So I had this GREAT idea. Well, I thought it was great. Overall, it wasn't terrible but I was asked this question twice this evening. How was the game?
I decided to take the boys to the Twins game today. It was a day game. We had nothing going on. I called my brother and his family and they agreed to join us. So there we were, 3 adults, 5 kids. Outnumbered! I am surprised the craziness that we made was not worthy of the big screen at the dome. So add to the people count....3 dome dogs and chips, one brat, 2 pretzels with cheese, one coke, one diet coke, one sprite, one water, one slushy thing, 2 sippy cups, fishy crackers, granola bars, baby food, cereal bar, crying baby, sleeping baby (first time he has slept in my arms since he was just a tiny baby, I LOVE PETER), and so on and so forth.
Noah really likes baseball right now (has to be cheaper than hockey) and I felt bad that I could not give him my undivided attention. He wanted to know all that was going on. I answered when I could. He couldn't find Joe Mauer and was distraught. He was so upset he didn't get a souvenir. How could we dare go to the dome without leaving with one?!!?! Seriously, what kind of Mom am I anyways?!??!?!?! I LOVE NOAH!
That is why I say "there was a baseball game?"
But...the boys will remember, well at least Noah will. The boys looked GREAT in their outfits. They enjoyed seeing their cousins and uncle/aunt. They also got to see their Gpa Tom. He works the parking lot at the dome. He parked us. He let Noah drive the golf cart (and we survived!). He got us a food coupon. He is always SO generous!!!! He always wants us to go in and then just sit in general admission without a ticket. I always tell him I can't handle that amount of stress in my life.
So yes there was a baseball game. And I am SO glad I was there with my boys! I LOVE YOU muchly, tons, forever, foralways...
How Sweet It Is!!!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Unconditional Love!
When I think of how I love, no matter who it is, how I met you, how we are now, how we will be tomorrow, I often think of this song. I first heard it at the end of a movie that I saw with Laura. It makes me cry every time I hear it. Whether I think of Laura. Whether I am hanging with Noah and Peter. Whether I am thinking of others that my heart desires.......I love this song.
What A Wonderful World (Louis Armstrong-George Weiss-Bob Thiele)
I see trees of green, red roses too, I see them bloom for me and you, And I think to myself, what a Wonderful World. I see skies of blue and clouds of white, the dark sacred night, and I think to myself, what a Wonderful World. The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky, are also on the faces of people going by, I see friends shakin' hands, saying "how do you do?", They're really saying, "I Love You". I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than I'll ever know. And I think to myself, what a Wonderful World. Yeah, I think to myself, what a Wonderful World.
What a Wonderful World! Thank You God!
How Sweet It Is!!!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Peace....
Who knew that the two little lives that regularly cause you stress can you bring you so much peace at the same time?
On a daily basis you can find me running around our house playing with 5-year-old toys, playing with 9-month-old toys, bottles, diapers, working with Noah to get him up and ready for the day and then down for the night, laundry, cleaning, yard work, bike riding, having friends over, running errands.
On a daily basis you can find me re-directing, doesn't that sound better than yelling? So actually I am sure there are a few occassions that I yell. Actually, a friend today laughed when I yelled at Noah to not yell. I am laughing as I write that. But what Mom (or any parent for that matter) not yell at their kids once in a while. I try really hard to not make it a daily occurence. Life is too short for that. But daily it happens.
Today. Well actually this evening. The baby did not want to go to sleep. I tried to lay him down and he just talked and his talking just turned into crying. The friends had all walked home for the night. Noah needed to wind down. So I grabbed the baby and Noah and we just layed down in the grass by the "camp fire". I was on my side, facing them, and we just layed there. Noah talked to Peter. Peter talked to Noah. I talked to the both of them. I just watched them as the sun was setting to our West. It was pure Peace. Just us. Just putting it all aside. Just enjoying each other and I am so thankful that I slowed down and did what really mattered.
I need to remember to do this more often.
How Sweet It Is!!!
On a daily basis you can find me running around our house playing with 5-year-old toys, playing with 9-month-old toys, bottles, diapers, working with Noah to get him up and ready for the day and then down for the night, laundry, cleaning, yard work, bike riding, having friends over, running errands.
On a daily basis you can find me re-directing, doesn't that sound better than yelling? So actually I am sure there are a few occassions that I yell. Actually, a friend today laughed when I yelled at Noah to not yell. I am laughing as I write that. But what Mom (or any parent for that matter) not yell at their kids once in a while. I try really hard to not make it a daily occurence. Life is too short for that. But daily it happens.
Today. Well actually this evening. The baby did not want to go to sleep. I tried to lay him down and he just talked and his talking just turned into crying. The friends had all walked home for the night. Noah needed to wind down. So I grabbed the baby and Noah and we just layed down in the grass by the "camp fire". I was on my side, facing them, and we just layed there. Noah talked to Peter. Peter talked to Noah. I talked to the both of them. I just watched them as the sun was setting to our West. It was pure Peace. Just us. Just putting it all aside. Just enjoying each other and I am so thankful that I slowed down and did what really mattered.
I need to remember to do this more often.
How Sweet It Is!!!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
GREAT Clips!
So I had the pleasure of observing my son, Noah, get his hairs cut tonight. We get them done at Great Clips. I am cheap. My hair is short, and really anyone could cut it. Noah's hair is short, cute, and seriously, anyone could cut his hair too. So we go to there. They do a great job. The like us and we have 2-3 people that we feel comfortable going to.
So as I sat in the chair getting my hairs cut I got to watch Noah in the mirrors.
First of all he is ADORABLE! He is 5. He is getting SO big!! Did I say he was adorable?!!?!? Oops! :) He has blonde hair. Light brown eyes. Beautiful skin. And he is just damn cute!
The wonderful thing about Noah is that he talks and talks and talks. Still NO idea where he gets this from but he does! I LOVE that he talks and talks and talks. Most people enjoy conversations with him because, like with most kids, you just never know where he is going to take you. So he sat in the chair, acting all big and looking as adorable as ever. He tries so hard to have a big kid conversation with the hair stylist. He is often confused and concerned when he sees other kids cry while getting their hair cut. He really enjoys haircuts! So he went on about his tattoo on his arm and proudly showed it to her and then told her about his Dad's. Then he went on to tell her about the story his Auntie Bekka told him tonight (she was with for the haircuts) which was about her seeing a man pulled over by police and that when he got out of the car he was only wearing his underware.
The part I loved the most was when Noah realized that I was watching him through the mirror. He then kept checking the mirror to see what I was doing and would get a HUGE grin!
Did I say he is ADORABLE?!!?
How Sweet It Is!
So as I sat in the chair getting my hairs cut I got to watch Noah in the mirrors.
First of all he is ADORABLE! He is 5. He is getting SO big!! Did I say he was adorable?!!?!? Oops! :) He has blonde hair. Light brown eyes. Beautiful skin. And he is just damn cute!
The wonderful thing about Noah is that he talks and talks and talks. Still NO idea where he gets this from but he does! I LOVE that he talks and talks and talks. Most people enjoy conversations with him because, like with most kids, you just never know where he is going to take you. So he sat in the chair, acting all big and looking as adorable as ever. He tries so hard to have a big kid conversation with the hair stylist. He is often confused and concerned when he sees other kids cry while getting their hair cut. He really enjoys haircuts! So he went on about his tattoo on his arm and proudly showed it to her and then told her about his Dad's. Then he went on to tell her about the story his Auntie Bekka told him tonight (she was with for the haircuts) which was about her seeing a man pulled over by police and that when he got out of the car he was only wearing his underware.
