Wednesday, September 26, 2012

WhAt ShE wOrE wEdNeSdAy

Are you guys ready for another installment? It is United Way week at Diva's school. They get to do silly things to raise money for United Way. Today is Wacky Socks and Hair day. Unless you are my child. Then, it's just another Wednesday for her. Needless to say. Today was not a stretch for her.
Shirt: Pretty sure that is an Old Navy shirt
Shorts: Cut off jeggings. They had a hole in the knee so I cut them for her to have some ratty shorts to wear around the house. Instead she wears them ALL. THE. TIME. It drives me crazy. She knows I hate them.
Hello Kitty shoes: Target
Socks: Mismatched from I have no idea.
I have a bonus picture today. If you follow me on Facebook or Twitter you may have seen my post asking you to visualize the outfit. Forgot the pic so just visualize this~ Blue jeggings, denim shorts, black sparkly top, red sparkly boots, and she made her own side pony.
It was beyond fabulous....I was able to get a picture of it after school. 
She thought she was hot stuff. I let her. 

Monday, September 24, 2012

An Incident With A Mouse




Yup. True story. That's how my afternoon went. I'm sure I have the Bubonic Plague or Rabies or something else horrific. I watch the Discovery Channel. The Today Show did a show last week saying that diseases from the past are on the uptick.
I don't like mice, rats, or any other small furry creature that is mouse looking. They creep me out. They are on my short list with snakes and roaches. I get a little panicky just thinking about them. You can imagine how calm cool and collected I was this afternoon. Mr. Mayer wasn't taking me seriously. Now, since then, I have sat in this house completely paranoid that there are mice inside somewhere. I feel my heart rate increasing as I type this.
In addition to the Mouse Incident there was ANOTHER EFFING POOPCAPADE!!!!! Grrrrr....I have expressed my disdain for poo and anything poo related. However, I keep getting stuck cleaning the stuff up. I was super distracted by the impeding mouse invasion. The Dudes had been pulling charcoal out of the grill for over a week. I keep putting it back in, scolding, and repeat. I covered the grill after I murdered a mouse and the Dudes moved on to the chiminea. They had been pulling lava rocks out of it. I was hunting mice. Carter was off playing with his rocks. Owen was "mowing" the grass. Then Carter walks over, holds out his hand and says "Ewww...." I glance. Dirt. Wait. Second glance. WTF?!?!?! It was not dirt. It was poo all over his hand. His feet. His legs. His arms. His MOUTH! I threw up a little. Where did poo come from? I scooped the backyard. I clean him up and send him on his way. Yeah. I'm super brilliant. A little bit later I look over at him sitting at his table (we are outside~thank goodness!) and he is on his knees. There is something on his foot. Poo. Ugh. Then I notice he is still playing with his rocks. Those are funny looking ro.......OH CRAP! Literally. It was crap. He was playing with crap. Then I look at Owen. Owen was still mowing. With rocks in his hand. They weren't rocks. He was holding poo as well. I mean seriously. I grab my antibacterial wipes and start scrubbing the boys. I might add at this point that the Dudes thought this whole process was hysterical! I scrub the Dudes, find the poo source. Scowl at the dogs. Not only did they not help at all with the mouse situation, but they keep pooing after I scoop. Sheesh. Worthless lap dogs :)
My neighbor's were outside this afternoon. I can only imagine what they were thinking today. I'm just giving them more evidence that I'm crazy.
Mr. Mayer finally made it home. An hour after I text him. I don't think he realizes what is going to happen if indeed a mouse does get into my house. He's poked around the backyard. Said he didn't find any evidence of mice other than the aforementioned deceased mouse. I think he was just humoring me.

Friday, September 14, 2012

#parentingfail


So, as I mentioned on Wednesday~Mr. Mayer is gone for 11 days. It's the longest either one of us have been gone. Ever. I was a little nervous. However, Wednesday was an unbelievably good day. All 3 kids were in good moods. Things went smoothly. I found a little bitty park near Diva's dance class that the Dudes and I could play at while she was in class. It all went well. Then yesterday happened. Those good moods? Replaced by 3 crying, screaming, falling in the floor blobs. I mean. What the heck?! Can we go back to Wednesday? The Dudes and I did manage to go and get donuts yesterday morning before they went to their school. They thought that was a very big deal. We don't do things like that very often.

