Friday, April 24, 2009

The Thong Debate~ Help Me Out!

Ok, I go back and forth on this one. I agree with one point of view and then the other.
One of my kids (who shall remain nameless Ü) has a fascination with thongs.
And I have told this person they can't wear them. And Yet I find a stray one here or there in the laundry. And yesterday I pulled six of them out of their load of laundry. And confiscated them. And this person is furious that I won't let them wear them. their point of view is that they are comfortable, and it gives them no panty lines. And their other panties hang out of their pants and people can see. And who cares if they wear them if no one eles sees them.
This has turned into a HUGE fight. Doors slammed. Saying they hate their life and hate their family. All over the thong!
And yet I keep hearing the thong song in my head......girl I know you wanna show that thooong.....let me see that thooongg...
See that's what guys think of when they see a thong. And they are so trashy when you see them hang out of jeans. And little girls do it all the time . sick.
And what about modesty? Does it matter if it is under your clothes and no one sees them?
And how about the sneakiness? I said no and yet they keep buying them. me out here. You know~choose your battles. is this a battle to fight? Does it matter what is under the clothes? Do you think it is a problem that they even want to wear them in the first place? Oh and one of them freaks me out. Looks like a thong in the FRONT and the back. Umm ouch....yeast infection here it comes! Hmmm maybe a choice and consequence moment!

Monday, April 13, 2009

A Very Happy Easter!

Happy Easter everyone! Hope your day was wonderful!

It was such a nice day for us! I had been planning all week trying to get as much done ahead of time so that Sunday would be a nice relaxing day. And~it was!

I made the 8 layer Easter jello, funeral potatoes, deviled eggs, and rolls the night before so that for Easter dinner all we had to do was pop the rolls, ham and potatoes in the oven and chop the strawberries up for the shortcake. And I used foil pans and paper plates! clean up! Brilliant! I know, I know Corrine....Paper plates are for picnics! I hear your voice as I was buying them ( Hehehe) but hey, they are also for crazy overwhelmed moms too! And I think my kids like not having to do dishes last night! I will admit I was feeling guilty not having nice dishes on the table but I think I am over it!

And guess what? I even went to church. At 9am! yes...9am! I only lasted for sacrament though. Zachary told me it was embarrassing hearing me puke in the bathroom when they were in the halls. What can you do when the church leaves the door to the bathrooms open? Even when I close them someone opens them so when you are puking everyone hears you! Nice! I don't do too well at that hour. It takes me a bit to get over puking in the morning and I was done.

So I went home, got some food, and put the ham in.

We had a wonderful early dinner, a egg hunt for the younger ones and just a super nice relaxing day! I even read a book for about a hour! WOW! What a difference this year. usually I cook and clean all day long and it is not fun!
Look at this pic of my lil fatty. Don't ya just want to gobble him up? He gets mad at me when I get those fat cheeks. I just can't help myself. He is too cute. I love him in a tie for church too. He looks so handsome!Here are a few more photos of the day. If it's photo overload, skip the slide!
Hope you all had as nice a day as we did!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

How Do We Keep Them Safe?

