Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Full week

Summary of a wild and crazy week.


Starting with a migraine, and wearing sunglasses for 4 days, and I still feel kind of weird and light headed and tender.


Last minute temple trips. If you are going to have a headache, this is definitely the place to have one. Quiet and peaceful and soothing.


2 year old who thinks he can change his own diaper 3 times this week after having a stinky diaper. The last time I found him upstairs in the bathroom, with nothing on. He was messy, and the roll of TP was partly undone and I could see he had tried to wipe himself. No trace of the messy diaper. So Ammon and I did an emergency search. It was nowhere upstairs, but I saw a little spot at the top of the stairs, indicating he had come all the way from downstairs. So we ran down and didn't see it anywhere. Then I smelled something as I stood at the sink. And there it was in the garbage can. So he had taken it off, put it in the garbage and then went upstairs and tried to clean himself. Fairly impressive. And with one small carpet spot to show for it. Phew. But it's a habit I don't want to continue.


8 year old who cries hysterically every time he strikes out, and therefore strikes out every time. Some intensive practicing yesterday with Dad, that is...practicing smiling and having fun and not getting angry.


6 year old who cries hysterically because he didn't get ice cream at the party, therefore he didn't get to go back and get ice cream.


6 year old who is also very sweet and praises his little brother for writing 2 letters. He went on and on telling him what a good job he did. It warmed my heart.


8 year old with 2 ticks to pull off in one day. Nasty, ewww, gross. They really love this child. He does not really love them back.


Family Home Evening about cheerfulness and kindness to other. Not that any of our kids need that lesson, especially a certain 8 year old who I just don't know what to do with sometimes.


Fun yard sales where we found a baseball glove and a bat and missed out on a bike for a poor 4 year old still riding a tricycle.


Bargain box is a great place where today I bought some church pants, a church shirt, a pair of jeans, and pair of tennis shoes for $2.25.


Oh and as a sidenote, I get called a new calling at church. No sleep after that. Oh my goodness. What is our Bishop thinking? So now I keep waking up at 3:30 or 4 a.m. and just getting up after not being able to go back to sleep. That one's not common knowledge yet, though.


Lots of dishes and vacuuming, even more laundry, and I only get one run in because of my silly head.

And a little awesome extra time with my awesome husband, since most of his squadron was gone and he took a couple of extra days to be home before leaving to play racquetball for the Airforce team at nationals. Go Travis! I sure would like to go...

Toys constantly dumped out of bins, cupboards emptied of tupperware and utensils, tubes of toothpaste smeared all over bathrooms, marker on kitchen floors, water dumped from cups to floors all over the house all week, and lots of giggling and trying to escape the house and get into the fridge--all by one silly 2 year old.

Oh and finally, tonight was a great game for one 8 year old who did it! He had a good attitude and tried hard and it paid off! 4 hits, first time attempting to pitch (and threw an out on 1rst as a pitcher). It was heavenly (yet I have to say very stressful STILL--what in the world did I put my parents through by playing sports?)

3 comments:

Marian said...

man, i just talked to you for so long, and yet there was still so much i didn't know about your week! how does that happen? at least you do blog posts so i can read all about it. scary about the diapers being taken off, and way too gross about the ticks. i don't think i ever want to live in a place like that. no matter how pretty it is. love you!

Tyler and ShaeLee May said...

I just know my little boy is going to cry and get so frustrated with sports. I was such a baby in sports. I remember in 8th grade basektball everytime I got subbed out of the game I would cry. My parents were so embarrassed...I'm sure I'll get my taste of it now.

brittanydaw said...

love your poop story. I have a similar. Put a kid down for a nap, I thought he was sleeping. Went to check on him, and yes, he was sleeping, but before he fell asleep, he pooped, took off his diaper, smeared poo all over the walls, floor, door, carpet, bed, and of course, himself. Tried to get the poo off with an entire box of kleenex, which was then thrown around the room. Nice.