Monday, December 27, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
This morning, while enjoying my coffee, I watched Caitrin walk right past me and crawl up on Eric's lap. Without even being told, it's like she knew instinctively that it's Friday and it's HER day with dad. Once my cup was empty, I proceeded my routine of getting ready. All the while, those two continued to sit there and have their own little conversations, playing and giggling. I took a small moment to absorb what they were doing, and I couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy. But I know all to soon it will have to end.
I asked Eric what he was going to do next year when she starts school. He just shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. I could see by the look on his face he didn't want to come to that realization just yet either. I know he looks forward to that day just as much as she does.
One by one they all are slipping through my fingers as I try to hold on just a little longer.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Background: When potty training Trent, he chose to sit down to go potty. And up until recently he continued to sit down. Which was really nice for me since I didn't have to be so grossed out when cleaning the bathroom.
I've mentioned before that our household has an open door policy, it's not always pretty...
Eric was walking down the hall to go to the bathroom. When he got to the bathroom (door was opened) he accidentally walked in on Trent. Apparently he was standing up, peeing.
Eric: Dude, when did you start standing up? You usually sit down.
Trent: When I became a man.
At some point in time he's had a right of passage... just not sure when.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Mom: Trent, do you remember towards the beginning of the year, when you went to the intervention room?
Mom: Sooo...what did you do?
Trent: I went there for wrong doings.
Mom: Yes, son. I know that. What did you do to get sent there?
Trent: Listen mom, that was the past and we are moving forward from here on out.
I just sat there, with my jaw dropped...
I looked at Eric wanting some help, he just shook his head and said "let it go babe, he does have a point."
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Caiti: Mom, I want to be three again.
Mom: Why? You who cries every morning because you're not five.
Caiti: Just because...
Mom: "Because" is not an answer. Why do you want to be three again?
Caiti: Three was more passionate *sigh*
Really!?! Where did that come from???
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Trying to get his attention with a phone in his hand is like trying to pry a meaty bone from a starving dog...
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Tarren: Mom, what does "custody" mean?
Mom: It means who the child resides with. Like if parents are divorced, who does the child live with most of the time.
Tarren: But you checked "both parents".
Mom: Yeah. You guys live with both dad and I. We both have custody of you.
From the back seat...
Trent: Mom, I don't want you and dad to get a divorce.
Mom: Well, okay?? It wasn't on the books for today, but I'll see what I can do.
Trent: Okay. Thanks. *smiling*
You got to let them think that they have some decision making power every now and again.....
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Setting: I'm in an under shirt and jammie bottoms, not completely dressed for work but getting ready. I have my arm raised curling the back of my hair. Caitrin just so happens to walk by the bathroom...
Caiti: MOM!! You have a nipple in your armpit!!
Mom: What? No, it's my mole. Get out of here.
Caiti: Well, it's the biggest mole I have ever seen.
Thank you child. I couldn't have cared until now.....
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Setting: The kids and I were discussing what we were going to do for the long weekend.
Mom: Hey, you guys. How about walking the falls again?
Tarren: What falls?
Mom: You know.. The Elk River Falls.
Tarren: No, we've already seen those falls.
Mom: How about the Palouse Falls? We've never been there.
Trent: How about Twin Falls?
Mom: Sorry dude. That's in southern Idaho. We aren't driving that far.
Setting: Tarren was watching me get ready for my work day. Her bedroom is across the hall from the bathroom. I had bent down to pick up the brush I had dropped and both my knees and ankle popped.
Tarren: What was that?
Mom: That was my knees and ankles popping. That's what happens when you get old.
Tarren: You aren't old. Dad's OLD!
Mom: What do you mean "Dad's old"? He's only 6 months older than me.
Tarren: Yeah, I know. He's thirty this year. That's OLD!
It's nice to know that I have about 9 more months until I'm OLD!
Setting: I was getting Caitrin ready to go to daycare. I was talking to her about her older siblings getting ready to go to school.
Caiti: Do I get to go to school with them?
Mom: No, sorry babe. Not this year.
Caiti: (*WHINE*) So when do I get to go?
Mom: Next year. When you turn 5.
