Morning People?

It has been a strange week. At our home I usually wake up and get ready and get the kids lunches and backpacks ready and then I head to work. Allen is in charge of getting the kids up, dressed, and out the door. This works well for us.

Well Allen is an assistant teacher in a Kindergarten Class. If the lead teacher is out he is the sub and has to work her hours. She works early. So if this happens I have to get the kids up and dressed and to school.

Wednesday and Thursday this was the case. She has the flu so Allen went in to cover. I love my kids, but I am not a morning person. And it turns out my daughter is not either. My son can function at a normal level, but is not jumping around excited. My daughter on the other hand is another story. No matter what I did it was not right. I had the wrong clothes. I didn’t let her sleep enough. I didn’t wake her up early enough (yep, turned out she thought she needed her hair in curls yesterday but to do that I would have had to get her up earlier and rolled it-no time for that). No matter what the case she would start to fuss. I did whatever I could to avoid a full on fit. The bad parent that I am turned on the TV and let them watch a few minutes of their favorite movie so that I could get their lunches and mine put together.

We got out the door, we made it to school, all in one piece both days. No one seemed to be too much worse for the wear. I did notice my hair is fading and I think I gained a few gray hairs. That is okay its about time for a dye job.

I love my kids but I think letting my husband deal with them in the morning is best.

My hubby

I know this blog is mostly about the kids but I think I have to include my husband stories on here too. I find myself saying, "Yes, He belongs to me" about as much as I say it about the kids. I love my husband. In fact at the end of this month we will celebrate 6 years married. And even with the tears and struggles with infertility and miscarriage I can say I have a happy marriage and love him dearly. That said there are times I don’t think I like him very much. J . Tuesday night I got home from my Bible Study and he had just started watching the movie I am Ledged. I was standing behind the couch leaning on it watching it with him. He tells me to take a load off and watch the movie with him.
At this point I tell him I can’t. In an effort to eat better we agreed that we would pack dinner and take it with us for Wednesday nights instead of grabbing something from a drive thru (we have church Wednesday nights and with all the driving around getting everyone and schedules we don’t have time to stop at the house and eat). I told him I needed to make sandwiches and wraps for lunch and dinner for me and the kids for the next day and whatever he wanted to take.
He tells me not to worry about it. He will get up early with me and help me do it, and just wanted me to come and watch the movie. So I did.
Wednesday morning I get up I get everything out for the dinners/lunches. I start making the first one. He comes in he makes two sandwiches and puts some chips in a bag. And walks off. I ask what he was doing he said he made his. So I ended up making everything for dinner for me and the kids and then gathered up Christina’s lunch and got it all in the cars.
Is it wrong that I secretly hopped the kids would be fussy when getting up and give him a hard time? Don’t get me wrong I enjoyed the movie and was not late for work, but a little extra help would have been nice. I’ll get over it.

April Fools

I know that April Fool’s day was 4 days ago but its still floating around our house. I am not sure who told him about it but Isaiah caught onto the April Fools antics this year. He was telling people they had a monkey on their face or spider in their hair. Okay fine. Well on April 2nd he is still doing it. I let him know that it only works one day out of the year and it was time to stop (can you tell I am not a fan of the April Fool’s day jokes).
Well last night he would lie to me or Christina about something and when I would start to call him out on the lie he would yell "April Fool’s"
I did not take me long to realize that he now thinks he can lie, and if caught he just has to say April Fool’s. I let him know that April Fool’s is over and that he may not lie to me. I let him know if it happened again that he would have time out.
Well it did happen again. He served his time out and finished the night off well.
Allen had a staff meeting last night and so he got home in time to give the kids hugs and kisses good night. After the kids were settled he asked me how the kids were. As I passed on the tale of our son and the lies covered by April Fool’s he started laughing. Yep I agree it was funny, but at the time I am trying to keep our child from starting a life of lies (well it was not that bad) and he was laughing. Glad he was not home he would not have made it the night without laughing and the kids would never take the no lies rule seriously.

They master Chef.

The other day in the car Isaiah asked me to make Chicken Peazioni for dinner. Okay problem is I don't know what that is. So I asked him. He told me what was in it. It sounded interesting. I asked him who told him about it. And he told me maybe his tummy because it wanted to eat it. So my son made up this whole detailed recipe. Well last night I finally had time to make it, well we made it. I had him help me as much as he could.

Here is the recipe

Chicken breast cut into pieces (cook in skillet with a little olive oil until well done).

Add at the last minute 1/2 cup peanuts (salted) stir constantly

Add spaghetti sauce (Isaiah said it needed red sauce so this is what I got) I don't know how much I just put enough to cover the chicken well but not leave it soupy.

then add white cheese (I used graded Italian blend. Isaiah put in a couple of good handfuls).

Then stuff it into a pita pocket.

I also made some green beans and peas on the side.

Last night he made everyone taste it and tell him as soon as we tried it what we thought. It was not bad. Asian meets Italian meets Greek.

Then when putting him to bed last night he said, "You know mom that was some good dinner we had tonight." He was very proud.

Easter Weekend

Friday morning we all got up. Got dressed and went to the dentist. Nothing like replacing a cap and getting a good cleaning just before Easter. The kids did great and we went to McDonalds afterwards for breakfast.

