Ok, so 2013 is over. It went out with a big bright ball crashing hoorah, while my co workers and I stood in room 1 of the ED devoid of hats or noisemakers, knee deep in patients with the flu. And so we welcomed in 2014. I hugged my friends Kari and Linda, and off we went, praying for the night to JUST BE OVER. .
I made some resolutions. Easy one's I think. Or well maybe practical ones'.
Take a family trip.
Save 10% of our paychecks and put it into an account...no touching!
Find a church.
Improve my sewing and crochet skills.
Live Dr. Markhum's advice on parenting.
Plant and maintain a vegetable garden.
Not too bad. I know it's more than one, but it's more like my goal list for 2014. 2013 wasn't so bad. We had good moments (Lucas :)) and not so good moments (Frazier's stroke, the bathroom disaster, and an $11,000 bill). But we survived and we are still here. Intact. A family with it's problems and it's better days. I hope 2014 brings forgiveness, acceptance, gratitude, mended fences, and simplicity.
blessings all!
sue
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Facebook got me kicked out of church!!!
Well, it finally happened. Well, two things finally happened. First, I got an email from the head of our church nursery letting me know that they had found other volunteers so I could take a break. Polite way of firing me, lol. Second, my pastor blocked me on facebook and publicly admonished me because I posted the word Goddamn. I take no offense to that because it is a public forum and if you don't like what people write, then don't read it and feel free to block them. Lol, damn stellar week I'm having.
xoxo
mom
xoxo
mom
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Four kids and a nurse practitioner
Last Friday was going pretty well. Was, that is the key word. I got in an out of THE WALMART with two kids in tow in under 35 minutes. There was no screaming or punching in the checkout line, no beggina and crying for candy. Things quickly began to deteriorate around 2 pm when #5 was struck again by the now infamous GI BUG OF BULLOCH COUNTY. This time in the form of not being able to tinkle or "my froggy potty". One phone call to the doctor got us an appointment by 4pm. Two phone calls to babysitters and one to the neighbor yielded no help in watching the other 3 while I toted #5 to the doctor. Damn.
So there we were. All of us at the doctor's office on Friday afternoon. Four kids aged 3-8 years, one of who is clutching her tootie because she can't tinkle. We are called to the triage area by the nice nurse. I know they are all cringing seeing us coming down the hall because last time we were there #4 crapped on their floor. I try to expedite the process. Everyone wants to stand on the scale. I usher them to the seats with threats of shots for all if they don't shutup and sit down. We are ushered down another hall to a windowless room. Trapped like a rat with four kids, one of which is still clutching her tootie.
There's an adjoining bathroom. EVERY SINGLE CHILD WITH ME NOW HAS TO POOP. One by one they take their turns. #4 comes out mid poop, pants down to his ankles to announce there is also a shower in the bathroom. "Not to worry, we can shower at home", I say, "please finish your business."
We learn all about the stirrups on the pelvic exam table. We learn how the blood pressure cuff inflates. We read a book on asthma. We turn the lights off and on. We spin on the doctor's stool. We clutch out tooties because we still can't tinkle. OMG. Has it really only been 20 minutes?????
The door opens and in walks the NP....oh my dear Lord.....with a big plastic cast boot on her foot. She is immediately barraged with questions by #4. He has to examine this thing and touch it ALOT.
She tries to nicely tell him to not step on her broken leg. He pulls her pant leg up to get a closer look. They finally quiet down enough to let her ask why we are there. #4 announces that his "sister's butt hurts" and even turns and points to the appropriate area. He is helped to a seat. After finally examining the real patient, it is determined she has a bladder infection and needs a shot. The door opens and two nurses come in. It takes all three of us to pin her to the exam table to administer the medicine as her siblings cringe behind the privacy curtain, looks of horror on their little faces. She smacks me when it's all over. Everyone gets a glowstick. #4 hugs and kisses the nurse practitioner. I deserve a beer.
