Sand in every crack.....

Today we went up river. It was a late start but we got up there around noon. I was nice to get out of the valley for a couple of hours. Not to worry about the house chores, laundry, dishes, you know the usual. I had packed some sandwiches, chip, capri suns and other various snacks so we could make our stay longer. The kids had a really good time. Tarren is my fish out of water, isn't afraid of the river, which makes me worried. Caiti had a good time with the dogs, they watched out for her and she fed them, fair trade, I guess. But then there came a time for Caiti when the sand was bugging her to much. Of course it was inevitable for her swim suit to come off. She danced with the dogs, played with her siblings and rolled in the sand. So it was no surprise to see that there was sand in EVERY crack when I went to give her a bath.

Dishes at 4 in the morning

I try to get up early in the morning so I can do my daily chores without out the "help" of the kids. Some mornings I'm lucky to get 2 or 3 hours to myself, other mornings, like this one, aren't so lucky and I have to contend to my 2 year old. On this glorious morning, Caiti got up at 3 with me. At first I was hoping that if I threw in a Barbie Movie, she'd fall back a sleep. But noooo.... I got the pleasure of getting two more helping hands with the dishes. More suds and water on the floor and counter then in the sink, but hey how can you turn down good help at 4 in the morining?

Meet Arnold!

This is Arnold. He has taken up residence on my son's knee cap. Arnold reared his ugly head a few months ago coming in at the size of a cracker crumb. I disregarded him thinking that he would go away like his twice removed cousins on the long distant hand. Apparently Trent has been drinking his milk and eating his vegi's because Arnold has absorbed all the nutrients and grew to the size of a green skittle. Trent did grow tired of Arnold sucking all of his energy so Trent tried to pull his head off by raking a pair of shorts over him. Arnold is provailing and still holding strong. But we shall see who wins the fight on Friday morning when we seek the help of Wart Crime Fighters. Will this be the last of Arnold or will he go into hiding like Bin Laden? Only tme will tell.........

Random

I stole this from Mandi's page......

i am: wondering what God has in store for me

i know: that I have provided more for my kids then my parents ever did for us

i want: to have my bedroom finished

i have: Three wonderful children and a caring husband

i wish: sometimes we could just get a break

i hate: how my kitchen is set up, I want a new one

i miss: my childhood innocence

i fear:the unknown such as: the dark and water I can't see bottom

i feel: numb to the world, I haven't escaped the haze

i hear: Mary Poppins-(headache coming on)

i smell: the fire burning up on the hill

i crave: strawberries, watermelon & grapes

i search: for dirty clothes in the kids' room (good luck)

i wonder:when Caiti will go to bed tonight

i regret: not following my dreams when they were right in hand reach

i love: Eric, Tarren, Trenton, & Caiti Mae will all my heart and soul

i ache: for stability

i care: to much sometimes and take it all to heart

i always: ask too many questions, and make Eric mad

i am not: going to stand in the way of Eric's dreams, I will stand behind him

i believe: that God will take care of me like He promised

i dance: to my own kazoo

i sing: when no one else can hear me, it's better that way

i cry: when I can't give the kids what they want when they deserve it

i don’t always: let the kids be kids

i fight: my demons every time I look in the mirror

i write: only to escape the current world I'm in now

i win: the battle of chores

i lose: wars of laundry

i never: let anyone stand in the way of my kids

i confuse: myself everyday

i listen: as well as a deaf man, just ask Eric

i can usually be found: on "myspace" -horrid addiction

i am scared: that I'll lose my only son to the military

i need: take more time for me, since it's every one else before me

i am happy about: how far Eric and I have come-10 years

Popping my blog cherry

Well, here I go, I'm popping my blog cherry. I'm not real sure what or how I'm suppose to do all this, but I've been spying on other people and I think I have a good idea. Soooo.... here goes nothing.

Last night was the 4th. We had a great time spending it with the Long's. We had an awesome BBQ of chichen and steak, salad with delicious but expensive cheese balls, lots of watermelon, and the guys chowed all the shrimp. My poor kid sat patiently outside waiting for the sun to somewhat set. Apparently my children have no fear of fire or cars for that matter. I sat vigalant with my phone in hand ready to call 911. But no hospital run was in order, so that made the night all that much better. After the guys had a pyro fix we ventured off to Clarkston to a friend of the Long's and we sat in their front yard waiting for the big show in the sky. While waiting, the kids played with 36" sparklers and Eric and Justin filled their pyro needs by lighting the rest of the stash. This was Caiti's first year seeing fireworks, a little nervous as first, not knowing if I was going to have to sedate her or not, but she seemed to like seeing all the pretty sparkles in the sky. Growing impatient, my oldest, Tarren fell asleep for a little bit, and my son snuggled with me, which he never does since his feet and mouth never stop moving. But the show comenced and only lasted 12 short minutes. Finally the night ended and I am trying to recoop from all the sleep that I lost. So we'll chalk this to another 4th down and a good one at that.