Could this baby be any cuter???
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
What's in Your Wendy's Bag??
Let's see. Where do I begin? How about at the beginning. Thursday is the day we go to our homeschool group. It meets at a local church from 12-4. I try to do a little bit of school before we go, but it rarely happens. Basically, I run around crazy getting everything together, throw lunch at the kids in the car, and rush in last minute. Once we get there Sam and Jesse go to the nursery (sweetly provided just for them), and I am off to teach dance. The fact that I teach dance is a whole post altogether.
Needless to say, it's a hectic morning. Once we're done with the co-op, we have a snack, and wait around until Emmie's gymnastics class at 5:30. This is where the fun begins. This particular week, things had gone fairly smoothly. I had packed extra outfits, plenty of snacks and even a special treat of a juice box for our waiting time. It was beautiful, and the boys and I were going to play on the playground while we waited for Emmie. I even had a fresh fountain drink to last me the entire time. And you know how much I love a good fountain drink!!
As we were getting out of the car, we decided to walk up to the gymnastics building for a potty break. No prob - I had the stroller. Well, a newly potty-trained 3 yr old can not wait for a baby to be put in the stroller so I had Wyatt walk him down to a wooded area to pee. They didn't make it. Sam proceeded to pull his pants down to his ankles and pee right on the sidewalk. Now, this is a high traffic sidewalk, and I yell for him to pee somewhere else but he couldn't stop. (So much is going on at this moment - I hope you can get the full effect.)
At this same time, I spot Wyatt & Levi about to do the same just 5 feet into the woods. I yell at them to stop. They are certainly too old to pee in public. Also, at the same time, I am putting a screaming 5-month old in the stroller. I look back up and realize that Sam has now started pooping on the sidewalk. I start screaming but realize that he can't stop. I yell for Wyatt and Levi to come up and wait with Jesse and then run down to help Sam. You see, he gags at his own poop. He gags at everything. He can't even look at brownie batter. So, he is gagging, pooping and the baby is still screaming. There's not much you can do until someone is done so.....I wait. Finally, he's done, I clean him up, and I realize that the extra outfit that I had for him was wet. He had peed his pants earlier in the day so I had nothing. Who brings two extra outfits??
Unfortunately, for me, there was still a mess on the sidewalk that I had to clean up. People were walking all over the place and looking at me. And the baby was still screaming. Do you know how much self-control it took to not go beserk!!
So, what's in my Wendy's bag? Poop. And you can not clean up poop off of asphalt. At least not with wipes.
Needless to say, it's a hectic morning. Once we're done with the co-op, we have a snack, and wait around until Emmie's gymnastics class at 5:30. This is where the fun begins. This particular week, things had gone fairly smoothly. I had packed extra outfits, plenty of snacks and even a special treat of a juice box for our waiting time. It was beautiful, and the boys and I were going to play on the playground while we waited for Emmie. I even had a fresh fountain drink to last me the entire time. And you know how much I love a good fountain drink!!
As we were getting out of the car, we decided to walk up to the gymnastics building for a potty break. No prob - I had the stroller. Well, a newly potty-trained 3 yr old can not wait for a baby to be put in the stroller so I had Wyatt walk him down to a wooded area to pee. They didn't make it. Sam proceeded to pull his pants down to his ankles and pee right on the sidewalk. Now, this is a high traffic sidewalk, and I yell for him to pee somewhere else but he couldn't stop. (So much is going on at this moment - I hope you can get the full effect.)
At this same time, I spot Wyatt & Levi about to do the same just 5 feet into the woods. I yell at them to stop. They are certainly too old to pee in public. Also, at the same time, I am putting a screaming 5-month old in the stroller. I look back up and realize that Sam has now started pooping on the sidewalk. I start screaming but realize that he can't stop. I yell for Wyatt and Levi to come up and wait with Jesse and then run down to help Sam. You see, he gags at his own poop. He gags at everything. He can't even look at brownie batter. So, he is gagging, pooping and the baby is still screaming. There's not much you can do until someone is done so.....I wait. Finally, he's done, I clean him up, and I realize that the extra outfit that I had for him was wet. He had peed his pants earlier in the day so I had nothing. Who brings two extra outfits??
Unfortunately, for me, there was still a mess on the sidewalk that I had to clean up. People were walking all over the place and looking at me. And the baby was still screaming. Do you know how much self-control it took to not go beserk!!
So, what's in my Wendy's bag? Poop. And you can not clean up poop off of asphalt. At least not with wipes.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Not Me Monday
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Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
Certainly, in the efforts to get a minute to go to the bathroom, I did not ignore my 3 yr-old who snuck into his older sister's room to rifle through her purse and play with her makeup.
Nor would I have hid in the bathroom long enough after dinner so my husband would forget that I was going to the gym to workout. I would never skip a workout.
And I certainly wouldn't bribe my kids to do their schoolwork by 2pm so I could get a drink from Sonic during happy hour.
Nope, not me!
Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
Certainly, in the efforts to get a minute to go to the bathroom, I did not ignore my 3 yr-old who snuck into his older sister's room to rifle through her purse and play with her makeup.
Nor would I have hid in the bathroom long enough after dinner so my husband would forget that I was going to the gym to workout. I would never skip a workout.
And I certainly wouldn't bribe my kids to do their schoolwork by 2pm so I could get a drink from Sonic during happy hour.
Nope, not me!
Monday, February 2, 2009
How to make homeschooling easier
Hopefully I'm doing this right!
Well, here goes anyway. In my short experience with large families - my oldest is just 9, I have found that life runs a lot smoother if I will plan ahead. You probably already know this. However, use it as a reminder.
Here's my example. This past Friday, I had the kids assignments written out and gave them a timeline. 8:00 Math, 8:30 Spelling....You get the picture. Very little arguing, and it was all done in a timely manner.
Today, there was no timeline, no written schedule and complaints and weaping were the norm. Hmmm....guess what I need to do from now on.
Now, I know some of you don't like a schedule, but it works for me!
Also, if you have a baby that insists on being held, then get a Maya wrap. It is a wonderful thing, and they transfer very easily to a crib once they've been walked to sleep.
In Which I Start a Blog
This is the post in which I try to start a blog. It may not be interesting to anyone but me and maybe my mom, but it might help me remember my life better.
Today I was sick. But it ended up being a perfect day for it. It got cloudy. The baby woke and was content to nurse on the couch and then fell back asleep. (Boring, I know.) Hubby took L w/ him to work. S & W chilled in the basement and E-girl went to meet her newest girl cousin.
Alright, I'm going to bed. Let's just see if this works, and I'll get more creative later - when my laptop gets fixed. I need to think of something clever to say.
Night!
Today I was sick. But it ended up being a perfect day for it. It got cloudy. The baby woke and was content to nurse on the couch and then fell back asleep. (Boring, I know.) Hubby took L w/ him to work. S & W chilled in the basement and E-girl went to meet her newest girl cousin.
Alright, I'm going to bed. Let's just see if this works, and I'll get more creative later - when my laptop gets fixed. I need to think of something clever to say.
Night!
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