They usher us to the waiting room to wait some more for any horrible allergic reaction #4 begins running back and forth while #2 power punches him. #4 then begins catapaulting off the furniture. The nurse at the reception windows looks out as I shoot myself in the head with my imaginary finger gun. She slides the little glass window that protects her from the chaos open and says to me "Are they all yours?" "Yes, yes they are." I reply. Like I'd go pick up other people's kids and take them all to the doctor's office. "I drink alot of wine." I say. She gives me the thumbs up and slides the window closed. I know she is talking smack about me because I am obviously pregnant and my other children are running amok like a pack of banshee's in the waiting area.
My only consolation was that I didn't have to pay today. Somehow I had a credit to my account. I think they were lying though. I think they just wanted me to leave.
xoxo
mom
So there we were. All of us at the doctor's office on Friday afternoon. Four kids aged 3-8 years, one of who is clutching her tootie because she can't tinkle. We are called to the triage area by the nice nurse. I know they are all cringing seeing us coming down the hall because last time we were there #4 crapped on their floor. I try to expedite the process. Everyone wants to stand on the scale. I usher them to the seats with threats of shots for all if they don't shutup and sit down. We are ushered down another hall to a windowless room. Trapped like a rat with four kids, one of which is still clutching her tootie.
There's an adjoining bathroom. EVERY SINGLE CHILD WITH ME NOW HAS TO POOP. One by one they take their turns. #4 comes out mid poop, pants down to his ankles to announce there is also a shower in the bathroom. "Not to worry, we can shower at home", I say, "please finish your business."
We learn all about the stirrups on the pelvic exam table. We learn how the blood pressure cuff inflates. We read a book on asthma. We turn the lights off and on. We spin on the doctor's stool. We clutch out tooties because we still can't tinkle. OMG. Has it really only been 20 minutes?????
The door opens and in walks the NP....oh my dear Lord.....with a big plastic cast boot on her foot. She is immediately barraged with questions by #4. He has to examine this thing and touch it ALOT.
She tries to nicely tell him to not step on her broken leg. He pulls her pant leg up to get a closer look. They finally quiet down enough to let her ask why we are there. #4 announces that his "sister's butt hurts" and even turns and points to the appropriate area. He is helped to a seat. After finally examining the real patient, it is determined she has a bladder infection and needs a shot. The door opens and two nurses come in. It takes all three of us to pin her to the exam table to administer the medicine as her siblings cringe behind the privacy curtain, looks of horror on their little faces. She smacks me when it's all over. Everyone gets a glowstick. #4 hugs and kisses the nurse practitioner. I deserve a beer.
They usher us to the waiting room to wait some more for any horrible allergic reaction #4 begins running back and forth while #2 power punches him. #4 then begins catapaulting off the furniture. The nurse at the reception windows looks out as I shoot myself in the head with my imaginary finger gun. She slides the little glass window that protects her from the chaos open and says to me "Are they all yours?" "Yes, yes they are." I reply. Like I'd go pick up other people's kids and take them all to the doctor's office. "I drink alot of wine." I say. She gives me the thumbs up and slides the window closed. I know she is talking smack about me because I am obviously pregnant and my other children are running amok like a pack of banshee's in the waiting area.
My only consolation was that I didn't have to pay today. Somehow I had a credit to my account. I think they were lying though. I think they just wanted me to leave.
xoxo
mom
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Detangling Brush
OMG! It's fnally here. The infamous detangling brush that cost ways too much money! Emma swears it will end all her crying when we have to come her long locks. I gently remind her that you have to brush your hair more than ONCE a day to keep it from getting tangled in the first place!
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
my to do list
Well, it gets longer everyday, but it's meant to simplify my life. Ha! What am I doing right now? Well let me tell you.
1. I am currently incubating baby #6.
2. I am raising 6 pullets which are quickly outgrowing their little pen and getting all gawky looking.
1. I am currently incubating baby #6.
2. I am raising 6 pullets which are quickly outgrowing their little pen and getting all gawky looking.
3. I am wondering if I should by one of the piglets I saw on Craigslist this morning???
4. I am waiting for this weeks 52 lists to be posted over at Moorea Seal.
5. I am wondering if I can really feed everyone on $400 a month?
6. I am happy we paid off the truck.
7. I am waiting to hear back from the pediatrician so I can get Sam's immunization records to register him for kindergarten (wow!).