Friday afternoon/Evening was the birthday party. I think that deserves it's own post so I will save the details. Just know that my Brother in law and my sister in law and her baby all came over after the party and didn't leave until almost 10. So it was a late night.

Saturday morning early ALlen went to the store to buy stuff to make breakfast tacos for the work crews at church. We made them and I took them up and decided to stay and work. All was good. Until I had to use the restroom. Well we still don't have our plumbing in place yet so we have a porta potty out at the new building. So I went to use it. Very careful not to let my tussy touch the seat I did let my legs touch the edge so not to fall and as I did this I felt something burn me. I stand up and there is a smooshed wasp. I was bit by a wasp while going potty. I took some of the kids benydryl and went on working. Finally I was tired and filthy and went home to shower.

We had some running around to do. Grocery Shopping. Going to Target to spend Birthday gift cards. Nothing spectacular. Well Christina and I run over to mom's house for a little bit to get her Easter dress. It was a dress I wore when I was a little girl and my mom had saved it. While there my brother shows up and asks what Allen is doing. I told him that he was home with Isaiah and so he called him. I get home and Allen said that he was going to go help my brother DJ a wedding at the last minute. These people's DJ just didn't show up. How heart breaking. They get there get set up and of course the computer won't work so their music selection is pretty limited but they are making it work and apologizing because normally they have time to customize the music to the event. THe couple did not care they were just glad there was music and family members were bringing up CD's so they could play them. Allen got home at one a.m.

While he was gone I got the kids down to bed and filled all the eggs for the Easter Bunny and when I was pretty sure the kids were asleep I helped the Easter Bunny hide a few eggs. Well about that time son walks out and says he needs to go potty. So I tell him to go potty and go back to bed.

Next morning he said he saw me putting an egg on a cup. I told him he must have been dreaming (the cat knocked that egg over anyway so there was no egg on a cup). Later when getting him dressed again he said he saw me with an egg. I said if he saw me with an egg it was only to fix it because it fell. He accepted this answer. He is only six I want the easter bunny to last longer.

After the kids work up they hunted Easter Eggs inside (it was too dark ourside and too many critters). Had breakfast and got ready for church. Church was good. And after church we went to my parents. Well they got candy for their birthday from my grandmother and candy from my mom for Easter. So they wanted to eat it. They already had candy that morning and cupcakes at church because it had just been their birthday. Well I said sure its Easter and let them eat it. They had that and cookies later and full sugar Kool-Aid and a nuber of other items filled with sugar. At one point my daughter was talking so fast, high, and silly that I thought she might be speaking in toungs. We kept them up late that night and let them sleep in Monday.

Oh and while at my moms house after the easter egg hunt outside. My brother (13 years old) and Isaiah started throwing the empty plastic eggs at each other. Before you know it everyone is tossing the plastic eggs at each other. It was crazy. It was like a snow ball fight with plastic easter eggs. Isaiah was so red faced and tired but he had so much fun because he kept nailing my brother right on the head with those suckers. The kid has a great arm and great aim. Maybe I should look into T-Ball.

Happy Birthday!!!

Yep today my babies are a year older.

Isaiah turned 6 and Christina turned 4. And yes you are reading that correct, they were born on the same day just two years apart. I think it makes a special bond between them. They know they share a birthday. What I love is that I only have to plan on party. This year we will celebrate on Friday. I will post the details then of the High School Musical party.

Just wanted to post a happy birthday to my kiddo's.

I love them so much.

Weekend recap

Well this was definatly one of those weekends.

Saturday morning we got up had breakfast and told the kids it was time to clean their rooms. Isaiah is a stasser for cleaning so I had to pull things out from under the train table and behind shelves and such. He also had been just tossing toys into any bucket he could find on his shelf with no rhyme or reason to it. So I scooted everything to the middle of the floor and then dumped all the buckets out there as well. We lined up all the containers and started sorting everything out. He was a huge help and actually said he likes when we clean his room like this its fun.

I told him when we go to the store later he can pick out a prize for all the hard work (this type of cleaning is more then just daily cleaning and I think it deserved a prize).

Allen was helping Christina. Let's just say it didn't go as well. She is not one to clean and we have not forced the issue so that is our fault. They were in there three hours and it was still not done. She just would not help him and he would not do it withouth her helping.

I went in there yesterday afternoon for 20 minutes and we knocked out a chunck of it but she still has not finished.

Okay back to Saturday. After cleaning we go into town have lunch and go to the craft store (Christina and I) and the music/book store (allen and Isaiah). We meet the boys at the music store after getting a few things for the party. Isaiah said he was ready to go. Allen said that is fine and we would he just wanted to look at the magazines for something. They head over there and Isaiah throws a huge temper tantrum about being ready to go. Talking back, crying, all of it. They leave I go pay for everything. I get to the car and he is still in full on tantrum. It finally gets better.

We go to the grocery store get what we need for the week. We get home put the groceries away and let the kids play a little bit (still encouraging Christina to get her room done). I get dinner made. It was tough but finally the kids ate something. Then it was time to brush teeth and go to bed. Christina decided it was her turn to just melt. Temper tantrum like I have not seen over brushing teeth. We got through it, but she has to go to bed with out her back rubbed.

Sunday was better but we still had some issues. Christina is definatly in a tantrum phase and an "I can't" phase. I pray they pass quick.