DO AS I SAY, NOT AS I DO...

One of the things I like about myspace, other than Mike McClure's blog, are the bumper stickers. I love the witty/sarcastic quotes. My favorite one is "I love Jesus, but I cuss a little." I have this one posted at the top of my page. This is me. I admit I have a potty mouth. I get it honest, almost everyone in my family has a slight potty mouth! :)
But anyway, we have always told Kooper and Mason that we may say words that aren't nice, but that doesn't mean they can say them. (And obviously we try not to say the really really bad words in front of them.) We've told them when they are grown ups and have their own houses they can say whatever they want. For the most part this has worked. There have been minor instances with Koop. Like a few years ago when he was fishing with Mike and his minnow fell out of his hand and he said, "slippery little bastard." But as Mike says, it's hard to get onto them when they use the words appropriately.
But now, there is Mason. My darling son. First, there was last week, when he was in the back of my car and was telling me an elaborate story and ended it with, "what the hell?" I refrained from laughing, chewed him out, and made promises of soap filled mouths if I heard that again. When I told Mike, he laughed and said it sounded exactly like something I would say. I denied any such thing, but he's probably right! So last night we were all outside on the patio and Mike overheard Mason quietly playing by himself. He was walking along saying, "dammit,dammit,dammit,dammit,dammit,dammit." When Mike asked him what he was saying, he lied about it, so he proceeded to get a memorable spanking from daddy. Now that's not one of my words, so this one is blamed on daddy! At any rate, guess we all need to watch our mouths a little better. I really don't want calls from the kindegarten teacher next year regarding Mason's extensive vocabulary!

Type A Influenza...6 Year Anniversary..

Yes, we have another sick child. This time it's Mason. He got pretty sick on us Saturday. Just kinda laying around, low fever, not acting right. We went ahead and went on out to Mom and David's for the fish fry thinking he'd perk up a little, which he did. But by 6 pm he was running a very high fever. Several hours later, it still wouldn't come down, so I took him to the ER scared he had a kidney infection. We actually got in pretty quick, and he was admitted to the hospital due to his electrolytes being off. Sunday morning we found out he had type a influenza. Poor kid had the flu shot, but apparently it didn't work this year. He was a sick little boy. We stayed in the hospital until Monday morning. Even though we got to take him home, they said he was still sick and contagious. He can't go back to school until at least Thursday. So, we are at home, where he is running a low grade fever and bouncing off the walls. Definitely feeling better cause he's driving me crazy once again. Trying to keep little Sam away from him, I took him on into daycare. Hope no one else gets sick. We've just had a lot of bad luck lately when it comes to illness!
On a lighter note...Happy 6th Anniversary to my hubby! Hard to believe it's been that long, but at the same time seems like we've been together forever. I think I made his day last night when I told him I hadn't bought him anything so not to worry about getting me anything. He was relieved and kept asking if it was seriously okay, lol. We just bought a hospital stay, I think we can do without presents this year!!

31 Years

Yesterday was my birthday, the big 31. So I was laying in bed last night thinking how my life has turned out, how much has changed, and all the things I've learned. I thought I'd share a few of those things...

I don't know half as much as I THOUGHT I knew ten years ago. Yes dad, you were right.

My family is my lifeline.

My husband is the most patient, calm, and loving man I've ever met. I'm very lucky.

Nothing makes you more vulnerable, than having a couple of kids.

I still can't wear a white shirt without getting something on it.

I'm actually a decent cook. Who knew that would happen?

Boys are fascinated with toilets. From playing with the water, to flushing, to looking at what's in it.

My sister in law has become my SISTER and my best friend in the whole world. She keeps me sane.

And, I'm officially a soccer mom. Well, actually, a t-ball mom. I've been thrown into the world of twice weekly practices, selling raffle tickets, working concession stands, and cheering on my little boy. And I love it! Life is good.

His Boots

Mason woke up this morning pissy as usual. But today I was prepared! I quickly reminded him that today was his first t-ball practice. Well, that worked! He jumped out of bed and was ready to get going. That is, until he found the clothes I had set out for him. The attitude was back. He didn't want to wear his sketchers, he wanted to wear his boots. I told him he couldn't play baseball in boots, he was wearing the sketchers. This brought tears. He wanted to show everybody that he wears boots. So I spent the next five minutes explaining that baseball players don't wear boots when they are playing baseball. I could see the wheels turning in his little blonde head. He wasn't sure it was worth playing baseball if you couldn't do it in your boots. Eventually he got dressed and put the sketchers on. Guess he's gonna give the baseball thing a try...