The part I loved the most was when Noah realized that I was watching him through the mirror. He then kept checking the mirror to see what I was doing and would get a HUGE grin!
Did I say he is ADORABLE?!!?
How Sweet It Is!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
I Am So THAT Mom!!!
It is picture day at the Tague's. I have been a FREAK about pictures since the beginning of time and then decided that the lives of our boys needed to be documented as much as possible as neither of their parents have (my definition) of a ton of pictures.
The FREAK part of all of this...
For the most part, the boys' pictures are taken "on the day", so if it is their 1 year photo by God it corresponds with their actual birth date. I know. And...they have been taken at birth, 1 month, 3 months, 6 months, 9 months, 1 year, 18 months, and then just annually from there. We have done pictures with Gparents, parents, brothers, Dad's football stuff, favorite bears, Birthday Party Themed Outfits, you name it, and I have done it! I LOVE PICTURES!!!
So today Peter is 9 months old!!! I have NO idea how this happened. But it did. WOW! So pictures are scheduled for 4:00 today. Noah turned 5 (a few weeks back) and I did not want to drag them to Target twice so decided that Noah would have to deal with his picture taken 18 days late. So today we did photos of each of the boys and then threw in Gpa Tom and Dad. They were all sporting whatever Vikings attire they had. Peter was wearing the exact outfit Noah did at 6 months and had Dad's helmet and football from High School! Seriously the photos are AWESOME!!!!
I love that I am THAT FREAKY MOM!!
How Sweet It Is!!!
The FREAK part of all of this...
For the most part, the boys' pictures are taken "on the day", so if it is their 1 year photo by God it corresponds with their actual birth date. I know. And...they have been taken at birth, 1 month, 3 months, 6 months, 9 months, 1 year, 18 months, and then just annually from there. We have done pictures with Gparents, parents, brothers, Dad's football stuff, favorite bears, Birthday Party Themed Outfits, you name it, and I have done it! I LOVE PICTURES!!!
So today Peter is 9 months old!!! I have NO idea how this happened. But it did. WOW! So pictures are scheduled for 4:00 today. Noah turned 5 (a few weeks back) and I did not want to drag them to Target twice so decided that Noah would have to deal with his picture taken 18 days late. So today we did photos of each of the boys and then threw in Gpa Tom and Dad. They were all sporting whatever Vikings attire they had. Peter was wearing the exact outfit Noah did at 6 months and had Dad's helmet and football from High School! Seriously the photos are AWESOME!!!!
I love that I am THAT FREAKY MOM!!
How Sweet It Is!!!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Just Mom and Peter!!!
So Noah left at 5:30 or so with Gma CMO!! They are doing an overnight at her house. First though it will include a visit to Jeffs place (Noah is VERY curious about where he lives and why he DOES NOT live with his Gma!), dinner at their favorite bar (somewhere in Hopkins I believe), playing lego guys, watching the Twins and finally sleep! Tomorow AM will be breakfast, gardening and then going to see Dora Live. Home by 3:30.
So what does Mom do with just PT?
The house is VERY quiet. Almost scarry. My ears are ringing.....maybe because they are adjusting to this new sound. QUIET.
So PT ate dinner and for dessert got an Oreo Cakester!! He thought it was yummy and tried to jam the whole thing in his mouth! If i could figure out how to put a picture in the post I would. It was that cute! Then we both went in the tub! I threw on a suit (SHIT summer is almost here!) and climbed in. PT just stared. Not quite sure what to think about Mom in the tub. Let me tell you I am better than POOPIN IN THE TUB and I was SO glad that did not happen! We splashed and blew bubbles and just hung out. Then PJ time, books, and he went to bed early.
I LOVE MY BABY SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!
God Bless You PT!
How Sweet You Are!!!!!
So what does Mom do with just PT?
The house is VERY quiet. Almost scarry. My ears are ringing.....maybe because they are adjusting to this new sound. QUIET.
So PT ate dinner and for dessert got an Oreo Cakester!! He thought it was yummy and tried to jam the whole thing in his mouth! If i could figure out how to put a picture in the post I would. It was that cute! Then we both went in the tub! I threw on a suit (SHIT summer is almost here!) and climbed in. PT just stared. Not quite sure what to think about Mom in the tub. Let me tell you I am better than POOPIN IN THE TUB and I was SO glad that did not happen! We splashed and blew bubbles and just hung out. Then PJ time, books, and he went to bed early.
I LOVE MY BABY SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!
God Bless You PT!
How Sweet You Are!!!!!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Merry-Go-Round!!!
So tonight Noah wanted to walk to the park. Not ride his bike. Not scooter. Not go in the stroller with his brother. Just walk. At first it was the "ECFE" park and then we agreed on the "river" park. In my head it was closer.
Explanation...all parks in Hutchinson have a name "Elks Park, VFW, Roberts" etc. Not sure who/what/where/when/why/how but we started naming them other things. I know more parks in Hutchinson by the names we gave them.
Here are a few:
The Orange Park (Noahs ALL TIME fav!). I have NEVER been able to figure out why he LOVES this park but he does. He wants to go there ALL THE TIME! Maybe I will ask him what he likes about it. Good thought to have.
The Blue Park
The New Blue Park
The Pink Park
The ECFE Park
The River Park
The Purple Dinosaur Park
The Park where Neal played baseball
The Park by the campground
We could go on and on. We have a lot of parks here. That is why I LOVE here!
So most parks are named by the group that raised money to build them or after someone, maybe the location etc. We have mostly named them by the color of the play equipment and others by location. Sometimes the color is only one piece of play equipment and others are the whole thing. Either way, I LOVE the names we have come up with. When someone asks to meet at a park, they will use the names, and I will have to describe what they look like to make sure that we will show up at the same one!
Back to tonight. I usually do not like Roberts park. In theory it shouldn't be a "bad" park. But it is near the river, it is by the softball fields, and it is set back from the road so kids "use" the park (if you know what I mean), we DO NOT dig in the sand at this park. We stick to the equipment and then sanitize!!!! I have found things in the sand. GROSS!!!!!!
The River Park (Roberts Park) has a Merry-G0-Round!! Noah LOVES them. He goes round and round and round and round and round. Tonight we put Peter on the Merry-G0-Round and he liked it. Noah wanted to go faster so informed me that Peter no longer liked it and I needed to take him off.
So we walked to and from the River/Roberts park. The night was warm. No wind. We can all enjoy our time outside, even Peter!
Life is like a Merry-Go-Round. It goes round and round and round. Sometimes slow and sometimes fast. But it keeps going whether we want it to or not.
How Sweet It Is!!!
Explanation...all parks in Hutchinson have a name "Elks Park, VFW, Roberts" etc. Not sure who/what/where/when/why/how but we started naming them other things. I know more parks in Hutchinson by the names we gave them.
Here are a few:
The Orange Park (Noahs ALL TIME fav!). I have NEVER been able to figure out why he LOVES this park but he does. He wants to go there ALL THE TIME! Maybe I will ask him what he likes about it. Good thought to have.
The Blue Park
The New Blue Park
The Pink Park
The ECFE Park
The River Park
The Purple Dinosaur Park
The Park where Neal played baseball
The Park by the campground
We could go on and on. We have a lot of parks here. That is why I LOVE here!