Caiti: (*WHINE*) It's taking FOREVER to turn five!!
She is in such a hurry to grow up, it kind of breaks my heart.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
These two can not wait to dominate the field. The Wildcats went undefeated last year and they hope to grab that title again this year.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Caiti: Mommy, Dad.. Don't I look pretty?
Eric (bugged eyed and grimacing): Oh, yes. Very nice.
Through out the evening we hung out and had dinner, sat around and talked. When it was getting time for us to leave, we asked the kids if they were coming home or staying another night. Of course staying another night. Eric found Caitrin and told her she should go wash the make up off because she looked too grown up.
Eric: You can wear more make up tomorrow when you wake up. I'm sure one of the girls would love to redo your make up. But make sure that you wear hot pink eye shadow and black lipstick, ok?
Caiti: Uumm, no dad, that's not what is in style.
Heaven help me......
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
What makes the best armour? PAPER PLATES!!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
*thinking of the Lewis-Clark Hotel... have to make sure it has AC since it will be done at the end of July
*I don't want a "wedding cake"
*I'm thinking of yellow and orange (for summer) Eric isn't liking it, and I don't look good in yellow.. so subject to change
*I really like Calla Lilies-trying to incorporate those into a bouquet
*I don't want a "wedding dress" Just a simple summer dress
*I have three people in mind to officiate the vows
*not sure what kind of food to have... a meal? or horsd'oeuvers? (sp?)
*How big to I make the guest list?
Any suggestions would be helpful. Eric and I didn't do the whole wedding thing, the court house seemed like a good idea at the time. I'm thinking of getting a notebook and just scribbling ideas for the next couple of years.
Honestly, I have no clue what I'm doing.......
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Trent: What does "conquered the grave mean"?
Me: Jesus died for our sins and that if we believe in him, we never die. (trying to keep it short and sweet)
Trent: Oh. Am I the son of God?
Me: Well, not THE son of God, but a child of God and a brother in Christ
Trent. Oh. Who named Jesus?
Me: The angels told Mary what to name the baby.***
Trent: Oh. Was Mary an angel?
Trent: Oh. Can you have babies in Heaven?
Me: I don't think so.
Trent: Does God have a dog?
At this point, I was ready to bang my head on the steering wheel. The child did not take a breath in between questions.
I told Trent if Heaven meant that God had a dog, then yes, I'm sure there are a few up there hanging around.
I finally arrived at the pool and was glad to drop him off. I needed a moment of silence.
***Thinking back now, I think the Angels told Joseph what to name the baby..
Monday, June 21, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Around the second year, we thought we'd be able to till under and reseed. Our tiller hit more rock and GARBAGE. She buried her garbage in the back yard. But first she was so kind as to lay the black plastic down, throw her garbage on then bury it with dirt. That took us all summer to dig up and remove. In the mean time, the kids had hay days with shovels, dug trenches, holes and race tracks.
Last summer, Eric was on the road with DeAtley and I had three kids to keep busy. I had no time for back yard duties. Unfortunately it was over ran with puncture weeds. When Eric came home in October, he did his best at getting them out. We figured we'd have to wait another full year until we got all the goat heads.
This spring we diligently worked at pulling all the weeds and puncture weed starts. Eric then got the bug to till. It went smoothly and he laid seed. After a week and a half of impatiently waiting, we have out first starts. It's funny how Eric and I lean on the fence and just stare. I FINALLY get a back yard and with grass that the kids get to play in.....
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Caiti: Mommy, Mommy! What do you do when a boy kisses you?
Me: (taken back a little) You slap that boy and tell him to keep his mouth to himself. Wait, did some one kiss you today?
Caiti: Yes, Killian did...twice.
Me: Well, how about we don't do that anymore. You don't need to be kissing, you're too young. Eric, what did you tell her.
Eric: I told her that if she was kissed, she had Cooties.
Me: (looking at Caitrin) Sorry, kiddo. Looks like you have Cooties.
Not thinking anything of what I said, I turned my attention to Eric and we started talking about our day. Eric stopped and asked if what he was hearing was Caitrin crying in the back ground. I stopped and listened.. sure enough she was in her room bawling.
