Busy day!

After what seemed like a busy weekend, I had a really busy Monday morning! I got all three boys to three different NEW places by 8 am this morning. I'm so proud of myself! Mason started his first day of preschool/daycare. I haven't gotten any phone calls so far, so hopefully it is going good. Sam started his new daycare at Miss Amber's. Not too worried about that. Hopefully Sam will lose some weight being in a daycare that doesn't stick a bottle in his mouth everytime he whines! And Kooper started summer camp. This year we opted to pay for the bus services, so I just had to drop him off at the meeting place. And after all that I made it to work with minutes to spare. Whew! LOL, now the trick will be to have all of them picked up by 5:30!!
And, since the folks know, I can tell the world...
I'm going to be an Auntie again!! Congrats to Molly who is having another baby! I'm so excited for her. Hope it's a girl, but we're used to boys, so either is great. Love ya Molly!

Breathe in...Breathe out...

Mason is driving me crazy this week! He is starting school on Monday and I guess he's nervous or scared or something. But at any rate, he's been very out of sorts this week. Even daycare and his swim teacher have noticed! I'm feeling like a bad mom anyway for moving him from his comfort zone to a school, and on top of that I've been yelling at him all week. Two nights ago, after supper, I noticed that he'd went to his room and had gotten very quiet. I went to check on him and found him scrambling to clean up 250 paint ball bullets out of his bedroom floor. You should have seen this look on his face when I caught him! He knew he was in deep. It was all I could do not to laugh but at the same time we are very strict about guns and bullets so I knew I had to get on to him. Anybody ever try to clean up all those little slick balls running all over a bedroom floor? It's fun. He had used his desk chair to climb up to Kooper's tall dresser and gotten the bullets down. As I said, we are very strict about guns and all that goes along with it, so he got a spanking from his daddy then I helped him clean them up. Then yesterday morning when I was trying to get him out of bed, I found the paint ball gun in his bed! Of course he told me he "couldn't remember how it got there.". So I had to spank him for playing with guns! And trust me spanking him is literally as hard on me as it is him. He fights like a little lion. I have to sit on him to spank him. The thing is he normally doesn't get into stuff like that. So I guess he's just getting nervous about the change next week and is acting out to express himself. So, like I said, I'm feeling like a bad mom.

Happy Father's Day

I am married to the most wonderful man on earth. Seriously!
Yesterday was Father's Day. The boys and I had gotten a card for him and they signed their names. That morning, Mike made the boys watch him read it. He read the card out loud, kissed them all, and told us thanks. Then he looked at me and said the sweetest thing. He said, "I wouldn't be a dad without that momma right there. So we all need to be thanking her." And the boys just laughed and "thanked momma." Even on Father's Day, he's thinking about me. He's the most unselfish person I have ever met in my life. My kids are so blessed to have such a wonderful dad. And I am blessed to be married to my best friend who I love with all my heart.

A CONVERSATION WITH MASON

ME: MASON, TIME TO GET UP.

MASON: I DON'T WANT TO.

ME: GET UP, GET DRESSED, BRUSH YOUR TEETH.

MASON: BUT I DON'T WANT TO BRUSH MY TEETH. I'LL DO IT LATER.

ME: QUIT ARGUING, BRUSH YOUR TEETH. AND DON'T GET TOOTHEPASTE ALL OVER YOUR SHIRT.

MASON: (MOUTHING, WHINING, STOMPING OFF TO BATHROOM.)

AFTER TEN MINUTES MASON COMES BOUNCING INTO MY ROOM WHERE I'M IRONING.

ME: LET ME SEE YOUR SHIRT. WOW! GOOD JOB, YOU DIDN'T GET ANY TOOTHEPASTE ON YOUR SHIRT!

MASON SAYS NOTHING, JUST SMILES AT ME AND SITS DOWN TO WATCH CARTOONS.

ME: (THINKING NOW) WAIT A MINUTE. DID YOU EVEN BRUSH YOUR TEETH?

MASON: NOPE.

AND HERE WE GO AGAIN.

WHERE DO I START??

Okay, it's been a while since I've had a chance to post, so I've got lots to catch up on. Let's see, weekend before last was Memorial day weekend. My little sister Hannah turned 11 on the 23rd and my niece Katey had her first birthday on the 24th. Ira and family are living at PK now, so we loaded everything but the kitchen sink for a day at the lake with the Gilmore family. Molly and I got to take our boys out on a "fast boat!" with a friend of ours. Got to go to Hell's Gate and sit and relax in the water. I haven't done that in years! It was so relaxing. Molly and I are likely to start dropping in on Uncle Ira pretty often this summer!


On Wednesday, it was off to Cook's Hospital for Mason's procedures. During the cysto they cleaned out lots of calcium tissue, or "junk" as his dr. called it. Then he had the renal scan. The scan showed that his kidney is still looking great and functioning however he's not draining urine as well as he needs to. So, we stayed overnight and had an ultrasound done the next morning. The ultrasound looked good, so for now we're dealing with just calcium issues. Got to get that under control! But, Mason did great in the hospital. Little toot wouldn't sleep at all. I think he thought the whole thing was a big adventure. He didn't want to come home, wanted to spend one more night! After his ultrasound on Thursday, he got real whiny and started complaining of his hand hurting where his IV was. I checked it and couldn't see anything wrong with him, so I just assumed he was tired. He complained a few more times so finally I paged the nurse to get him some tylenol. When I looked down, his poor hand was so swollen it looked like it was about to pop! He had gotten his IV out of the vein and it was just flowing under his skin. It looked so bad! But he recovered pretty quickly. We were so proud of him, and so ready to get home!!
Friday was granite countertops day. I had been so excited. I called at 9 that morning to see when they would be coming. I was told between 3 and 4. Long story short, they got there at 7 and left at 11:15. Yes. We were frustrated and tired. But I've got granite countertops! Yip-eee!
Saturday we spent the day at home. Uncle Sandy and Dylan came by to see the counters and bring me some squash. (Thank you very much!) Mom and David came up and ended up cooking us dinner at our house. Fajitas. Yummy. And yesterday we didn't do anything. I even took a nap! Can't imagine why I would be tired, huh??