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As I headed home from my grandmother’s house on Thanksgiving, I noticed I had a rather large stick in my back windshield. So I asked, “Why is there a stick in my back windshield?”  My dear sweet child, Sebastian, said that he liked the stick and he was taking it home.

Yes, my child found a stick that he liked and decided to take it home. 

This short conversation has stayed on my mind ever since.  Why in the world would he need to bring a stick home? He never plays outside. 

Our yard is a barren wasteland of just plain old boring grass.  Perfect for smooth mowing, which is exactly what Josh is trying to accomplish, but it isn’t the best yard for the childhood imagination.

We don’t have rocks in our yard.  Josh gets rid of those.  He doesn’t want to run over it with the lawn mower.

We don’t have sticks in our yard.  Josh gets rid of those, too.  He doesn’t want to run over these with the lawn mower, either.

We don’t have leaves because Josh chops leaves up with the lawnmower.  Not sure why he does this.  Don’t they just disintegrate?

We don’t have old tires, overgrown flowerbeds, swings, picnic tables, overgrown roots, or rusted old stuff left over from 30 years ago.

I told Josh about the conversation with Sebastian and how there aren’t any sticks in the yard.  Of course Josh implied that he did wish the kids would play in the yard more.  Knowing better, I said, “Now just what would you say if you walked outside and seen the kids digging a hole in the yard with a stick?”  He chuckled and said, “I would tell them to stop.”

I am not sure where Sebastian put his stick, but hopefully he hid it well.  There is no rock, stick, or leaf in our yard that is safe from Josh, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon.

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Yesterday I received the following text from Jacob: call me when u can. u gotta hear this.

I called him back.

Jacob: You are not going to believe this. Lucy (our new puppy that is supposed to be about 9 months old according to our vet) took Sebastian’s coffee cup to her pallet and did not spill a drop of the coffee (it is decaffeinated coffee). She took it to her pallet and drank it with out spilling it. Can you believe it?

No, I didn’t.

Me: (Laughing) Let me talk to Granny.

Jacob gives the phone to my mom that proceeds to tell me the same story that Jacob just told me.

Mom: Can you believe that dog picked up that cup and took it to her pallet without spilling any of the coffee?

Me: Are you sure that is what happened?

Mom: Well, Sebastian come to me and said that she drank his coffee. He was very upset. I asked him how she got his cup and he said that she took it to her pallet and drank it. I asked him how did she get it to her pallet and Sebastian said, “by the handle.”

Seriously? My mother is listening and believing the logic of a six year old.

Me: Where was the coffee at to begin with?

Mom: The table.

Me: Doesn’t it make more sense that Lucy drank the coffee from the cup, then took the cup to her pallet?

Mom: (after a moment of silence) Well, I guess that makes sense. I was just going by what the kids were saying. (Then she starts laughing about it.)

Me: I think so, too.

Here is the sad thing…before I talked to my mother about it, she seriously went around the path from the table to Lucy’s pallet to make sure that there wasn’t any coffee anywhere on the floor.

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I have added another member to our household. Her name is Lucy.

She is some sort of hound mix. I am thinking maybe a black and tan hound with beagle.

Who knows? She might be just a mutt that looks like a hound. Either way, she is really sweet and I believe that she is going to make a really wonderful pet for our family.

She was stray that wandered up to a friends house and my friend unsuccessfully tried to find the puppy a home. After a month, she brought the puppy in to the office with the hopes that someone would take her. Someone else did for two days, but that situation did not work out. So, I brought her home with me.

I haven’t had a dog in years. I have never had a house dog.

She has something in common with everyone in the family, I think.

Lucy is house broken.  Most everyone in our home is, except for Samuel (he is still in diapers).

She is an older puppy. I have two older kids that would probably be the equivalent of older puppies.

She is a she. I have one daughter, so having another female in the house should be fun.

She likes her blanket. Sebastian does, too.

She likes going outside. My husband loves being outside. He claims that it is too hot, but he stays out there all the time so it can’t be too bad.

She sheds. I do, too. I think it is hormones, on my part at least. I seem to remember shedding hair after having each baby. That is not her problem, though.

My mother is staying with the kids and she sent me a text earlier that said “Lucy made a little sound. Sebastian said it was her first word.”

You got to love kids…

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I have seriously neglected my blog for the last few weeks.

I have seriously been really busy.

Seriously.

Jacob, Emily, and Sebastian are all playing ball. They all have two games a week. Times are getting hectic.

Jacob’s first game was last night. He played great. Bless his heart, he was nervous and excited. I know that I may be a little biased, but my son was the best looking ball player out there.

Emily has been playing for a couple of weeks. She is doing good and she seems to be getting better and better. She really enjoys it and I hope that she keeps playing.

Sebastian is doing really well, too. He has been playing for a couple of weeks, too. Josh took him to the game last night and was giving Sebastian pointers on batting. Sebastian said that he didn’t want to hit the ball too hard and hurt someone. Josh was a little speechless, I think. He told Sebastian that “That is why they have gloves, son.” Sebastian  hit a ball over the shortstops head and got a double and an RBI.

