Go LC Tigers!

GO LC TIGERS!!

Me & my All Star! ( we are all hoping he'll go pro and support us all)

Coop's Team!

My nephew Cooper, is in the Clearwater football league. Today was the kick off of the season. The League has all the teams from around the area(all the way up from Colton, Moscow/Pullman, & Kendrick and Juliaetta) meet up and play 10 minutes against each team. I suppose it's to get all the jitters out before the first initial game. The only problem is that there's about 10 teams so the games are about an hour apart. It was really cool to watch Coop play. He's the nose guard, the one who goes up against the quarterback. He's sooo ready for his first "sack". I had to leave early since I have a two year old who needs her beauty sleep, so I didn't get to see his last two games. But when I left, his team was undefeated. I'm sure I'll be traveling around the area this fall watching him play more.

What an AWESOME night

Tonight we had family pictures by Michelle Wolf. We had such a good time. Caiti, who has really bad stranger anxiety, opened up to Michelle like a book. It was so fun to watch her in action. Caiti posed for her, and even carried on a conversation with her, though she proceeded to tell her about the "snake" she made in the toilet ( how embarrassing that your child talks about their potty training feats with a stranger). Tarren was a total poser, but Michelle captured Tarren's beautiful blue eyes, and Trent.... What a ham, my Mr. GQ, he soaked up every minute of Michelle. I CAN"T wait until she calls and says that my pix are ready. She was so wonderful with the kids and all the patience in the world. She did remark that my kids were awesome to take pictures of, and I told her for a cheap price she could have them. Naa.. The kids were great, Michelle was awesome, and even Eric stated that he had some fun. With that being said, my night is complete.

Conversations....

Setting: Eric trying to get a DVD to work so Caiti can watch it.. it kept skipping and bouncing around

Daddy: Ohh...this better work, or it's gonna go in the round file. Caiti do you know what the round file is...?

Caitrin: Yea....

Daddy: What's the round file?

Caitrin: It goes down to Hell.

Daddy: The round file? It goes down to Hell

Caitrin: Yep, it goes down to Hell

Eric just stares at her in disbelief.... Caitrin just wonders off to go sit down.

Words of Wisdom...

Never, EVER, go school supply shopping at Wal-Mart at 8:30pm with 3 kids and 1 half inebriated husband a week before school starts!

Central Ferry

This past weekend I headed down river up to Central Ferry, kind of outside of Pomeroy. I thought I'd brave it with 3 kids and two dogs ( yea, I know, what the hell was I thinking?). The hour ride up there should have been a good indicator of how the weekend was going to play out. Other than being in a big black box without air conditioning and it being 106 degrees, our poor little wiener decided to throw up on Trenton's lap. Poor Trent, who's stomach can't handle pumpkin guts, he turned green off the get go. As I was barreling down the highway trying to clean up dog puke off my son's lap, I see Tarren with a wipe over her mouth and nose. I freaked out on her asking her what the hell she was doing. Come to find out, she decided to get a bloody nose from the heat. And as if that wasn't good enough, Caiti starting piping off about Dora puking on her. I though she was just parroting her brother and told her to knock it off and settle down. She got all up set and said that Dora wouldn't stop "blowing bubbles" on her. Yep, Dora threw up on Caiti as well. YEA for me. We arrive, unload and all the normal that you do to settle in. The next day we had planned a trip further down river and hang out on a sand bar all day and go boating. As the kids were playing around, I wanted to take pictures of them. Go out to the bronco, dig in the jockey box, pull out the camera, turn it on and low and behold I forgot my freak'n memory card. So I have nothing to show for the weekend. Let me tell you how pissed at myself I was. But what could you do, life does go on. We headed up river, Caiti had her first boat ride (no camera), she kept telling the driver, Jack, it was fun. We hit the sand bar, and the kids wasted no time getting in the water. Tarren isn't afraid of the river, which scares me all that much more. Trent has a little more respect and was careful, for a little while, but that all went away quickly when he decided to mimic a 21 year old jumping out of the boat while it was still in motion. I was on the sand bar watching, my heart jumped out of my throat. I could have killed him, if the water wasn't going to, but he came up laughing. Then came the tubing. My older two got their first experience for hanging on for dear life while a boat goes mach 10. (again no camera) As a mother I was leery about that as well, the I got put in my place by being told to relax and pipe down. They had life jackets of course, but the umbilical cord was still in play. I sat on the sand bar and watched, they never fell off. I was very proud of them, and they came back with smiles from ear to ear. Caiti got pretty relaxed with the water and would walk right out to her shoulders and thought nothing of it. The water did feel pretty good in the 108 degree heat. Caiti got to watch a friend of ours water ski and she got to warn the driver when he let go of the rope. She felt pretty proud of her new job (again no camera). I'm sure the kids will be begging their daddy for our own boat, so here's hoping for next summer.
This morning I got up at 6am and packed up the bronco and the kids and headed back into town. Being away from Eric was killing me, and I couldn't wait anymore. The trip back to town was a lot better considering it wasn't 106 degrees, both dogs chilled in the back and there was no puking rally. We arrived in early enough that we dropped off the dogs and unloaded a little and headed off to IHOP. Just the four of us had our breakfast. We went home and crashed. So in a nut shell, that was my weekend. We had a good time but it's always good to be home. It just ticks me off that I didn't have any way to document it, hopefully the kids will remember what a good time they had.

