The Movies

Another great day at the movies. I was privileged to take all the kids to the movies this afternoon. Ryan had to work, but Connor had the day off at school so we decided to go watch "Bedtime Stories". It was a fun movie and the boys thoroughly enjoyed it. McCall slept through it and was a perfect little angel. But that is where the fun stopped.
It was our typical movie, the popcorn was dumped all over the floor, the root beer also met its demise on the now sticky floor. Well, there was a little wailing and carrying on over the loss of our delicious movie treats. But it got worse, Gage decided that he really needed to go potty during the middle of the movie so I took him, only to find out that he had already wet his pants! Grrrr, I literally took him potty as we were leaving the house. Oh well, he had to sit in his wet pants for the last half, which didn't seem to bother him one bit. Then we had another accident, another one of my boys, who will remain unnamed due to embarrassment, wet his pants too! Are you kidding me? So I am pretty sure we left as much liquid behind as we took with us.
We won't be sitting in row F, seats 16-19 again and I suggest you don't either! I think I ought to give Ryan the opportunity next time, it's not fair that I get to have all the fun all the time!

Laundry Woes

Now I consider myself to be a slightly above average homemaker, in the sense that I enjoy housekeeping and laundry (ironing is another story)! I know I don't hold a candle to the amount of laundry that my mother has waded through during her lifetime, but she had 9 kids! By choice, I might add!
But today, being laundry day, the second this week, I am bothered by a few items that continue to be passed through my laundry cycles. I had all the laundry in the house done on Monday, sheets, area rugs, blankets, clothes, towels, dishtowels, etc. I have a routine that I like to stick to, all the laundry on Mondays and clothes again on Fridays. I have discussed the amount of laundry with my children and some are catching on to the fact that you can wear pj's more than once; jeans, certainly; shirts, usually not when you are under 7; underwear, never no matter what age; socks, another never; towels can be used a few times if they were hung up, etc... well, on Monday after doing 5 loads of laundry I was done with the sheets, blankets, rugs and was starting on clothing. Tate entered my room, where I always fold all the clothes and put them in piles for each child, he surveyed the relatively small amount of clothing on the bed and exclaimed, "well, we sure took it easy on you this week!" Are you kidding me? I had just started the clothes and had 4 loads remaining, but his little eyes only saw one folded load on the bed.
Fast forward to today, I have 5 loads done and one to go. Some may want to blame the extra laundry on having a baby in the house, but honestly she doesn't come close to the amount of clothing that her brothers go through. I just finished all the socks and underwear... Gage - 16 pairs of underwear, 3 pairs of socks! Seriously, how does that work you may ask. Well, let me tell you. The boy wears about 5 pair underwear at a time to be Nacho Libre (thank you Karli and family!). Well, when a two year old has an accident in 5 pairs of underwear all 5 are dirty! The older boys on the other hand, how do they have 5 pairs of pj's to wash, 2 underwear, 12 pair socks, one pair of jeans and one shirt! Grrr, we are going to have to go over this again!

What happened?

How did I go from this...

... to this?

My mom used to dress me cute, do my hair, pose me for such cute pictures...and then I took over for myself. I may have to turn it all back over to Mom, maybe she really does know everything. And another thing, why do boys not have to go through that horrible hair stage? I guess it finally catches up to them when they have no hair!
Looking back, Kindergarten was great to me, grade 8, not so much! When you go from cute to braces, glasses and afro all in the same year things are not looking up for you.

Eggnog...

Well, this tops all of the questions my boys have been asking me since McCall's birth. Many have centered around the difference of boys and girls, a few about how the baby gets out of Mom's tummy, thank goodness they will still take the answer "the Doctor helps the baby get out", many have been about nursing, etc. But Gage asked the funniest question the other day at lunch, he looked at me in all sincerity as I was feeding McCall and asked,
"Which side does eggnog come out?"
Wow, I laughed hysterically before giving him an answer of neither. That kid is pretty funny, he loves to play jokes on people and tell jokes that make no sense. Next time you see him, ask him to tell you his knock knock joke, it actually makes sense and has a good punch line. He keeps us laughing and shaking our heads.

Little White Dress

McCall and I were both blessed in the same dress, 32 years apart. I must say that she filled it out a lot more than I did with those very chubby cheeks. I was so glad my Mom saved my dress, it might even be back in style now as vintage clothing :)

An Oldie!

Here is another old photo I found, all I can say is WOW! We still added one more brother to the family after this was taken, so it must have been 1989 or 1990. I absolutely LOVED my glasses, I got to choose them out myself and this is what I chose, hmmmm why didn't anyone tell me how horrible they were? As for the hair, let's just leave that one alone!

Throw back...

Found these old pictures from my freshman year at college. Ahhh...the good old days, and the bad hair days. Fun times with great friends, I sure do miss you all!