So most parks are named by the group that raised money to build them or after someone, maybe the location etc. We have mostly named them by the color of the play equipment and others by location. Sometimes the color is only one piece of play equipment and others are the whole thing. Either way, I LOVE the names we have come up with. When someone asks to meet at a park, they will use the names, and I will have to describe what they look like to make sure that we will show up at the same one!
Back to tonight. I usually do not like Roberts park. In theory it shouldn't be a "bad" park. But it is near the river, it is by the softball fields, and it is set back from the road so kids "use" the park (if you know what I mean), we DO NOT dig in the sand at this park. We stick to the equipment and then sanitize!!!! I have found things in the sand. GROSS!!!!!!
The River Park (Roberts Park) has a Merry-G0-Round!! Noah LOVES them. He goes round and round and round and round and round. Tonight we put Peter on the Merry-G0-Round and he liked it. Noah wanted to go faster so informed me that Peter no longer liked it and I needed to take him off.
So we walked to and from the River/Roberts park. The night was warm. No wind. We can all enjoy our time outside, even Peter!
Life is like a Merry-Go-Round. It goes round and round and round. Sometimes slow and sometimes fast. But it keeps going whether we want it to or not.
How Sweet It Is!!!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
A Night Of Crawling And Marching
Peter CRAWLED and I mean made it from the TV in the living room to the kitchen! It is a lot of working lugging that cute little bod around so he took a few breaks but he MADE it!!!! Woo Hoo!!! Had to call Dad and share the news, Noah crawled while Dad was at work one day too....sucks. Either way, exciting! He has been moving a little bit over the last few days but this was some distance!! Way To Go PT!
The MARCHING BAND is back in our neighborhood. They practice here. Noah LOVES it! Seriously the kid is a FREAK about Tuba's. We have no idea why Tuba's but he just plane loves them!!!! LOVES the Tuba! Last year the band director spoke to him, pulled a tuba player out of formation so Noah could touch it (the tuba, let's keep it clean!). Huge impact on the kid as he recalled the event today and wondered if the director would remember him etc. etc. Seriously. The tuba? What does one do with the tuba?!!?!?!? Some day I am sure I will know and so I will be getting back to you on that one!
Oh yeah, more on Marching Bands. So their practice includes the neighborhood kids (and their freakishly weird parents) following them around as they practice. This has been done in van, on foot, by bike, by stroller etc. etc.
We LOVE marching band season but NOT nearly as much as combine season!! What happened to the lable of Spring and Fall?!?!?!!?
How Sweet It Is!!!!!!
The MARCHING BAND is back in our neighborhood. They practice here. Noah LOVES it! Seriously the kid is a FREAK about Tuba's. We have no idea why Tuba's but he just plane loves them!!!! LOVES the Tuba! Last year the band director spoke to him, pulled a tuba player out of formation so Noah could touch it (the tuba, let's keep it clean!). Huge impact on the kid as he recalled the event today and wondered if the director would remember him etc. etc. Seriously. The tuba? What does one do with the tuba?!!?!?!? Some day I am sure I will know and so I will be getting back to you on that one!
Oh yeah, more on Marching Bands. So their practice includes the neighborhood kids (and their freakishly weird parents) following them around as they practice. This has been done in van, on foot, by bike, by stroller etc. etc.
We LOVE marching band season but NOT nearly as much as combine season!! What happened to the lable of Spring and Fall?!?!?!!?
How Sweet It Is!!!!!!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
I Had A Bad Day....
Isn't that a song from Alvin and the Chipmunks?!?! I should know, Noah LOVES that movie! Noah says "Alvin toots on Dave" he he he ha ha ha ho ho ho.........
If I knew the lyrics to the song I would just write them. But that would require that I learn how to navigate the internet more and find the song lyrics and I just plain don't want to learn that much. I know, I should, I will have to teach the boys some day.......but for now, no thanks. I like that I can't do much on the internet!
Was the bad day one particular thing? NO. Was it everything? YES. Poor kids. They got the worst of Mom today. SORRY guys!!!!! I gave you what I had. It sucked. I have had better days and some day I will again. For now, just bear with me. I can't promise much but I can promise that I will try and not repeat my bad day.
We do anticipate tomorrow. It is Noah's LAST and I mean LAST ECFE class. He is SO excited! Mom will make a come back and do something special to acknowledge that he has been doing this for almost 5 years and now that he is 5 and heading off to Kindergarten he can no longer go, although I think he would go forever if he could! Now he says "I can only go to the sibling room" because Peter will go to "school" for several more years!!
So tonight I need to plan for the speical tomorrow.....
How Sweet It Is!!!
If I knew the lyrics to the song I would just write them. But that would require that I learn how to navigate the internet more and find the song lyrics and I just plain don't want to learn that much. I know, I should, I will have to teach the boys some day.......but for now, no thanks. I like that I can't do much on the internet!
Was the bad day one particular thing? NO. Was it everything? YES. Poor kids. They got the worst of Mom today. SORRY guys!!!!! I gave you what I had. It sucked. I have had better days and some day I will again. For now, just bear with me. I can't promise much but I can promise that I will try and not repeat my bad day.
We do anticipate tomorrow. It is Noah's LAST and I mean LAST ECFE class. He is SO excited! Mom will make a come back and do something special to acknowledge that he has been doing this for almost 5 years and now that he is 5 and heading off to Kindergarten he can no longer go, although I think he would go forever if he could! Now he says "I can only go to the sibling room" because Peter will go to "school" for several more years!!
So tonight I need to plan for the speical tomorrow.....
How Sweet It Is!!!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Mom's "Special" Day!!!
Mom. That's me at our house. So I have been asked several times today if I had a "special" day. I laugh outloud as I write that because "special" took on a whole new meaning today. Sure it was special in the up at 4:30 AM, 2 1/2 hour drive, diarrhea from baby, baby has a fever all day, more diarrhea, 5-year-old rocks sort of way. Read on......or opt out now.
So we got up this AM and left CMO's (That would be bio Mom's nickname given to her by I am not sure who, but I like it and have started to use it) house after a fun-filled evening of eating, drinking, fire, etc. Didn't sleep well at all. Stress, anxiety, too much wine, didn't take my meds because of the wine, or the fact that the baby slept in the room, not sure which, but either way, did not sleep well. So just got up between 4:00 and 4:30 and started loading the van, CMO got up and helped (THANKS), fed baby and loaded kids in the van. Do we call the day "Special". Not yet.
A very uneventful 2 1/2 hours later (THANK GOD) we arrive at Gma Daun and Bampas FARM. We LOVE the farm. Afterall Noah is a farmer and on the way home he informed me "farming is my most important job, well after firefighting, and being a big brother". So the farm it is. Back up. I am remembering that the drive might not have been so uneventful. 30 minutes from arriving Noah and I noticed a smell but since it is farming season and there is poop spreading we thought it was that. Forward. Back at the farm and my Mom says (after we had been there 20 minutes) "Heidi I think we should change the baby". First episode of the diaper I wish I hadn't found!!! The day is good. We talk, we eat, I took 2 naps, the kids behaved, Peter ran a fever but did o.k., Noah rode the 4-wheeler with Bampa, we went to the park. You could say it was a good day. Not sure I would define it as "special". Yet.
