit/spit on/laughed at/ignored/ or squashed me." I usually stand up and walk out of this horrible concert and find a quiet place to breath before I give the conductor my opinion on the piece.

As a few of my friends know, I just read the most awesome series of books called the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer. It's actually their faults for recommending them to me. I started the first book last Tuesday and finished the third Saturday night. At the end I was literally cross-eyed. It took me a few minutes before I could look at Chris without having to blink them strait again. There is a price for reading these books. The first is completely ignoring your kids. They survived, thanks to the TV and pop tarts. Second you have to be prepared to look as pale as the vampires you'll be reading about. That is if you read in a cave like I do. Finally, you have to be prepared to have no social skills until you finish them. You might try as hard as you can to seem interested in what people around you are saying, but all the while your mind will be glued on the part of the book you last read. Sorry to any of you who might have tried to converse with me at that time, but now you know what you were competing against.

I'm pretty much back to normal. Actually, I don't think I've ever been quite normal, but at least I've settled into most of my regular brain patterns. I think my boys are taking me a little more seriously now that I'm not reading anything. Though, for some reason they don't think I'm serious when I ask them to do things. Is there some biological condition I didn't know about, where you are required to tell your kid to do something 5 times before it registers? Well, I think it's time to go tell them to get in bed. This will be the first time. I'll wait to tell them again in two minutes. I think the last command will be in about 10 minutes with a sforzando emphasis.

Another victem of tagging...

The rules of the game should be posted at the beginning of the post. Each player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

1. I love to travel and learn about different cultures and languages. I want to learn to speak the musical language, Italian. I'm so dedicated that I have a book in the bathroom that's supposed to teach the language. No I don't spend that much time in the bathroom, but you never know when you'll get a chance to read.

2. A lot of weird things happen to me. I've told some about how I swallowed a drill bit at the Dentist office. I was 7 mos. pregnant and the dentist freaked out and sent me strait to the hospital. They retrieved it with no damage to my intestines. A few months ago I sewed over my middle finger, ouch! It went in 3 times and I had to pull the broken needle out the other side of my finger, yuck! Almost passed out. (on a side note, I'm also not a very good speller, sorry readers)

3. I love to read good books. It is easy for me to get hooked on a series and require that I read them all in a short period of time. The most recent have been the Harry Potters and the Twilight series (so awesome). Of course I become the worst mom on earth while I do this. Mr. TV comes in and babysits my kids for me, but I do manage to feed them, just not myself.

4. I love pens! Cool pens that have great color and flow when you write. If I ever have an insatiable desire to buy something and I don't have unlimited funds, I find a wonderful pen and am satisfied.

5. I have some very eclectic music preferences. I like opera, choral music, country, classical, a little jazz, 80-90s pop, it just depends on my mood. Lately my mood has been in the minor Russian choral pieces and Chopin. By the way, I even have a yodeling CD, it's way cool or as they would say wunderbar!

6. In the past 7 years, since Chris and I got married, I've been slowly converted to Sci-fi shows. I like Star Trek: Next Generation, Stargate, Battlestar Galactica, but I won't watch Deep Space9, those Firangi are way too ugly to have to look at for an hour. Chris is so proud when I actually quote from one of those sh0ws. Like, " I have an odd craving for a live Kolar beast." Though, I do have to put my foot down when it comes to watching Planet of the Apes and Soilent Green. I've seen them both once and that's all I can handle. 1960-1970 sci-fi is so weird!

For a Monday morning that's the best I can come up with.

Tagged: Jeannette, Heidi, Naomi, Gavin, Matt and Leigh, and Amanda

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Cats, bats, and dental work, oh my!

It was a dark and stormy night, ah-ha!
"Le Mew.. "
(French kitty from Bugs Bunny cartoon)

This is what will happen if you eat too much candy corn.


It keeps getting worse!


...and worse!

Help mom! My socks won't come off for some reason.

We had a wet Halloween, as you can see from Isaac's hair, pants and socks. They insisted that we go, and I insisted that we quit when I could squeeze water out of my hair. First thing Isaac did when we got home, other than strip, was bring me a piece of his loot to de-package. Mommy quickly confiscated all the candy and put it into a large zip lock for giving out in a more controlled manner. Isaac was so loaded with sugar that he didn't fall asleep until 11pm last night!

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