Really glad this week is over!

So many little things happened this week which I think put me in the running for, "Mom of the Year" NOT! As I sit back in my over sized chair, take in a deep breath and ponder the thought of how nice a big glass of red wine would be at this moment I realize hey, it's Friday and I survived and so did my kids! I missed my 6 year old's first performance of his school career, my 2 year old unfastened the seat belt which holds in his car seat and flipped forward as I was driving down hwy 412. I forgot to send my 9 year old to school with sunscreen on her field day so she got burnt to a crisp and missed her Merit trip to the city pool the next day.
Being a mom is a dadgum hard job! I think instead of deciding on Obama or Clinton, I will vote for whoever will pay us moms to do the jobs that we do everyday, day in and day out and for the most part do it with a half smile on our faces! OK I have done my cyber venting for the night. My daughter is waiting for me to rearrange her bedroom. Boy did I make some deals with her today as she called me 50 times during the day sobbing to me. I was the worst mom in the world today. How dare I not let her go swimming with sun blisters on her ears. Oh the nerve of me! Just can't wait for these little punks to become teenagers! I shiver at the stories I will have then!

By the way I will be writing about why you should never do cartwheels in the house in the next day or so so stay tuned!!

Having a Monday on a Tuesday

The Tuesday after Memorial day is just like a Monday. It is for me every year. This year I thought it would be easier because we didn't do our usual Memorial Weekend camp out. This year all of us opted to stay indoors due to fighting the torrential down pours of last Memorial weekend. What was so different about this year? I am working out of the home so 5:45 came very early for me this morning. Things went pretty smooth for me until I got to Landon's daycare. As I was saying goodbye and prying him off my leg, I somehow managed to wrap my leg around a highchair and trip myself. I fell towards the door and almost smashed into an incoming parent. I was mortified. I laughed it off and did my best to maintain my composure. Good grief! I giggled a bit on my way to the car, rolled my eyes and gave a big sigh. Oh Lord what is today going to be like.....

I worked just half a day today. I had requested time off so I could go to my 6 year old's end of the year talent show. The letter I received at home said the program would start at 1:30. I planned ahead and gave myself plenty of time to make the commute back home. On my way home I called the school. I was unaware of where the actual performance would be held. We are new to this school so I am pretty unfamiliar with the surroundings. Each of my children go to a different Elementary. When I got in touch with someone they said his class had their show at 9:30 am! Ugh! I have missed so much since I started working. I was so excited to make it to his performance. Utter devastation filled my body. I went home, had a good cry and took a fantastic nap! My 6 year old came home none the wiser about me missing his show. He said it was really boring and he didn't mind that I had missed it. I know it was anything but boring. I really hope he was alright. I am still carrying a heavy heart. Kindergarten is almost over for him. Guess today's balancing act didn't pan out. I really need to get better at this.

What happened to me?

This morning on my drive into work, my two year old decided that today he would take the opportunity to throw the worlds biggest fit. OK, yes I know it isn't a "decision" two year olds' are manic and they can loose all since of reason with a flip of a switch. His fit lasted 30 minutes. We did have a really nice 5 minutes together before I had to leave him with his teacher at daycare.
As he is having his melt down I am thinking to myself why, what did I do wrong? Why haven't I learned after the 3 previous to him to turn on that two year old selective hearing? Why haven't I learned by now to take control of these situations and get them under control before it gets to this point? I should be a pro at this by now. After 4 kids this two year old should be ready for military school, right? Maybe I am tired, have I given up? Have I finally teetered over to that side of insanity and this is the repercussion?

Where is my head at!

I went shopping today at Target and get all the way out to the car, almost in the car and relize that I have carried out the Target basket with me! How embarassing! Life is so different these days for me that I just don't know where my head is. Ok here is a little secret....before things changed I still didn't know where my head was!

Multi uses for puppy piddle pads

Tonight I took my two year old, 6 year old and 9 year old over to grandpa's house. It was the spur of the moment trip. Grandpa lives about 45 minutes away so we had to run out the door to fit this trip into our nightly routine. Yeah I said routine, but if you have read my previous posts routine really doesn't exist right now. Life has been a bit hectic since desperate momma has gone back to work. Routine has gone right out that window. So tonight when I decided to load up three out of my four children and run to grandpa's it really didn't matter that I was disrupting the normal flow of our chaotic lives.In haste I completely forgot the diaper bag. What happens when you forget the diaper bag? MURPHY'S LAW happens! We get to my dad's and about 15 minutes into our visit my 9 year old yells,"Mommy he's poopy!" Now for some reason every time we go to grandpa's house my two year old makes a monumental mess out of himself! I guess it is his way of leaving grandpa a lasting present. So here we are out in the country without a diaper in site for miles. Thank goodness for Sophie, grandpa's new Pomeranian puppies' inability to hold herself! He had piddle pads ready to rescue me from a desperate trip to the grocery store! We took that piddle pad and wrapped it around his tiny little bottom and then proceeded to tape him up with packing tape. Nothing was going to get through this diaper! I don't think we have ever laughed so hard! When we returned home my two year old didn't waste anytime showing daddy his, "Puppy Diaper." I just love my two year old!!! I can't wait for him to start dating...oh the stories I am going to have to tell!

Addicted to blogging

I absolutly love this whole blogging idea. The person who thought that one up.....huh! I find myself through out the day thinking of ideas to capture my audience. I actually think it makes me a nicer person, haha! Wonder if my hubby thinks so.

Cat on fire

We have a new addition to our family. His name is Snickers. He is a long haired cat with a huge fluffy beautiful tail. Snickers is the neighborhood stray that has decided to take a permanent place in our home. It's really alright though, because he killed the mouse that had been terrorizing me for weeks! Within 3 days of his arrival he took care of that nasty little rodent. Snickers has a habit of getting on the counter and drinking out of the faucet. He loves running water. He loves it so much he will actually jump into the shower with you so he can catch a sip or few of fresh running water. This past weekend I bought a candle. Without thinking I lit the candle and placed it on the counter next to Snickers favorite watering hole. Not too long after the candle had been it, I started to smell a awful burning odor. It took me a moment to realize that Snickers tail was dangling right over the candle and his tail was just about to go up in smoke! I ran over to him and started to pat out his poor tail. I ran over to the sink and ran some water on it. He now has a big chunk of hair missing in the middle of his tail. Poor Snickers he is none the wiser. All he cared about was drinking out of that faucet! He did stay outside all night, hmmm he might have been a bit upet with me.