8. I am hoping it is going to be warm today so I can work in my garden.
9. I am wishing and wishing that the green whoosh of spring color is going to wash over my yard VERY soon
what are you doing today?
xoxoxo
sue
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Why I should pray more.
Some days are easy, some are not. For those that are not, I should probably pray more.
10 reasons I should pray more:1. One of my supervisors saw me at the Lowe's garden center looking at flowers. She watched as my children punched the crap out of each other while in the cart. She also watched as I just ignored them.
2. I buy beer at Walmart at 9:45 am and I am usually drinking it by 10 am.
3. My pastor made me mad a few months ago and I sent him an e mail about it.
4. I've entertained the idea of leaving my kids, in the cart, in the Walmart cart corral and driving away.
(I really wouldn't do this, lol).
5. I'm teaching my two year old to say "Daddy? Daddy? Daddy? I want a pony." I'm hoping she says it all weekend while I am at work.
6. I asked my husband why our boy puppy has weiner hair.
7. I have asked someone why on earth they put a zucchini THERE?
8. I have made my four year old pose for pictures after major doodie episode's before cleaning him up.
9. I made a grown woman clean up her own poop off a chair.
10. I am still thinking about the girl who called me my husband's mother.
lol. i'm really over all of it. i think
xoxo
s
and u thought i was long gone...
....I wasn't, really. Just fell off the blogging wagon for a while :P We all do it. Don't lie and pretend you don't!
Where have I been and what antics have these kids of mine been up to?...OH the stories! Alas, I will save those for another day though. Just wanted to drop back in and say hello to all and let u know I missed u.
sue
Where have I been and what antics have these kids of mine been up to?...OH the stories! Alas, I will save those for another day though. Just wanted to drop back in and say hello to all and let u know I missed u.
sue
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Welcome to the Fair!
Last night we visited the opening night of the Kiwanis Ogeechee Fair here in Statesboro....the kids had a blast, I ate ate my first fried snickers bar and we all went on the ferris wheel! After I got home, I realized I had signed up to work (sorry everyone!). We had a great time, saw some friends and lots of "interesting" folks, lol!
hey baby, wanna ride?
my favorite part of the Fair was the chickens of course!
my three little piggies!
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
heart(s)
Last Sunday my husband and I headed down the hall from our own Sunday School class to pick up the kids at their classrooms. He headed down the hall, but Sam's Sunday School teacher laughingly pulled me into the room. She was covering her face, giggling and said "OMG, Sam is so cute.". I apologized and said "What did he do now?". Lol, always Sam.
Seems Sammy was sitting next to her at Children's Church and was enamored by her "heart". His exact words were "I lush (love, in Samanese) u heart." All the while RUBBING her boob. Then he says, as he moves his hand over and discovers her other boob..."Oh u has two hearts. I lush them. They so soft.".
My response? "Well, he was breastfed."
Reason 4, 356,783 why we are going to get kicked out of church.
Way to cop a feel, Sam.
xoxo
Mom
Seems Sammy was sitting next to her at Children's Church and was enamored by her "heart". His exact words were "I lush (love, in Samanese) u heart." All the while RUBBING her boob. Then he says, as he moves his hand over and discovers her other boob..."Oh u has two hearts. I lush them. They so soft.".
My response? "Well, he was breastfed."
Reason 4, 356,783 why we are going to get kicked out of church.
Way to cop a feel, Sam.
xoxo
Mom
Thursday, August 30, 2012
The Princess and the Perfume Bottle
Me: Madison, were you messing with Mommy's perfume?
Madi: Yes.
Me: Where is it?
Madi: It's not dere.
Ummmm. Not dere? Where is not dere? Well it wasn't on the bathroom counter where it always is.