Last night was really hectic because Emily played at 7pm, Jacob played at 8pm, and Sebastian played at 8:30pm. I watched Emily and Jacob while Josh watched Sebastian’s game.

I know one thing–it was cold last night. It is past the middle of May. Last night had to set record lows. I had mittens on Samuel. He did not like that at all.

Anyway, ball season is in full swing. I am loving it.

I love sitting on the sidelines watching my kids be kids. I love to watch their excitement when they hit a ball and get on base or even make it across home plate. I feel their disappointment when they strike out, miss the ball, or make a bad throw. I love watching them make memories that will last a lifetime. I love knowing that they are learning skills that will benefit them for a lifetime, such as working with others toward a common goal, always doing your best at whatever you do, and realizing that not everyone is an all star pitcher, but that everyone has their place on the team.

Whatever that team may be.

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You don’t know how much you take your kitchen sink for granted until you can’t use it.

The other day I received a phone call from my husband. I didn’t get to the call in time so I had to call him right back.

The first thing he said when he answered the phone was that he couldn’t win from losing. This was not a good sign. I braced myself and asked “What’s wrong, now?” (Notice the ‘now’…there is always something wrong with the house.)

Jacob was washing dishes and noticed this strange sound every time he would turn on the water, but he didn’t try to figure out what the noise was because he just wanted to get the dishes done so he could go back and play his PlayStation 2. Josh walked through the kitchen and noticed the sound. My husband wasn’t as quick to dismiss the sound like Jacob, so he investigated to see where the noise was coming from. He opened the cabinet and the pipes under the sink was leaking.

It was about 4:15pm and the hardware store closes at 5pm so he had to go get the supplies to fix the sink. He gets back and fixes the sink.

Of course, it isn’t that simple.

There is another leak, but now it is after 5pm. So, he had to wait until the store opened up again.

Yesterday afternoon, he was able to fix the sink and now we are able to use the sink.

By the way, Jacob has been told that if he is doing anything and he hears a noise that is weird, not to ignore the noise.

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The kids are on Spring Break. There is a lot of nothing going on in the house, except for some PlayStation playing, Internet surfing, and TV watching. For some reason, they believe that they are on vacation from chores when they are on Spring Break. They do what they are supposed to with a little bit lot of reminding from me, but I don’t complain too much. After all, they are kids and you are only a kid for a short while. Except for those people with brains that never catch up with their body.

Anyway…

Emily is really getting into the show, Jon and Kate Plus Eight. She tries to tell me about the show when I get home in the afternoon.

So far, I have gathered this from the show–from Emily’s opinions.

Jon is really easy going and does whatever Kate wants.

Kate yells a lot and has to have a lot of help because she has a hard time controlling all those kids.

There is always someone crying.

Kate is always tired.

Evidently, we could have our own show because it is just as chaotic in our house as it is in theirs even though we have only four kids and not eight.

I handle things better than Kate. (No offense Kate.)

Jon is calm and has Daddy and kid time while on some trip somewhere.

Evidently, Kate and a friend took the kids to some “chocolate place” and she is crazy, because Emily said that I would never dare take them anywhere like that. Apparently, I know better. (Again, no offense Kate.)

Kate would never make it working in a day care, because Emily said I watched more than eight kids with no problem.

Since, I have only heard bits and pieces of the show, I can’t really comment from experience but only on Emily’s perception of the show.

First of all, I think that if Kate is able to handle all eight children all day, every day, without going insane, then I think that she is doing great. Especially, since they are so young. My children are spread out and not even close to the same age, so I have to deal with 4 children that are all in different stages in their lives.

Second, I suspect that it is just easier for Jon to go with the flow than to argue. From what I gather though, he works hard and does all he can to support his family. Also, I think it is great that he tries to make time for every child. That doesn’t always happen even when a family only has a couple of children.

Third, I am glad that they decided to put their story on TV. It is great entertainment and I think that it helps Emily because she relates to the show–even though we only have four children. Being the only girl, Emily often feels like she is misunderstood and out of the loop. I do what I can to help her not feel that way and let her know that she is an important part of our family.

Finally, Emily said that she is glad that I am her mom. If watching the show allows her to appreciate the family she has, then I will gladly let her watch the show.  Besides, I like hearing Emily’s observations about their family.

Maybe one day I will get around to actually watching a full episode.

Have a Blessed Day!

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I use charts, lists, and a huge calendar to keep my family organized–or at least try to, anyway. I felt like it was a losing battle. I have to constantly remind my kids to check their lists. I have to remind them to actually do the stuff on their list. I don’t always get to everything on my list because life gets in the way. Life has a funny way of doing that sometimes. 

My mother (who is my biggest critic) came over Friday morning. She commented on how clean my house was and asked if I had spent the night before cleaning. I told her that I had not and I looked around my kitchen. I realized that my house was clean. It was clean without me having to spend hours cleaning.

All this time that I thought I was fighting a losing battle, I had actually won it.

Sometimes, it just takes stepping back and seeing your situation through the eyes of others to see the real picture. I am sure this applies to more than just my clean house. Thanks Mom!

Have a Blessed Day!

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