As I rushed down the hall to see what the matter was, I saw her taking her coat and scrubbing her face and her tongue.
Me: Caiti! What are you doing? What's wrong?
Caiti: I don't want Cooties, Mom!
CRAP! Can you say "Heartbreaking"?
Me: Oh, Caiti, you're alright. You want to know what gets rid of Cooties? Go-Gurts. Let's go eat a Go-Gurt.
She seemed content with the remedy. I had to call the school and let them know that some kissing has been going on, and that if she ends up smacking a boy, I apologize in advance. I guess I better pay better attention as to what I tell her from now on.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Mom: Caitrin? Are you ok?
Caiti: Yeah... (sighing).. I don't think I'm going to eat anymore.
Mom: What? Why?
Caiti: Because. If I eat, I have to poop, and I'm tired of pooping.
So many times the child has left me speechless....
This also coming from Caitrin who told me a couple months ago that peeing was a "complete waste of her time."
Sorry, babe, it's unavoidable.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
When I brought them home, I told Trent to try them on, not mentioning that they were skinny jeans. He seemed excited that he got new clothes. When he came into my view, he had a look of disgust on his face.
Mom: What's wrong, they look like they fit you. (I thought they looked horrid, but it's what he thinks, right?)
Trent: UUmm.. NO!! Theses are skinny jeans. I look like the Jonas Brothers, and I am not gay!!
I snapped my head to Eric. He just had a smile on his face as if to say "that's my boy."
Those pants got quickly passed off to the next unsuspecting victim... my sister's house to my nephew.
Monday, April 5, 2010
We got her all snuggled in with pillows and blankets. She didn't ask to have any of her dolly's, teddy's, of stuffed animals with her. Oh no.... she had to have the real deal......
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
The other night we went to Wal-Mart. When I say "we" I mean Eric and I, plus 5 kids in tow. And mind you it was around the 8pm hour. Surprisingly we made it through our trip with no one crying, hitting, screaming or knocking any endcaps over. (Yes, this has happened many times). As we were leaving through the "Exit" doors, people were trying to come in, going against the currant. Trent had noticed that it just rained and there were mud puddles everywhere. While the people were coming at us, he seemed to be doing a dance on his tippy toes and what looked like the potty dance.
Kind of annoyed I asked him what the heck he was doing.
In the middle of the crowd of people he cried " I don't want to get my high heels wet!"
Eric and I just put our heads down and pushed through, hoping no one in the crowd recognized us.
Yesterday when I got home from work all the chores, including their rooms were done. I had a sense of satisfaction.
This morning as I was getting ready for work, I noticed that Tarren's room was a mess again. I kind of scolded her in letting her know that it hadn't even been 24 hours of her room being cleaned and it was right back to where she started yesterday morning. Caiti over heard our conversation and thought she had to chime in.
Caiti: You know Tarren, (with her hands on her hips) when you take things out and play with them, you should ALWAYS put them back. And that way your room will never be messy.
Monday, March 8, 2010
I informed the lady that I didn't want thick chunks in her hair, a weave would suit her just fine. I didn't want her first highlights to look totally hoaky. Then Tarren asked me is she could have bangs. I, for the most part, don't do bangs with the girls, it's one less thing for me to deal with. But she's old enough to make some decisions in regards to her body/hair, and she's well old enough to take care of her own hair.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
This morning while I was in the shower getting ready for work, I saw the bottles and thought I would try them out. They smelled good.
In our house, we have an open door policy, so Tarren came into the bathroom while I was showering.
Tarren - Mom, are you using my shampoo and conditioner?
Me - Yeah, they smelled good. Sorry, I should have asked
Tarren - That's okay, do you like them?
Me - Sure.
Tarren - Did it take away all your stress?
The thought was genuine and sincere because she knows about my high stress levels lately, but I had to smile and reply "yeah, some of it".
Oh to be 11 years old, and be so naive to the thought of a simple bottle of shampoo and conditioner taking away all your problems. I'm not ready to take away her rose colored glasses, yet.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I didn't get any pictures of the dance routine because I have a camera that would just take really dark pictures. We were in the far back corner, so no matter how hard I tried nothing was coming out worth a darn.