I have been cleaning all day, washing all the bed linens.
Me: Madi, where is my perfume?
Madison: I want goldfish.
Me: No goldfish, until I get my perfume back. Where is it?
(insert sound of little feet running into my bedroom)
Madison: In dere.
This here...is apparently "dere".
Ok well, let's see.
It was. In dere.
I AM A BIG FAT STINKER.
Me: Madi? Stay out of my bedroom.
Madison: No.
xoxo
mom
Thursday, July 5, 2012
We don't do that on the kitchen counter.
After a fun-filled afternoon of swimming with the kids, I decided to get to harvesting all my sunflower seeds from the ginormous plants we grew this year. The kids had already bee-lined for the house after our swim, so I was harvesting by myself. I picked two full buckets of seeds and headed in the house to show the kids. I found Jacob and Emma sitting at the computer watching Tom and Jerry, Sam (believe it or not) was just sitting at the counter and Madi was standing on my kitchen countertop.
{listen, get that horrified look off your face. I KNOW your kids also climb on your countertops to get to the cookie jar. Stop lying to everyone}
Me: "You got a cookie, honey?'
Number 5: "Water."
Me: "Water, what water?'.
Number 5: "It's wet."
Then I see that there's water all over the countertop. I grab papertowels to start cleaning it up.
Me: "Who spilled water here?"
No answer from Numbers 2-4.
Mid paper towel swipe I realize Madi's in her swimsuit. Madi isn't potty trained.
Number 5: "I pee-pee."
xoxo
sue
{listen, get that horrified look off your face. I KNOW your kids also climb on your countertops to get to the cookie jar. Stop lying to everyone}
Me: "You got a cookie, honey?'
Number 5: "Water."
Me: "Water, what water?'.
Number 5: "It's wet."
Then I see that there's water all over the countertop. I grab papertowels to start cleaning it up.
Me: "Who spilled water here?"
No answer from Numbers 2-4.
Mid paper towel swipe I realize Madi's in her swimsuit. Madi isn't potty trained.
Number 5: "I pee-pee."
xoxo
sue
Monday, July 2, 2012
Why my husband is not allowed to take the children out by himself.
I had to work last night until 1 am. When I came home, hubby was waiting for me in the chair. They had gone to a our church's Family Fun Nite at The Clubhouse here in Statesboro. I asked how things had gone, and he said "Fine, until...{insert Sam's name here}". Sam, it's always Sam. Sigh.
Here's my understanding of the story.....
Hubby was sitting with Madi watching the other three play in the ball pit. Jacob and Emma came running over, but not Sam. Hubby inquired of Emma where Sam was. Her response..."I can't find him." {here's where my mom radar would have gone into overdrive....missing child alert!}. So hubby says he gets up and starts heading over to the ball pit. He see's another church dad waving him over. He said "I thought he wanted me to bowl with him." Not so, honey. Here comes Brother Wiggins, who leans over to my husband and says this.......
"Your boy is naked in the bathroom."
Fast forward to the bathroom scene. Four kids in the mens room of the Clubhouse. Emma is holding her nose. Sam is {of course} naked. There are flies and he is freaking out. Hubby told him it's his odor that is attracting the flies. There is poop in underwear, poop on the floor. {does this sound familiar??} Brother Wiggins shows up with a bottle of spray and some paper towels. Hubby said other random church dads are knocking on the door to check if he's ok. Madi has strapped herself onto the bathroom changing table. They are all in the handicap stall. Sam is crying because he can't go play in the ball pit.
I'm thinking Sam is a party animal. He showed up fully clothed and left in a diaper and sneakers.
How much fun did he have???
I'm going to be doing alot of apologizing this weekend at church. They just don't UNDERSTAND Sam. He is MISUNDERSTOOD.
Lol.
And that folks, is why my husband is not longer allowed to take the children out by himself.
xoxo
sue
Here's my understanding of the story.....