It seems like some days I am on it. With the kids, house, It seems like everything just goes right. And then there are those days from hell. I can't seem to keep on top of it. Yesterday was SO one of those days! Want to know how it began? When Hannah left for school I dead bolted the front door. And then went back into my room where the little ones were. Bailey woke up and was crying about her head hurting and her neck hurting. I didn't even think twice when Ethan got out of bed and went into the other room. I was trying to comfort Bailey. But then I heard Hannah screaming my name a few minutes later. Apparently Ethan now knows how to unlock the dead bolt. And he escaped. And walked. All the way to the park! The kids at the bus stop pointed out the little boy who was climbing on the slide and Hannah freaked! She ran him home and gave me the surprise! What the crap? And so the day began.... Followed with him spraying tilex all over himself and the floor. Which of course them smell makes me puke and puke and puke. And can you say scary all over again? Nice, first escaping to the park, next getting into the chemicals. And I SWEAR I do watch him. I'm thinking I need a dog leash attached to him that I hold all day. Cause he got into the toilet too. And then after I gave him his second bath of the day I got him dressed again and then went into my room to put the movie Bolt on for the girls. And when I came out of the room guess what??? He was gone again. No where to be found. Not in the back yard. Not in the toilet. Not upstairs. So I am RUNNING to the park. (ouch) and he ends up not being there! I go home crying hysterically and am ready to call 911 when he comes strolling out of the garage with no diaper on (he likes to take it off and wipe poop on me or the walls as soon as he craps his diaper!) Not sure where he was. Tony thinks maybe he was hiding behind the trash cans. He also likes to open the freezer and sit in it. Or climb up and get the salt out to dump on the counters or climb up on top of the bunk beds and jump like superman. Or turn on the water in the back yard so he can make mud. He loves playing in the mud.He is crazy. Wild crazy unlike any kid I have ever had. Some days I am running and running just trying to keep him out of trouble and safe! Kids and especially this one can be exhausting! They run me ragged. And I worry about them. Can I keep them safe? Physically? Spiritually?It's a balancing act and some days it feels like I am failing miserably. I wonder why I can't be more on top of it. Do a better job. Protect them more.
And it's not just my lil ones. It's the bigger ones too. They don't always make the best choices. And it makes me feel like I am failing miserably.I can't seem to protect them.
I have been crazy worried about Zach. He has a girlfriend that I am not wild about. She texts him pictures of herself in skimpy bikinis, and her language is bad and she is ALL over him. I am sure she is a nice girl, she just doesn't have the same standards as we do. And he is really into her. They have been going out for several months and my worries have only increased. He has seemed to pull away from family and church and I feel like I am losing him somehow. Like Ethan I am terrified I am not able to keep him safe.
So I have come to the conclusion at this point the only thing I can do is to simply get down on my knees and beg for help. And hope for some tender mercy. And just when I am at the end of my rope like I was yesterday, I sometimes find that mercy and a little relief.
Like when I picked up my teens after school yesterday. They asked how my day was and how I was feeling. I told them about Ethan's adventures and they laughed and laughed. Then Zach asked me if it would be OK if he went to the Easter pageant at the temple with his friend Jordan and this girl Lauren. (NOT the girlfriend!)Now Lauren is a girl from church that he has had a crush on forever. And they have been good friends. She went on the trek with him last year and he told me how neat it was to talk to her about the feelings he felt on the trek and how it was such a spiritual experience. I think she is the first person who has been able to touch his heart on that level.She is proud of her religion and not afraid to voice it.The past few weeks he and Lauren have been hanging out and he is happier. And more kind to his family. And I have felt a softening in him.And yesterday as he was telling me about the pageant he said it might be fun if dad and I come with them. And then I wondered who this kid was and where did he put my kid?
And I felt my eyes well up with tears. And I felt like I am not in this alone. I felt like some of my prayers were being answered and that maybe it is not always up to me alone to protect my kids.
And somehow I didn't feel like such a crap mom anymore. And I knew I could face tomorrow better with a little more prayer and maybe some duct tape too.

Friday, April 3, 2009


Violets are blue
My mom has ovaries

And I do too!!!!

Yep folks~

The girls are super excited. Zach doesn't really care and I am good with either. So I am excited to know so that the shopping can now begin! I have NOTHING at all for a girl anymore, so I will have fun putting a serious dent in the bank account!

How do you like the poem? I had to laugh cause I was looking online for "cute ways to announce the gender of your baby" and they had that one and the one for a boy went almost the same. Roses are red,violets are blue my dad has a penis and I do too! hmmm cute way? I laughed and laughed.Who thinks this crap up anyway?

It was pretty fun seeing the baby sucking it's thumb and kicking and moving all over. It makes it so real. I am getting excited.

The bummer part of the day? I gained 6.5 lbs!!!! In three weeks! What the crap? I am still puking everyday so I was so freakin irritated. At least I lost so much weight already that I am only 2 lbs over my starting weight.

And my blood pressure is sky high. I am having to do a test this weekend where I collect urine for 24 hours and then go back into the drs for some blood tests. They think I have preeclampsia already! At only five months! Yikes. I am a little worried about this. Silly me thinking maybe this baby I might avoid some bed rest. Ugh. We'll see. Maybe things will work out ok still. I am just glad the baby is looking really healthy for now.

So, I am a rock star cause even though I look and feel like a whale I am going to post pics of my new "do' since people keep bugging me to show how it looks! I like it even if my kidlets don't. What do they know anyhow? They are a bunch of butt pickers who eat their boogers so I will take their opinion of what is good with a grain of salt!

If you don't like it keep your opinion to yourself. I am hormonal after all!