We leave the farm about 10 hours later. I am tired, Noah is tired, and Peter has decided to be crabby. I think, GREAT, sleep will happen. Noah falls asleep before we hit town. Peter not so much. 50 minutes into the drive he starts to fuss, cry, complain. So next time I realize that I will listen to Noah when he says "Mom Peter is poopin". So I used to think that "poopin in the tub" was bad, "poopin in the van" worse. I take him out of his seat, thinking I will foolishly just feed him a bottle. Oh hell no. Poop all over the front of him. Soaked through only PJ's I have (the others had been puked on the night before and were still at CMO's). Noah is dead asleep and during the 40 minutes it took me to change Peter, clean up Peter (and myself), and then feed Peter, he somehow managed to stay asleep. Thank GOD! Still not sure it is "special". Yet.
We manage to get ourselves home and get Peter to bed. By this time another 3 1/2 hours has passed. Peter was crying. I was almost crying. Noah was crying because he was EXHAUSTED!
It is 9:30 and Noah has decided that we need to do something "special". You guessed it. This is where the "special" part of my day comes. He and CMO (his Gma Cathy) and Auntie Bekka (she has paid him big bucks to call he that forever and I will make sure that he does!) did a surprise a few weeks back. Noah was instructed to hide surprise in the house, and he did. We took it out this evening. SPECIAL took on a whole new meaning tonight. I proceeded to open my Mother's Day gift (2nd set of gifts, first Dad helped with and I got outside flowers, card, and a Paula Dean magazine!!!!! :) ). I got lotion for my feet (they are UGLY). Lip gloss for my lips (not sure if they are ugly but Noah thought they were very pretty when I put it on). Chocolate (we each took a Mommy size bite). A card that Noah recorded "Happy Mother's Day" on. He then proceeded to tell me he did not want to say that and would have rather sang....hmmmm. A shower spongey thing. He pointed out that part of it is "rough" and part is "smoothe", he preferred the smoothe part. The reddist (not sure that is even a word) polish for my toes!
Then there was a tiny bag. I opened it and there was a tiny heart that simply says "Mom", on a tiny chain. The saying attached to it says "In my heart I remember every hug you game me", I believe the small letters on the back of the heart say the same thing.
"Special"? You better believe it. Tears? Like Niagara Falls! Noah looks at me, he had started crying as well and asks why I was crying. And I said because this is the best little heart I have ever been given and I can't wait to wear it. Can I wear it now Noah? Yeah but don't choke in your sleep Mom.
Need I say more?
SPECIAL day? Finally!
How Sweet It Is!!!
....now it got even better. The furnace is not working. I realize it is not really cold, but it is only 62 in the house. SHIT! Diarrhea! Whatever. I will just try not to choke on my heart and try and remember how special today is and deal with the SHIT tomorrow.
So we got up this AM and left CMO's (That would be bio Mom's nickname given to her by I am not sure who, but I like it and have started to use it) house after a fun-filled evening of eating, drinking, fire, etc. Didn't sleep well at all. Stress, anxiety, too much wine, didn't take my meds because of the wine, or the fact that the baby slept in the room, not sure which, but either way, did not sleep well. So just got up between 4:00 and 4:30 and started loading the van, CMO got up and helped (THANKS), fed baby and loaded kids in the van. Do we call the day "Special". Not yet.
A very uneventful 2 1/2 hours later (THANK GOD) we arrive at Gma Daun and Bampas FARM. We LOVE the farm. Afterall Noah is a farmer and on the way home he informed me "farming is my most important job, well after firefighting, and being a big brother". So the farm it is. Back up. I am remembering that the drive might not have been so uneventful. 30 minutes from arriving Noah and I noticed a smell but since it is farming season and there is poop spreading we thought it was that. Forward. Back at the farm and my Mom says (after we had been there 20 minutes) "Heidi I think we should change the baby". First episode of the diaper I wish I hadn't found!!! The day is good. We talk, we eat, I took 2 naps, the kids behaved, Peter ran a fever but did o.k., Noah rode the 4-wheeler with Bampa, we went to the park. You could say it was a good day. Not sure I would define it as "special". Yet.
We leave the farm about 10 hours later. I am tired, Noah is tired, and Peter has decided to be crabby. I think, GREAT, sleep will happen. Noah falls asleep before we hit town. Peter not so much. 50 minutes into the drive he starts to fuss, cry, complain. So next time I realize that I will listen to Noah when he says "Mom Peter is poopin". So I used to think that "poopin in the tub" was bad, "poopin in the van" worse. I take him out of his seat, thinking I will foolishly just feed him a bottle. Oh hell no. Poop all over the front of him. Soaked through only PJ's I have (the others had been puked on the night before and were still at CMO's). Noah is dead asleep and during the 40 minutes it took me to change Peter, clean up Peter (and myself), and then feed Peter, he somehow managed to stay asleep. Thank GOD! Still not sure it is "special". Yet.
We manage to get ourselves home and get Peter to bed. By this time another 3 1/2 hours has passed. Peter was crying. I was almost crying. Noah was crying because he was EXHAUSTED!
It is 9:30 and Noah has decided that we need to do something "special". You guessed it. This is where the "special" part of my day comes. He and CMO (his Gma Cathy) and Auntie Bekka (she has paid him big bucks to call he that forever and I will make sure that he does!) did a surprise a few weeks back. Noah was instructed to hide surprise in the house, and he did. We took it out this evening. SPECIAL took on a whole new meaning tonight. I proceeded to open my Mother's Day gift (2nd set of gifts, first Dad helped with and I got outside flowers, card, and a Paula Dean magazine!!!!! :) ). I got lotion for my feet (they are UGLY). Lip gloss for my lips (not sure if they are ugly but Noah thought they were very pretty when I put it on). Chocolate (we each took a Mommy size bite). A card that Noah recorded "Happy Mother's Day" on. He then proceeded to tell me he did not want to say that and would have rather sang....hmmmm. A shower spongey thing. He pointed out that part of it is "rough" and part is "smoothe", he preferred the smoothe part. The reddist (not sure that is even a word) polish for my toes!
Then there was a tiny bag. I opened it and there was a tiny heart that simply says "Mom", on a tiny chain. The saying attached to it says "In my heart I remember every hug you game me", I believe the small letters on the back of the heart say the same thing.
"Special"? You better believe it. Tears? Like Niagara Falls! Noah looks at me, he had started crying as well and asks why I was crying. And I said because this is the best little heart I have ever been given and I can't wait to wear it. Can I wear it now Noah? Yeah but don't choke in your sleep Mom.
Need I say more?
SPECIAL day? Finally!
How Sweet It Is!!!
....now it got even better. The furnace is not working. I realize it is not really cold, but it is only 62 in the house. SHIT! Diarrhea! Whatever. I will just try not to choke on my heart and try and remember how special today is and deal with the SHIT tomorrow.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Mom Can I Have A Hug And A Kiss?
Blogging was not going to occur today, I am in a funk, was just going to hide in the blankets and be miserable......but this happened.
So it is almost 9:45. Noah went to bed at 8:30 or so and about 20 minutes ago he walks into the room and says "Mom can I have a hug and a kiss"? How does one pass that up? Of course you can Noah. Hug and kiss occur. Then I tell him that I will come in his room and crawl into bed with him once he is asleep and give him more hugs and he says "not if I do it first". It is moments like this that make it possible to get through each day and they give you the ability to get up and do it again. It wipes out all the crap that happened earlier and it makes all that crap worth it.
