Back in January, we'd hired a baby sitter we'd used on occasion to watch the kids for the husband and I to go out to dinner with friends.
I happen to work with the babysitters mother.
We're eating out having sushi and hibachi and having a good time with friends. On our way home we decide to make a stop at Target for a snack for relaxing at our place after dinner. As we leave the store to head home, the babysitter calls.
Immediate nervousness sets in. The babysitter usually just texts, why is she calling??
I quickly found out why.
The boys flooded the bathroom by overflowing the toilet.
In her panic, she called her mom, my co-worker who lives less than 2 miles away to help her.
The rest of the drive my, with our friends in the backseat, my husband and I were in nervous/embarrassed mode. My co-work is in my house, cleaning my flooded bathroom from a toilet that overflowed for a reason yet to be discovered. I can tell you one thing, that is not a good feeling!
Upon our arrival home, we hustle into the house to find my co-worker standing there with a bucket and plunger in her hands and having it nearly all cleaned up. I must say I have some pretty awesome co-workers!
The bad news, the flushed so many times and over flowed it so much the water leaked all the way out of the bathroom so we had wet carpet outside the bathroom. It also leaked through the floor into the basement.
Not exactly how you like to end a night out with your husband and friends.
It made for a good story at work Monday morning that's for sure, and it only cost me a slight amount of embarrassment!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Stuck Like Glue
After following the news this morning and hearing of the natural disasters and mass devistation this moring, it's made me want to blog again to share and record some memories of my boys because I am thankful for them and everyday we have. We may have snow and flooding here in Ohio, but it is nothing compared to what other are dealing with. For them, I say a praryer.
So, on with my story of the day.
We listen to mostly country music in this house. It's something my husband both and I like and don't mind our children growing up listening to. After all I grew up listening to country music, and it such a part of my memories growing up.
A common tune on the radio lately is Stuck Like Glue by Sugarland. Caden loves this song.
He walks around the house singing it. It's adorable. When he sings it, it sounds something like this:
Ut oh, ut oh
ut oh, ut oh
what'll i do
ut oh, ut oh
ut oh, ut oh
what'll i do
It makes me smile every time.
Monday, March 07, 2011
Hockey Stick
I am a big Charlie Brown fan.
Although, after watching them again with my children, I'm not so certain I want my children watching Charlie Brown.
Caleb always interrupts the movie, he's a chronic talker during movies. Caden is a seriously focused movie watcher and doesn't miss a beat of the movie.
For instance after watching It's Christmastime Again Charlie Brown this past Christmas, Caden walked around for a month or more saying "Hockey stick! Did I just say hockey stick!?"
Wikipedia says:
The children participates in a Christmas play, where Marcie plays The Virgin Mary, Franklin gets the role of Gabriel, Peppermint Patty reluctantly plays a sheep, and Sally, who has to say the line "Hark!" in the same play to summon a herald angel, inadvertently says "Hockey stick!". Later, Harold (herald) Angel drops by to visit Charlie Brown, looking for Sally.
A friendly reminder, when you're out and about and your child is saying hockey stick, hockey stick, hockey stick, people do not immediately correlate that with Charlie Brown.
Although, after watching them again with my children, I'm not so certain I want my children watching Charlie Brown.
Caleb always interrupts the movie, he's a chronic talker during movies. Caden is a seriously focused movie watcher and doesn't miss a beat of the movie.
For instance after watching It's Christmastime Again Charlie Brown this past Christmas, Caden walked around for a month or more saying "Hockey stick! Did I just say hockey stick!?"
Wikipedia says:
The children participates in a Christmas play, where Marcie plays The Virgin Mary, Franklin gets the role of Gabriel, Peppermint Patty reluctantly plays a sheep, and Sally, who has to say the line "Hark!" in the same play to summon a herald angel, inadvertently says "Hockey stick!". Later, Harold (herald) Angel drops by to visit Charlie Brown, looking for Sally.
A friendly reminder, when you're out and about and your child is saying hockey stick, hockey stick, hockey stick, people do not immediately correlate that with Charlie Brown.
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
Midnight Alarms
We have an alarm clock in the boys room. We use it to tell time of course, but nothing else. It's always turned off.
Apparently one day the kids decided they'd explore it and play with it, without us knowing.
It isn't uncommon in my house for me to go to sleep before my husband. I was sleeping soundly by 10.
Just after midnight, I hear a radio blaring. My husband is no where to be found, and by no where to be found, I mean he wasn't in bed. Let's face it, I was a groggy mess and I wasn't actually going to look for him.
So after listening for a minute or two, I decided I should probably figure out where the heck that music was coming from!
I starting stumbling around the house listening, and fianlly track it down to the boys room.
