Won't You Come Visit Me?

It's official. All 5 boys have been sick within the past two weeks. Evan is the latest victim. He is currently sleeping on the couch. Evan never sleeps during the day.

Logan and Jack visited Dr. McKenzie yesterday. Jack is doing breathing treatments for possible pneumonia, and is on antibiotics. Logan is also antibiotics for an ear infection. If I could give you a sound bite, you would be sure to hear coughing, sniffing, sneezing, hacking, blowing, and the whirrrr of Jack's nebulizer as he quietly sits through another treatment.

(He actually does very well, and loves the cute little masks our Dr gives him. The fish mask his his old one from when he had RSV at 4 weeks old. The dragon is his new mask.)

I am doing my very best to stay sane. Whenever I get the chance, you can be sure I'm walking around with a bottle of Clorox spraying everything in sight.

Derek and I haven't slept in two weeks.

I'm packing my bags for the loony bin.

I expect visitors.

Tagged

I'm new at this whole tagging thing. I've never been tagged before, and I have to admit, I'm flattered. I'm supposed to write 16 random thoughts. Here we go-

1. I had a snake, Jake growing up. He got loose in our house. We never saw Jake again.

2. I love shooting guns. I once won a competition when I was 7. I beat an 18 year old.

(I'm a better shot than my husband and my brother. Just ask my dad.)

3. I hate spiders, but I love holding tarantulas.

4. Derek and I want to adopt a girl from China.

5. Our dream is to raise our kids on a farm.

6. I've watched Toy Story 2 ten times in three days.

7. I've stood at the top of The Cliffs Of Moher.

8. My son shook hands with President Obama.

9. My boys are sick, and I wish I could be sick for them.

10. I want to go back to school and be a pharmacist.

11. This week I made mac and cheese for the boys. Mixed in with the noodles

was a spider, and a few beetles.

12. I hate mac and cheese now.

13. Luke wants to take my necklace (the one with the boys' names hanging from it) to school for 'N' day. Should I let him?

14. To my brother, Declan-Yes, I am seriously playing blog tag. Now I have a question for you-

You have a facebook page? Seriously.

15. I am desperate for new clothes, but desperately broke.

16. Jack is sleeping in the fort we built yesterday. Forts rule!

Whew, I did it. Did I bore you stiff? I tag: Meg, Melody, and Amber...you're it!

(Lucy-I wanted to tag you, and force you to blog. But, I'd rather go out for a drink and hear

your 16 random thoughts in person.)

Weekend Round Up

Wow. What a weekend. It consisted of swim lessons, basketball games, room rearrangin', sick kids, stock show cruisin', train & pony rides, and more. It ended at 9:00 last night with gum in someones hair. Here are the details:

Evan, Luke and Jack all have swim lessons on Saturday mornings. They go to SwimLabs, which is the most wonderful place on earth. There are three separate pools, each with no more than 4 kids per class. In the waiting room, parents can watch their kids swim on a private flat screen TV. The teachers will periodically place the cameras under the water, to capture a fully-submerged boy showing off for his Mama. Note to reader: This does not include Jack. He prefers to stay dry while swimming.

Evan is playing basketball, and LOVES it! He has a game every Saturday, and is a blast to watch. They have a great team this season! They all play well together, and have finally grasped the concept of passing the ball. Aside from oatmeal, coke & hot tamales, he is asking for a basketball hoop for his birthday.

The Frat Brothers decided at their last meeting that their room needed a new look. They informed of this last week, and Saturday night we made it happen. The Frat House looks fresh and new, and the brothers are happy.

Wes had a cold and gave it to Luke. Luke gave it to Logan. Logan Gave it to Jack. Whoever said siblings don't share? (I'm making Evan wash his hands to the extent that it just may be overkill. I don't care. One sick kid-I can handle. Two sick kids-still manageable. Three sick kids-one step closer to insanity. Four sick kids-checking myself in. Five sick kids-come visit me at the looney bin.)

Yesterday marked our annual visit to the National Western Stock Show. Unfortunately, one of us had to stay home with sick Logan and baby Wes (who is no longer sick, but too tiny to go). Being the wonderful husband that he is, Derek stayed home with the babes while I took the three oldest to romp around at the show. Dee and Papa go with us every year, and spoil the boys rotten. The boys enjoyed pony rides, train rides, & cotton candy galore. Rodeo? Animals? Cowboys? No thanks. More cotton candy, please.

Derek and I got everyone bathed and into bed. Ahhhhhh. Quiet.

For about two minutes.

Then Jack came into our bathroom with gum in his hair. His new horse (a stock show find) had gum in his mane. I did my best to ease it out with baby oil. Lack of sleep and lack of patience quickly set in. I reached for the scissors and took aim. Both Jack and his horse received a new hair cut. Don't ask me why he had gum in bed. I'm still trying to figure that out.

There you have it. Our weekend. Happy Monday, y'all!

Boys, wonderful boys.

"Boys are found everywhere—on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is truth with dirt on its face, beauty with a cut on its finger, wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket."
Author: Alan Beck

It was a beautiful 70 degree day today. The boys and I spent most of it outside.

Spring fever is kickin' in!

Lil' Raider Hater

My Godfather went to California, and all he brought back for me was this lousy Raiders romper.

If the neighborhood boys see this, they'll really give me the business.

M.L.K. Monday

Just a quick post here....

It's Martin Luther King Day, so you know what that means - NO SCHOOL!!! Yeahoooooo!!!

I've got all five of my boys home with me, and to top it off, I don't even have to do daycare today. Just my boys and me! It's a BEAUTIFUL day. We went on a long walk, and had the best time soakin' up the rays. Our walk wasn't long in distance, but took almost an hour. The boys were bound and determined to crunch, throw, and slide on every piece of ice they could find.
(I had no idea there was so much ice.)

Yes, I let them throw ice. (No one was hurt in the process.) Evan accidentally ran Jack over with the stroller, but that had nothing to do with ice throwing. And the ice really came in handy at this point.

Duty calls. Evan wants to bake a cake for M.L.K.

I never turn down cake.

Ciao!

Flashback Friday!

Allow me to delve deep into the flashback archives.

August, 2008.

A newborn baby who ate, slept, ate, slept......& slept some more. A go-with-the-flow kind of guy. Someone who didn't add much extra noise to this already LOUD place we call home.

Fast forward 5 months.

Introducing 'I want it NOW' Wes. Someone who yells at the top of his lungs when things don't go his way. Like today, when his sippy cup kept going into his nose instead of his mouth.

That took him over the edge.

Gone are the days when your brothers jump to your aid with every little peep or squawk. Your screaming lends a new source of entertainment for them. They stand by your highchair and selfishly enjoy your infant frustrations.

Be patient, little man. Just under a year now, and you'll be able to chase them down.