Side Note: Peter has pink eye and it is so sad. His little eyes are all puffy, red, and goopy. Mom does not like this and just wants to hold him all night but he is "contagious" and then I would have to wash myself a thousand times so will refrain. Wait for the drops to kick in and then I can do the holding.
I can still say...........
How Sweet It Is!!!
So it is almost 9:45. Noah went to bed at 8:30 or so and about 20 minutes ago he walks into the room and says "Mom can I have a hug and a kiss"? How does one pass that up? Of course you can Noah. Hug and kiss occur. Then I tell him that I will come in his room and crawl into bed with him once he is asleep and give him more hugs and he says "not if I do it first". It is moments like this that make it possible to get through each day and they give you the ability to get up and do it again. It wipes out all the crap that happened earlier and it makes all that crap worth it.
Side Note: Peter has pink eye and it is so sad. His little eyes are all puffy, red, and goopy. Mom does not like this and just wants to hold him all night but he is "contagious" and then I would have to wash myself a thousand times so will refrain. Wait for the drops to kick in and then I can do the holding.
I can still say...........
How Sweet It Is!!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
A List Of Questions From ECFE
So writing early. We just got back from ECFE. Noah's class. Peter is wiped out as he has been up since 10:30 and Noah just wanted to play in the basement and I really just wanted a nap. Well those of you who know me know I RARELY will nap but laying here is my version of one.
At ECFE Cindy (our parent teacher) shared with us a list of questions that her daughter asked her on the phone last night. She shared them with us as Mother's Day is approaching. She reminded us today that we are the most important people in the lives of our children and that our heart strings are so entangled that they will never come a part. She made some of us tear up. I plan to ask my Mom these questions on the phone tonight. But I thought I would answer them for Noah and Peter to the best of my ability today.
What's the one thing you would have done differently as a Mom?
Not perfect. But the Mom gig is still new to me, been doin it for 5 years. Is there one thing that stands out in my head as the one thing I would have done differently, or should have done differently? Not yet. Is there a list of a million little things, OMG YES!!!!
Why did you choose to be with my father?
That is easy to answer. I have always told you that Daddy is the first love of my life and because of the love I have for him I was able to have the two of you. Noah is the 2nd love of my life and Peter the third, the order is irrelevant, because the love for all three of you is overwhelming to me. So now the why part. First of all I noticed how handsome your Dad was back in 1996. His eyes, his smile, his build. I found him very attractive. And in 2009 I still see him that way. Then I got to know your Dad and built a friendship with him. I felt safe with him. I felt like I could tell him anything and everything. I have so much fun with your Dad. He makes me laugh. Your Dad is caring, considerate, compassionate, smart like no one else I know, dedicated, loving. Your Dad had surprises. Your Dad always encouraged me and believed in me. Your Dad was the balance in my life. Your Dad took care of me. Supportive. People like him. Your Dad loved me like I never thought I would be loved. I knew your Dad would make a good Dad, whenever that happened and he did!!!
In what ways do you think I'm like you?
Noah you have my intuition, my sensitivity, my emotions, my inquisitiveness, my enthusiasm, my heart, my compassion, my I don't want to miss a thing attitude about life, my interest in people, you are my extrovert!
Peter you are small but I can see you have my energy, my eyes, my playfulness, my I don't want to miss a thing attitude about life, my ability to genuinely love someone (especially your brother).
Which one of us kids did/do you like best?
You are both my favorites! I love you, like you, cherish you, love love love you both with every ounce of my being. So I could honestly never like you the same. I like you for different reasons. Noah you are my first and will always have a little something special because of that. I went through a lot of things with you first, I learned a lot from you on how I wanted to be a Mom, you taught me a lot and you taught me well! Noah I held/hold you a lot and kiss/kissed you a lot because you were my first. Peter you will benefit from what I learned from Noah. You are my last and will always have a little something special because of that. I hold you a little longer and kisss you a little more because you are my last baby.
You truly are both my favorites!!! I LOVE having boys!!!
Is there anything you have always wanted to tell me but never have?
THANKS!!! I thank God for the gift of being your Mom and I thank you two too! Thanks Thanks Thanks! Regardless of where you go in life, how hard it is along the way, the choices you make that I don't agree with, you are always my boys, my loves, my life, and I will always always always love love love you. I will always say THANKS for letting me be your Mom!
Do you think it's easier or harder to be a mother now than when you were raising our family?
I will get back to you on that one! Call me some day when you are boys are grown up and if you go down this wonderful path we will talk!
Is there anything you regret not having asked your parents?
Not that I am aware of because I am the type of person that will ask the question. My Mom always taught me to ask for what you want and if you don't get it you are no worse off than where you are currently at. So if I want to know something I tend to ask.
What's the best thing I can do for you right now?
Stay little. Seriously, I never want you to grow up. I know you will. I know I have no control of that. I know that you are both in a hurry to get there. But stay little. Slow down. Enjoy now. Life is wonderful and hard and all worth it but I just want you to stay little. So, I know you won't, but at least I asked!
Is there anything that you wish had been different between us-or that you would still like to change?
Not yet. So call me in 15 years and I am sure there will be something!
When did you realize that you were no longer a child?
I am not a child? I hope to always have part of me be a child. I suppose though it happened gradually. When I got married. When I bought our first house with your Dad. When at most holidays I no longer was at the kid table. When I had you and your brother. When my sister admires the person I have become and for some reason she hopes to have some of the same characteristics that I do. When my own children ask me questions and I realize that I am responsible for shaping their minds.
I am going to hang on to this list of questions and maybe some day one of you will call me or use whatever technology is out there and you will ask me these questions. I can't wait to see what the answers are. You are amazing people already!
How Sweet It Is!!!
At ECFE Cindy (our parent teacher) shared with us a list of questions that her daughter asked her on the phone last night. She shared them with us as Mother's Day is approaching. She reminded us today that we are the most important people in the lives of our children and that our heart strings are so entangled that they will never come a part. She made some of us tear up. I plan to ask my Mom these questions on the phone tonight. But I thought I would answer them for Noah and Peter to the best of my ability today.
What's the one thing you would have done differently as a Mom?
Not perfect. But the Mom gig is still new to me, been doin it for 5 years. Is there one thing that stands out in my head as the one thing I would have done differently, or should have done differently? Not yet. Is there a list of a million little things, OMG YES!!!!
Why did you choose to be with my father?
That is easy to answer. I have always told you that Daddy is the first love of my life and because of the love I have for him I was able to have the two of you. Noah is the 2nd love of my life and Peter the third, the order is irrelevant, because the love for all three of you is overwhelming to me. So now the why part. First of all I noticed how handsome your Dad was back in 1996. His eyes, his smile, his build. I found him very attractive. And in 2009 I still see him that way. Then I got to know your Dad and built a friendship with him. I felt safe with him. I felt like I could tell him anything and everything. I have so much fun with your Dad. He makes me laugh. Your Dad is caring, considerate, compassionate, smart like no one else I know, dedicated, loving. Your Dad had surprises. Your Dad always encouraged me and believed in me. Your Dad was the balance in my life. Your Dad took care of me. Supportive. People like him. Your Dad loved me like I never thought I would be loved. I knew your Dad would make a good Dad, whenever that happened and he did!!!
In what ways do you think I'm like you?
Noah you have my intuition, my sensitivity, my emotions, my inquisitiveness, my enthusiasm, my heart, my compassion, my I don't want to miss a thing attitude about life, my interest in people, you are my extrovert!