Wouldn't you know they're both sound asleep with a radio blaring at maximum volume from their bedroom!?
I fumble around, turn it off. Curse my husband for not being upstairs to fix this.
I do not get up in the middle of the night. That is my husbands job. Something better be seriously wrong for me to get up.
The kids know this. If they pee the bed, or some other strange middle of the night occurrence. It's ALL Daddy.
But if they want to get up in the morning, they know it's all Mommy. Daddy is not a morning person!
Apparently one day the kids decided they'd explore it and play with it, without us knowing.
It isn't uncommon in my house for me to go to sleep before my husband. I was sleeping soundly by 10.
Just after midnight, I hear a radio blaring. My husband is no where to be found, and by no where to be found, I mean he wasn't in bed. Let's face it, I was a groggy mess and I wasn't actually going to look for him.
So after listening for a minute or two, I decided I should probably figure out where the heck that music was coming from!
I starting stumbling around the house listening, and fianlly track it down to the boys room.
Wouldn't you know they're both sound asleep with a radio blaring at maximum volume from their bedroom!?
I fumble around, turn it off. Curse my husband for not being upstairs to fix this.
I do not get up in the middle of the night. That is my husbands job. Something better be seriously wrong for me to get up.
The kids know this. If they pee the bed, or some other strange middle of the night occurrence. It's ALL Daddy.
But if they want to get up in the morning, they know it's all Mommy. Daddy is not a morning person!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
I have something to say.
I haven't been blogging regularly for awhile. Life has gotten busy, and I haven't had much to say. I've several posts started and drafted and some are just waiting to have pictures inserted, but I haven't made it a priority. I'm okay with that. After all, I blog for myself because I need an outlet, and it works. Today, I have something to say.
Tonight my family of four was gathered around out table for supper.
The topic of conversation was started when Caleb was telling Daddy what to do. I asked Caleb if was the daddy. Caden immediately stated that someday he would be the daddy someday. Ohh! In excitement I tell him Mommy and Daddy would like that because then we'll be a grandma and grandpa, but we're in no hurry for that!
But it was all down hill from there.
The conversation continued with the boy talking about how his future would be. It included things about moving into his own house. He changed his mind between living in one house with his twin and having separate houses. They talked about having children and who would visit them.
The question of who their mommy and daddy would be when they moved into their own place. Daddy took the lead and explained that that wouldn't change. But he had already made his decision. He's going to move out and Camerin's mommy is going to move in with him. We were then going to be another child's mommy and daddy. It evolved into him living with Camerin's mommy, and us still belonging to another child.
He spoke with such excitement and joy in his voice.
I know he's not old enough to understand. I know his 4 year old brain can't even begin to comprehend the situation.
My heart breaks for my boys. My heart breaks into a few pieces for them that they don't have a real relationship with their mother, even though I'm confident that my relationship with them as their mother is stronger, and better for them as individuals. My hearts breaks into more pieces, knowing that the primary reason is due to near abandonment from their biological mother. Pieces that can't comprehend the choices she made in lack of proper care. Pieces that can't begin to understand the feeling my children will feel when their understand, when they really understand the extent of it.
I know in time we will all be whole, but this insight into his 4 year old mind, worries me. I worry I won't be able to heal all the pain.
I think he remembers more of his life with her than we know. I think he thinks about it a lot. My two boys had a very different relationship with their mother and brother; they handle it very different. I worry that it may be the reason of some of our struggles with acceptable behavior.
But most of all, I fear having to slowly explain to them and answer their questions as their curiosity continues. My husband and I have together decided they are to always know the truth when they ask questions about what happened/is happening. I fear that day may be sooner than expected, even if it is at a very high level.
I pray for guidance and strength as we continue on this parenthood journey in a very different kind of blended family.
Tonight my family of four was gathered around out table for supper.
The topic of conversation was started when Caleb was telling Daddy what to do. I asked Caleb if was the daddy. Caden immediately stated that someday he would be the daddy someday. Ohh! In excitement I tell him Mommy and Daddy would like that because then we'll be a grandma and grandpa, but we're in no hurry for that!
But it was all down hill from there.
The conversation continued with the boy talking about how his future would be. It included things about moving into his own house. He changed his mind between living in one house with his twin and having separate houses. They talked about having children and who would visit them.
The question of who their mommy and daddy would be when they moved into their own place. Daddy took the lead and explained that that wouldn't change. But he had already made his decision. He's going to move out and Camerin's mommy is going to move in with him. We were then going to be another child's mommy and daddy. It evolved into him living with Camerin's mommy, and us still belonging to another child.
He spoke with such excitement and joy in his voice.
I know he's not old enough to understand. I know his 4 year old brain can't even begin to comprehend the situation.