Conversations

Setting: My livingroom, thrashed from a two year olds toys...toys everywhere

Daddy: Caiti Mae, you need to clean up all your toys honey.
Caiti: I will

Daddy: No, now, you made the mess, you clean it up
Caiti: I AM!

2 minutes go by ( still no cleaning)

Daddy: Caiti Mae! If you don't start cleaning up, I'm gonna swat your bottom.
Caiti: Daddy, don't yell at me like that!

Daddy: I'm gonna keep yelling if you don't clean up!
Caiti: Daddy, I said "don't talk to me like that!"

Eric turns and walks away trying to hide that's he's laughing is butt off. Looks at me and says "How do you argue with that?"

So the question at hand: Am I so screwed come teenage years?

The Perfect Day

I guess I should mark this day on a calendar, August 12, 2008, or at least in Caiti's baby book. She had the perfect day, potty training wise. She stayed in her big girl undies all day, went to different stores and places all without accidents and even went poo in the potty. Which is a big feat for us considering she'd hide in a corner until her business was done. I didn't put a pull up on her until 8 o'clock and that was only because she was sleeping in the chair and I was avoiding her having an accident while she slept. I'm hoping this will start a beautiful trend, but having 3 kids I know the battles of potty training and I'm sure we will have our up and down days. But for now I will celebrate the fact that not one single pull up was changed on this day, YEPEE!! Tomorrow is another day.......so here's hoping......

My New POS (literally)

Well, here he is.... Ol' Blue. He arrived at our door step early this afternoon. Right now, he doesn't run. I could start by saying that he needs new tires, new battery, a new key tumbler system, & the list could go on and on and on, but it would be better to start with what he doesn't need. The body is in real good shape, the interior, well nothing some seat covers can't fix. A little vacuuming and a whole lot of bleach, plus a handful of parts, and hopefully he'll be up and running.

With the way the gas prices right now we kind of have to improvise and try to find a way to save our pocketbook from going dry every time we go to the gas station.
Eric does have his hands full on fixing this bad boy, but I know that he does love to tinker and test his skills. So Ol' Blue will give him a run for his money, or at least ours anyway.

Oh, did I mention that he's got a clutch and I don't know how to drive one. So if you see a blue car chugging up and down the road, please turn and go the other way, and save the embarrassment from both parties. And be sure to put extra coverage on your car, you might need it with me running around.