Peter you are small but I can see you have my energy, my eyes, my playfulness, my I don't want to miss a thing attitude about life, my ability to genuinely love someone (especially your brother).
Which one of us kids did/do you like best?
You are both my favorites! I love you, like you, cherish you, love love love you both with every ounce of my being. So I could honestly never like you the same. I like you for different reasons. Noah you are my first and will always have a little something special because of that. I went through a lot of things with you first, I learned a lot from you on how I wanted to be a Mom, you taught me a lot and you taught me well! Noah I held/hold you a lot and kiss/kissed you a lot because you were my first. Peter you will benefit from what I learned from Noah. You are my last and will always have a little something special because of that. I hold you a little longer and kisss you a little more because you are my last baby.
You truly are both my favorites!!! I LOVE having boys!!!
Is there anything you have always wanted to tell me but never have?
THANKS!!! I thank God for the gift of being your Mom and I thank you two too! Thanks Thanks Thanks! Regardless of where you go in life, how hard it is along the way, the choices you make that I don't agree with, you are always my boys, my loves, my life, and I will always always always love love love you. I will always say THANKS for letting me be your Mom!
Do you think it's easier or harder to be a mother now than when you were raising our family?
I will get back to you on that one! Call me some day when you are boys are grown up and if you go down this wonderful path we will talk!
Is there anything you regret not having asked your parents?
Not that I am aware of because I am the type of person that will ask the question. My Mom always taught me to ask for what you want and if you don't get it you are no worse off than where you are currently at. So if I want to know something I tend to ask.
What's the best thing I can do for you right now?
Stay little. Seriously, I never want you to grow up. I know you will. I know I have no control of that. I know that you are both in a hurry to get there. But stay little. Slow down. Enjoy now. Life is wonderful and hard and all worth it but I just want you to stay little. So, I know you won't, but at least I asked!
Is there anything that you wish had been different between us-or that you would still like to change?
Not yet. So call me in 15 years and I am sure there will be something!
When did you realize that you were no longer a child?
I am not a child? I hope to always have part of me be a child. I suppose though it happened gradually. When I got married. When I bought our first house with your Dad. When at most holidays I no longer was at the kid table. When I had you and your brother. When my sister admires the person I have become and for some reason she hopes to have some of the same characteristics that I do. When my own children ask me questions and I realize that I am responsible for shaping their minds.
I am going to hang on to this list of questions and maybe some day one of you will call me or use whatever technology is out there and you will ask me these questions. I can't wait to see what the answers are. You are amazing people already!
How Sweet It Is!!!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Poppie, Bampa, Grandpa this and that, Grandma this, that, the other and the other, GG, Great Grandma....
You name it and the boys have it. A LONG list of who's who under the term GRANDPARENT. Partly my fault. Well if we really want to put the blame somehwere it goes back to who birthed me, who tried to raise me, and then who finished raising me, and then who came back into my life, and then who I was fortunate enough to meet along the way. What does this say about me? Am I really too much to handle that God decided I needed this many PARENTS in my life?? Geez, sorry guys! Or was it because He knew that I could draw strength from each of them at different times in my life and that I would seriously NEED all of them at this time in my life. Did He really think that my kids needed this many? Yes He did and I think Noah, Peter and I LOVE that we have them all!
Short explanation:
The birthing part-Cathy and Greg-well really we all know Cathy did the hard part! (Yeah for how I got here and THANKS!!!!)-AKA-Gma Cathy (the sucker bringer Gma) and Gpa Greg
The first part of raising -Bob and Daun-and my brother Al who is 5 years older (Way to go and THANKS for picking me, my Mom said we were meant to be!)-AKA-Popppie (not sure who gave him that name but someone did along the way and we like it!) and Gma Daun (sometimes pronounced Gamma and she is the cookie/canning etc. Gma-always a treat!)
The second part of raising and a continuation for the first part-I got Shirley (Married my Dad-Bob and brought along her 4 kids who are fantastic and Mike married my Mom-Daun and he brought along his 2 kids which I add to my pile of Luck!)-Luck-luck-lucky to have them!!!!!-AKA-Bampa (I think our little cousin Allen gave him that name) and Gma Shirley (she is the stuff Gma, always always always has something for you when she comes!)
We meet again-jump ahead 20 years and those birthers-well I decided what the hell, let's meet up again and how AMAZING that has been! They also brought along these two things called siblings-biological-the jury is still out on how we feel about them!! :) You know I am KIDDING!
1996 I meet who would some day be the in-laws-they are just as GREAT as all the rest. Gma Carol is lovingly known as the brownie Gma and makes the BEST ones out there and Gpa Tom well he is Gpa Tom and TOO much fun!!!! At 70 he went down rocket him with Noah this Winter!!!! Need we say more?!?!?
2004-2006ish we meet "the Jeffs" as we so lovingly call them. They belong to two of the Grandma's and are pretty darn GOOD people if you ask me (and my kids). One Jeff belongs to Gma Carol (he has stuffed animals at his house, brings apples, and makes good dinners!) and the other Jeff belongs to Gma Cathy (he helps nurutre the 25 year old brain trapped inside the 5 year old head)
There are two Grandma's of mine left-Grandma Sparks (my Mom's Mom) and Grandma Mary (Cathy's Mom)-AKA-Great Gma Doris (Noah refers to her as the Gma who lives in AZ and that place where cactus grows) and GG (stole that nickname from a friend and it stuck for our family).
So how does my whacked out family tree have anything to do with my kids? I am supposed to blog about my kids right?!?!? Well tonight we are aniticpating a visit from Poppie and Gma Shirley. The kids LOVE Gparent visits and it doesn't matter if they have seen you every day or once a year, they love you all just the same. I find that AMAZING! My kids have never shyed away from any of them. They get what a Gparent is and does and they LOVE LOVE LOVE them ALL!!!!!!!!! You don't have to bring said treats that are referenced, but it does help, but really, just show up, listen, hangout, and you are in in in! Now if only my job was that easy?!!?!? The lives of my boys are better because you all take the time to be with them in your own special way, whether it is teaching them to fish, plant, cook, build, play, going to parks, sports, going to the Zoo, camping, deer watching, sledding, overnights, playing the piano, having them feed the dog, special toys at your houses just for them, the list is ENDLESS. THANKS!!!!
So I told Noah that Gma Shirley and Poppie would be coming on Tuesday and his first words were "Don't they have a birthday present for me"? Spoken like a TRUE 5-year-old!!
I hear that being a Gparent is in some ways better/different/ amazing/more wonderful then when you had your own babies. I find that hard to believe but in 30 years when I am there I will get back to you. For now I just sit back and truly enjoy watching my boys love and be loved by all the Gparents in their lives, no matter who you are, how you got here, how often you see them, you are all loved, appreciated, needed, and just really great!
How Sweet It Is!!!
Short explanation:
The birthing part-Cathy and Greg-well really we all know Cathy did the hard part! (Yeah for how I got here and THANKS!!!!)-AKA-Gma Cathy (the sucker bringer Gma) and Gpa Greg
The first part of raising -Bob and Daun-and my brother Al who is 5 years older (Way to go and THANKS for picking me, my Mom said we were meant to be!)-AKA-Popppie (not sure who gave him that name but someone did along the way and we like it!) and Gma Daun (sometimes pronounced Gamma and she is the cookie/canning etc. Gma-always a treat!)