Hubby was sitting with Madi watching the other three play in the ball pit. Jacob and Emma came running over, but not Sam. Hubby inquired of Emma where Sam was. Her response..."I can't find him." {here's where my mom radar would have gone into overdrive....missing child alert!}. So hubby says he gets up and starts heading over to the ball pit. He see's another church dad waving him over. He said "I thought he wanted me to bowl with him." Not so, honey. Here comes Brother Wiggins, who leans over to my husband and says this.......
"Your boy is naked in the bathroom."
Fast forward to the bathroom scene. Four kids in the mens room of the Clubhouse. Emma is holding her nose. Sam is {of course} naked. There are flies and he is freaking out. Hubby told him it's his odor that is attracting the flies. There is poop in underwear, poop on the floor. {does this sound familiar??} Brother Wiggins shows up with a bottle of spray and some paper towels. Hubby said other random church dads are knocking on the door to check if he's ok. Madi has strapped herself onto the bathroom changing table. They are all in the handicap stall. Sam is crying because he can't go play in the ball pit.
I'm thinking Sam is a party animal. He showed up fully clothed and left in a diaper and sneakers.
How much fun did he have???
I'm going to be doing alot of apologizing this weekend at church. They just don't UNDERSTAND Sam. He is MISUNDERSTOOD.
Lol.
And that folks, is why my husband is not longer allowed to take the children out by himself.
xoxo
sue
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
hooray!
Elaina Brooke Weiss
June 27, 2012
7:47 pm
6 lbs 10 ounces
19 inches long
welcome baby!
June 27, 2012
7:47 pm
6 lbs 10 ounces
19 inches long
Nick and Elaina
Miranda and Elaina
welcome baby!
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
updates from the house...
the bouncy house is dead {compliments of one puppy with long claws}
the tomatoe plants are dead and coming out today.
i've harvested all my carrots.
i've been canning and baking.
we had a campfire. {ahhh, so nice}
my fish like to eat leftover marshmallows.
i haven't caught the turtles.
only one of my chickens is laying eggs :(.
i finally cleared my pool up. {yeh}
my zucchini plants are growing.
my pumpkin turned orange.
i got my haircut and i'm mad about it.
i just finished reading Not a Fan.
i am infatuated with books by Joel Olsteen.
i want to go to the beach.
i got rid of the flies. {thank God}
the tomatoe plants are dead and coming out today.
i've harvested all my carrots.
i've been canning and baking.
we had a campfire. {ahhh, so nice}
my fish like to eat leftover marshmallows.
i haven't caught the turtles.
only one of my chickens is laying eggs :(.
i finally cleared my pool up. {yeh}
my zucchini plants are growing.
my pumpkin turned orange.
i got my haircut and i'm mad about it.
i just finished reading Not a Fan.
i am infatuated with books by Joel Olsteen.
i want to go to the beach.
i got rid of the flies. {thank God}
what's going on at our house?
xoxo
sue
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Kim
Rest in peace Kim. We will always remember you and your smile. The Lord will watch over your husband and children. This morning was sunny and beautiful here and I know it's because you woke up in Heaven this morning.....God bless.
xoxo
sue
xoxo
sue
Saturday, June 9, 2012
bounce
Cost of bouncey-house: $35.00
3 hours of playtime without interruption: Priceless.
xoxo
bounce on children, bounce on!
mom
Friday, June 8, 2012
Random
Jacob and his rescued feline, Monkey.
(who is also the mother of the 5 kittens we have now inherited)
Sassy little girl!
Shirts and shoes, Madi.
You've been eaten by enough ants!
Jacob named him Garfield. Lol.
Little white kitty :)
Dog vs Cat, who will win?
I've seen the cat in action!
Just some random pics from around the house!
Happy day!
Sue
Snapper!
Here he is (I think, cause there's ANOTHER one in the pond too)
He hisses and snaps...and is now living elsewhere!
Sorry for the hook, buddy, but you ATE my duck!
xoxo
sue
VBS with a friend!
Today is Emma's last day at VBS with her friend Katie Ann! Thanks to the Shaver family for inviting her along for the week...the girls had a blast!
xoxo
sue
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