My heart breaks for my boys. My heart breaks into a few pieces for them that they don't have a real relationship with their mother, even though I'm confident that my relationship with them as their mother is stronger, and better for them as individuals. My hearts breaks into more pieces, knowing that the primary reason is due to near abandonment from their biological mother. Pieces that can't comprehend the choices she made in lack of proper care. Pieces that can't begin to understand the feeling my children will feel when their understand, when they really understand the extent of it.
I know in time we will all be whole, but this insight into his 4 year old mind, worries me. I worry I won't be able to heal all the pain.
I think he remembers more of his life with her than we know. I think he thinks about it a lot. My two boys had a very different relationship with their mother and brother; they handle it very different. I worry that it may be the reason of some of our struggles with acceptable behavior.
But most of all, I fear having to slowly explain to them and answer their questions as their curiosity continues. My husband and I have together decided they are to always know the truth when they ask questions about what happened/is happening. I fear that day may be sooner than expected, even if it is at a very high level.
I pray for guidance and strength as we continue on this parenthood journey in a very different kind of blended family.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Daddy's Singing
My husband and I danced to Edwin McCain's I'll Be on our wedding day, and it has been ever since one of our songs. The other(s) maybe more embarassing than I'm ready to share!
I have my phone set to a clip of this song for my ringtone when hubby calls me. The boys have picked up on the ringtone and are always announcing "Daddy's calling!"
Today, while we're snowed in, the song came on the radio.
The boys ran to me in the kitchen saying "Daddy's singing! Where's Daddy, he's on the radio!"
This makes my hectic work at home, mommying, puppy mommying, laundry doing, snow day not so bad. It may have even helped put a different perspective on it.
Today is also my 200th post! I started blogging February 27, 2010, almost a year ago. I started blogging to deal with our failed pregnancy. I needed an outlet, and I needed to find people like me. I also had a story to tell, which I have told in time, and that didn't come with ease. But I put myself out there, and I've found people to relate to. Blogging has lead me to other blogs and twitter, and an amazing community that help keep me sane thanks to you followers!
I have my phone set to a clip of this song for my ringtone when hubby calls me. The boys have picked up on the ringtone and are always announcing "Daddy's calling!"
Today, while we're snowed in, the song came on the radio.
The boys ran to me in the kitchen saying "Daddy's singing! Where's Daddy, he's on the radio!"
This makes my hectic work at home, mommying, puppy mommying, laundry doing, snow day not so bad. It may have even helped put a different perspective on it.
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Today is also my 200th post! I started blogging February 27, 2010, almost a year ago. I started blogging to deal with our failed pregnancy. I needed an outlet, and I needed to find people like me. I also had a story to tell, which I have told in time, and that didn't come with ease. But I put myself out there, and I've found people to relate to. Blogging has lead me to other blogs and twitter, and an amazing community that help keep me sane thanks to you followers!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Where are you now?
This morning after my yoga class, I was getting showered and ready for work in the locker room when I heard this song playing for the first time. I really enjoyed it and wanted to share with you all.
I love the whole song, but there are parts of it that really just speak to me.
Where are you now?
To my favorite teacher
told me never give up
To my fifth grade crush
Who I thought I really loved
To the guys I've missed and the girls we've kissed
Where are you now
To my ex-best friends
Don't know how we grew apart
To my favorite band
Sing along in my car
To the face I see in my memory
Where are you now
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
To my first girlfriend
I thought for sure was the one
To my last girlfriend
Sorry that I screwed it up
To the ones I loved
Didn't show it enough
Where are you now
Where are you now
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
I know we'll never see those days again
And things will never be that way again
But that's just how it goes
People change but I know
I won't forget you
To the ones who came
Who we're there from the start
To the love that left
And took a piece of my heart
To the few who'd swear
They'd never go anywhere
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be how I am
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
If it wasn't for you
I'd be nothing
Where are you now?
told me never give up
To my fifth grade crush
Who I thought I really loved
To the guys I've missed and the girls we've kissed
Where are you now
To my ex-best friends
Don't know how we grew apart
To my favorite band
Sing along in my car
To the face I see in my memory
Where are you now
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
To my first girlfriend
I thought for sure was the one
To my last girlfriend
Sorry that I screwed it up
To the ones I loved
Didn't show it enough
Where are you now
Where are you now
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
I know we'll never see those days again
And things will never be that way again
But that's just how it goes
People change but I know
I won't forget you
To the ones who came
Who we're there from the start
To the love that left
And took a piece of my heart
To the few who'd swear
They'd never go anywhere
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause I'm thinking of you
You showed me how
How to live like I do
If it wasn't for you
I would never be how I am
If it wasn't for you
I would never be who I am
If it wasn't for you
I'd be nothing
Where are you now?
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