The second part of raising and a continuation for the first part-I got Shirley (Married my Dad-Bob and brought along her 4 kids who are fantastic and Mike married my Mom-Daun and he brought along his 2 kids which I add to my pile of Luck!)-Luck-luck-lucky to have them!!!!!-AKA-Bampa (I think our little cousin Allen gave him that name) and Gma Shirley (she is the stuff Gma, always always always has something for you when she comes!)
We meet again-jump ahead 20 years and those birthers-well I decided what the hell, let's meet up again and how AMAZING that has been! They also brought along these two things called siblings-biological-the jury is still out on how we feel about them!! :) You know I am KIDDING!
1996 I meet who would some day be the in-laws-they are just as GREAT as all the rest. Gma Carol is lovingly known as the brownie Gma and makes the BEST ones out there and Gpa Tom well he is Gpa Tom and TOO much fun!!!! At 70 he went down rocket him with Noah this Winter!!!! Need we say more?!?!?
2004-2006ish we meet "the Jeffs" as we so lovingly call them. They belong to two of the Grandma's and are pretty darn GOOD people if you ask me (and my kids). One Jeff belongs to Gma Carol (he has stuffed animals at his house, brings apples, and makes good dinners!) and the other Jeff belongs to Gma Cathy (he helps nurutre the 25 year old brain trapped inside the 5 year old head)
There are two Grandma's of mine left-Grandma Sparks (my Mom's Mom) and Grandma Mary (Cathy's Mom)-AKA-Great Gma Doris (Noah refers to her as the Gma who lives in AZ and that place where cactus grows) and GG (stole that nickname from a friend and it stuck for our family).
So how does my whacked out family tree have anything to do with my kids? I am supposed to blog about my kids right?!?!? Well tonight we are aniticpating a visit from Poppie and Gma Shirley. The kids LOVE Gparent visits and it doesn't matter if they have seen you every day or once a year, they love you all just the same. I find that AMAZING! My kids have never shyed away from any of them. They get what a Gparent is and does and they LOVE LOVE LOVE them ALL!!!!!!!!! You don't have to bring said treats that are referenced, but it does help, but really, just show up, listen, hangout, and you are in in in! Now if only my job was that easy?!!?!? The lives of my boys are better because you all take the time to be with them in your own special way, whether it is teaching them to fish, plant, cook, build, play, going to parks, sports, going to the Zoo, camping, deer watching, sledding, overnights, playing the piano, having them feed the dog, special toys at your houses just for them, the list is ENDLESS. THANKS!!!!
So I told Noah that Gma Shirley and Poppie would be coming on Tuesday and his first words were "Don't they have a birthday present for me"? Spoken like a TRUE 5-year-old!!
I hear that being a Gparent is in some ways better/different/ amazing/more wonderful then when you had your own babies. I find that hard to believe but in 30 years when I am there I will get back to you. For now I just sit back and truly enjoy watching my boys love and be loved by all the Gparents in their lives, no matter who you are, how you got here, how often you see them, you are all loved, appreciated, needed, and just really great!
How Sweet It Is!!!
Monday, May 4, 2009
Things That Only He Does...
There are things at our house that I am just not good at. Only He is good at them. Dad-Daddy-Da-Da...
*Rip cord
*Underdogs
*Explaining baseball
*Reading stories in the silliest of voices
*Making body part noises
*Making the boys laugh at said noises
*Cuddling
*Throwing the flying disc frisbee thing onto the roof
*Staying longer at bed time
*Pretending to be a baby
*Wearing a used pinata on his head
*Cracking open the pinata
*Being silly while catching a football
*Making a walk an adventure
*Sneaking up on a boy on the slide at our house
This is why my boys LOVE LOVE LOVE their Dad, Daddy, Da-Da. This is why I LOVE LOVE LOVE Dad, Daddy, Da-Da. This is why our house would not be the same without him.
It is good that there are things that only he does. It is how we balance things. It is how we bring different things to our family and raising our children. The boys need the things that only he does and the Mom sure enjoys watching her boys, all of them, really enjoying each other, truly enjoying each other.
How Sweet It Is!!!
*Rip cord
*Underdogs
*Explaining baseball
*Reading stories in the silliest of voices
*Making body part noises
*Making the boys laugh at said noises
*Cuddling
*Throwing the flying disc frisbee thing onto the roof
*Staying longer at bed time
*Pretending to be a baby
*Wearing a used pinata on his head
*Cracking open the pinata
*Being silly while catching a football
*Making a walk an adventure
*Sneaking up on a boy on the slide at our house
This is why my boys LOVE LOVE LOVE their Dad, Daddy, Da-Da. This is why I LOVE LOVE LOVE Dad, Daddy, Da-Da. This is why our house would not be the same without him.
It is good that there are things that only he does. It is how we balance things. It is how we bring different things to our family and raising our children. The boys need the things that only he does and the Mom sure enjoys watching her boys, all of them, really enjoying each other, truly enjoying each other.
How Sweet It Is!!!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Sundays R Fundays!
At 6:15 Noah says "looks like morning to me Mom", I all but threatened his 5-year-old life and every toy in the house if he didn't go back to sleep....somehow it worked and I didn't see the whites of his eyes until 7. that is sleeping in to me! Thank God!
At 8:30 we were outside and ready to mow the lawn. Poor Peter has no idea what lawn mowing season is like. It means that he has to be patient with his Mom, because I LOVE and I mean really LOVE to mow the lawn. I hate to interrupted although given that there are two kids and a neighborhood full of people it is bound to happen. Eventually the task is finished. Then there was cleaning of the landscape, playing with Noah, napping for Peter, raking, more playing, trimming around sandbox etc.
At Noon Peter was up, we had lunch and biked to the store. Noah had a GREAT time biking and was very proud of himself for keeping up with me and not stopping unless we had to at corners (his line not mine). He loved biking. I had no idea. Now I really get why you see thousands of little boys and girls out there riding their bikes, they just love it, and they have more energy than 10 adults combined! Home for snack, playing and then a trip to the hardware store.
At 2:30 Peter was down for another nap. This time until 5!!! :) We loved it! We planted, played on the swing set, went to the neighbors, a neighbor thatched our yard (seriously, how did we luck out?!!?!?!? but THANKS!).
At 5:00 I talked to a dear dear friend and then we ate dinner.
At 6:00 we went for a walk because Noah wanted to pick up garbage. "I want to keep the earth clean and healthy Mom". He has been bugging me to do this for quite some time. I think he got the idea from something on TV, seeing the crews on the side of the road and because I have been known to pick up a thing or two on a walk. Again, sorry Noah, you get this weird shit from Mom! So I wouldn't let him do this without gloves on so he got out said "special gloves" and had to put on his blaze orange hat that Dad got him for $1. The hat was so "people could see me when I am bending over and I will stay safe". So we collected a bag of garbage. Noah wondered if we made God happy and I said I bet we did!
At 6:45 we, well I shoudl say Noah and Peter were, in the tub and there was NO POOPIN!! Poopin happened right before, Noah was thankful, but still enjoyed teasing me with one too many "code browns" shouted at the top of his lungs! Where does he get that from you ask? DAD!!!!
At 7:00 the weekly tradition of watching "House Building", really, Extreme Makeover Home Edition. He LOVES this. Not sure when we started this tradition but it seems like we have been watching this for a long time now.
At 8:00 we put together our Flat Stanley to send back to Max in Hudson. We had a lot of fun with Flat Stanley! Thanks Max!!! Hope he arrives at your school safe and sound. Noah wondered if he was "scared in the dark envelope" he then decided that the pictures we sent along would keep him from not being scared. I LOVE U Noah!!!
At 8:15 my ass was worn out from all the FunSunday.
How Sweet It Is!!!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Party At The Tague's...!!!!
I want my house to be that house! Where the boys and their friends gather. I don't care how many of them, I just want them all at my house. We can be the "fun house"! Whether it is to kick off a big game, or celebrate a birthday or just because. I want the boys to be able to have their friends want to be at our house. I imagine hoards of kids some day gathered in the basement. Watching movies (or whatever they are called then and hopefully we will have the latest technology), playing video games, just talking, playing board games (if they are still around), just hanging out. I imagine bowls of popcorn, other snacks, pop, and whatever else they drink that is not illegal for their current age. If the weather is good I imagine bonfires and other games in the yard, kids everywhere! I want kids to come to our house after school and do homework, have something to eat, come for dinner (I am sure we could always set the table for one or two more). I want to be carting them around from event to event (until they are at least 25!). I want that house.
So today starts our first of these "Party's". Now the laughing ensues as I realize today's party is for the 5-year-old. But hey, at least it's a start! Today we are starting with 8 4-to-5 year-olds. We will have snacks, games, juice, treat bags, cake/ice cream. But at least it's a start!!!
So I will finish this post, 24 hours later. I started writing on Saturday and then decided my computer was having technological difficulties when it was actually just me. Surprise Surprise! The wireless connection in the basement somehow was unplugged, either someone thought it was a funny trick or all the 4-5 years olds running around down there were the culprits?!!?!? I will never know. So Sunday night it is and I am finally finishing what I started writing yesterday.
The party was a success!!! Probably could have cut out 1/2 hour or so. Did not enjoy the birthday boy being upset that he didn't throw the football the farthest (thanks Dad for fixing that meltdown!) and then that led to him not wanting to do the race etc. etc. He is SO emotional (sorry Noah, you must get that from your Mom, I am REALLY sorry!!). But overall it was a success. We had impromptu games, playing inside and outside, snacks, cake, ice cream, presents, and movie watching.
4:00. Nap. Now I could write an entire post on the nap but I promised myself that I would really keep my blogging about the kids.........if I went to the nap then all of my emotional baggage would be out there on the WWW and I DO NOT want that! :)
I thought I would dread the kid birthday party gig, but not that bad and I could see doing it again. If we do it once does that mean we have to do it again? I should have answered that before the first party huh?!?!? I have so much to learn!
Happy Birthday Party Day Noah!
How Sweet It Is!
So today starts our first of these "Party's". Now the laughing ensues as I realize today's party is for the 5-year-old. But hey, at least it's a start! Today we are starting with 8 4-to-5 year-olds. We will have snacks, games, juice, treat bags, cake/ice cream. But at least it's a start!!!
So I will finish this post, 24 hours later. I started writing on Saturday and then decided my computer was having technological difficulties when it was actually just me. Surprise Surprise! The wireless connection in the basement somehow was unplugged, either someone thought it was a funny trick or all the 4-5 years olds running around down there were the culprits?!!?!? I will never know. So Sunday night it is and I am finally finishing what I started writing yesterday.
The party was a success!!! Probably could have cut out 1/2 hour or so. Did not enjoy the birthday boy being upset that he didn't throw the football the farthest (thanks Dad for fixing that meltdown!) and then that led to him not wanting to do the race etc. etc. He is SO emotional (sorry Noah, you must get that from your Mom, I am REALLY sorry!!). But overall it was a success. We had impromptu games, playing inside and outside, snacks, cake, ice cream, presents, and movie watching.
4:00. Nap. Now I could write an entire post on the nap but I promised myself that I would really keep my blogging about the kids.........if I went to the nap then all of my emotional baggage would be out there on the WWW and I DO NOT want that! :)
I thought I would dread the kid birthday party gig, but not that bad and I could see doing it again. If we do it once does that mean we have to do it again? I should have answered that before the first party huh?!?!? I have so much to learn!
Happy Birthday Party Day Noah!
How Sweet It Is!
Friday, May 1, 2009
Friday Night Fun!
35. Friday nights are not what they were when I was 25. My memory has started to fail me at this young age so I am not sure I even remember what it was that I was doing at 25 but I know it was not nearly as much fun as tonight, or maybe it was, but it was just different fun.
I am sure at 25 it involved friends or family, fun, drinking, conversation.
Tonight had those elements. There were 11 adults, all friends, 13 kids, they belonged to the adults so that is the family component, we were all having fun, there were a few drinks, and a lot of conversation!
The 13 kids rode bikes, scooters, played in the sandbox, played on the swingset, ran through the yard, rode tricycles, pretended to be a gas station, golfed, played t-ball, had s'mores, roasted marshmallows, drank juice, shoes were off and on, helmets off and on, screaming, laughing, talking, pretending, they ran and ran, said "Mom I need you" "Mom can I..." "Dad...", the Mom's and Dad's all answered while still trying to have their adult conversation. All in all they all got along well, shared toys, picked up when asked, and just had pure fun.
The adults enjoyed some s'mores or marshmallows, a beer, a vodka cranberry, or other beverages. Someone broke a chair and then they fixed it, we tried to stay warm by huddling around the fire, we all had smoke in our eyes, we all laughed, shared stories, went through a lot of wood, reminisced about what it would be like when the kids are older and we can be a little more carefree and not pay such close attention, and just had pure fun.
Amazing how the two go together so well.
I love our neighborhood. I love our friends. I love the 13 kids that were just free to be (you and me.....isn't that a song...again the memory fails me). It is fun to watch them when they don't realize that you are and to see how their little minds work and what they come up with to do with each other. It is fun to watch how the different age groups all get along and when they are all together they stick together, they play together, and they can all do some of the same things.
I love Friday Night Fun!!!
How Sweet It Is!
I am sure at 25 it involved friends or family, fun, drinking, conversation.
Tonight had those elements. There were 11 adults, all friends, 13 kids, they belonged to the adults so that is the family component, we were all having fun, there were a few drinks, and a lot of conversation!
The 13 kids rode bikes, scooters, played in the sandbox, played on the swingset, ran through the yard, rode tricycles, pretended to be a gas station, golfed, played t-ball, had s'mores, roasted marshmallows, drank juice, shoes were off and on, helmets off and on, screaming, laughing, talking, pretending, they ran and ran, said "Mom I need you" "Mom can I..." "Dad...", the Mom's and Dad's all answered while still trying to have their adult conversation. All in all they all got along well, shared toys, picked up when asked, and just had pure fun.
The adults enjoyed some s'mores or marshmallows, a beer, a vodka cranberry, or other beverages. Someone broke a chair and then they fixed it, we tried to stay warm by huddling around the fire, we all had smoke in our eyes, we all laughed, shared stories, went through a lot of wood, reminisced about what it would be like when the kids are older and we can be a little more carefree and not pay such close attention, and just had pure fun.
Amazing how the two go together so well.
I love our neighborhood. I love our friends. I love the 13 kids that were just free to be (you and me.....isn't that a song...again the memory fails me). It is fun to watch them when they don't realize that you are and to see how their little minds work and what they come up with to do with each other. It is fun to watch how the different age groups all get along and when they are all together they stick together, they play together, and they can all do some of the same things.
I love Friday Night Fun!!!
How Sweet It Is!
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