On top of the terrible no good moods Diva had gymnastics and an open house at school. I tried to get out of the open house. She was having none of it. She was pumped to show me her classes and teachers. Ugh. Do I have to?! Then it started raining. We need the rain, but I don't much like it when I have to get out in it. So, when Diva said in between temper tantrums that she didn't really feel like going to gymnastics I jumped for joy. Yes. I let her skip gymnastics. And I was happy about it. She wasn't letting me out of the open house though. Dang. I text KiKi to see if she was working. She was. So, I text my neighbors H and M. M was available. Yay!!! Now Diva has one less thing to cry about. I ordered pizza, got everyone fed, started the Dudes bath and Diva and I were off. The rest of the day went well. This morning I got everyone up. Diva was dragging so I had to rush her a little. Finally I get everyone loaded in the van and off to school we go. We pull up in front of the school and there is no line. Diva and I even talk about how we beat the crowd this morning and that never happens. I was in awe. I drop her off and watch her run in the building. The Dudes and I go home and I unload them. As I am putting the last boy in the house the home phone starts ringing. Weird. No one ever calls. Especially at 7:40 in the morning. I don't make it in time to answer but see it was from Diva's school. Already?! I check my cell phone and I have a voice message. It was the school receptionist. She leaves a message saying it is late start Friday and that the school doesn't open until 8:05 and asked if I could come get Diva. Oh-Em-Gee!!! I was so focused on getting everyone where they need to be on time and getting myself ready for my trip that I completely forgot about late start Friday's. I suck. I call the school back and re-load the boys. We go get Diva. She hops in and says "It's late start Friday." I apologize all over myself. She says it's okay. She doesn't mind. We go find a spot and park for 20 minutes. Then I take her back to school. Now. I am hoping this mornings fiasco isn't setting the pace of the rest of my day. If so. I'm in big trouble.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

11 Days

I knew it was coming. I've known for a while that it was going to happen. I just chose not to think about it because every time I did think about it I would get anxious about it. Well. Today is the day. It happened. Mr. Mayer left. For 11 days. Yikes!!! A long weekend, no problem. But a week and a half? Yikes!!! It will be just me and kids. Just typing it makes me panic a little. And, if I'm being honest. I'm not sure why I'm so anxious about this. It will be the same stuff I do everyday. I mean. I'm a stay at home Mom. I'm with these people every day! I think what makes me anxious is the idea that I know he will not be here to back me up. Usually around 5pm things start to go down hill around here. I'm tired. The kids are tired. There is crying. There is screaming. There is all around mayhem. It's nice to have another adult around to talk to and to take a screaming kid. As I was dropping him off at the airport this morning he said "Please don't kill my kids. Just lock them in a room or something."
The thing that makes me groan the most? Mr. Mayer takes Diva to school every morning. The Dudes don't get up until after they have left. I'm going to have to get them up early and take Diva to school. He also picks Diva up from dance since it's an hour and it's hard to keep the Dudes entertained in the car while we wait for her. I take that sort of stuff for granted. It's a small thing that makes life a little easier.
So. I had my little wallow. 11 days. We can do this. A friend is watching the kids this weekend and I'm going to fly out to see Mr. Mayer (and our cousin and her new baby Gavin. I mean, he's the real reason I'm going. I'm dying to see him in person). That will give me a mini break. Then next week will be next week. It will fly by I'm sure. I have big plans not to make dinner. Watch all sorts of chick flicks and wallow on the couch after the kids are in bed. I'm sure wine will be involved at some point :)
Mr. Mayer is really excited about this trip. I'm glad. It will be good for him. The training, but being away from home for a little bit will be good as well. A little separation from time to time is good for the soul I think . See, he's been gone 2 hours and I already miss him and realize how much I take him being here for granted. So~ Mr. Mayer~ I know you will read this. Have a great trip. We will be fine. I won't kill them. 11 days? Humph.....easy.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Hello from Crazy Town

Ever have one of those weeks where you aren't sure if you are coming or going? Yeah. I have. I think I've hit my wall tonight. My eyelids are being held up by toothpicks at the moment. Life has been nonstop for over a week now. I'm hoping tomorrow can return to a little normal. Diva started back to dance this week, in addition to her weekly gymnastics. The Dudes are officially 2!! More on that later because I like to drag things out a while :/ I babysat my sweet little 7 month old niece on Wednesday and decided I had 0% desire to have another baby. But, I did remember how easy one baby can be. Wow! The Dudes have been r-o-t-t-e-n this week. OMG! Make the screaming stop!!! Someone. Help. Please! I'm begging. The screaming. The crying. The CLIMBING ON EVERY FREAKIN' THING THEY SEE.  Whether we are in public or not. Super embarrassing. I'm trying really hard not to go completely crazy mom on the Dudes, especially when we are out in public. This is getting harder by the day. I am not handling things calmly this week. I feel like I am slipping deeper and deeper into crazy town. We did the Tulsa Mother's of Multiples sale yesterday and today. I volunteered to be on the sale committee. So. I spent most of the week hanging and tagging my stuff and then spent the remainder of the week working at the sale. My Friday and Saturday were consumed with it. However, if I'm being honest, it's not that bad to be down there all day those 2 days. I get to hang out with some really great people who I have a lot in common with! The worst part is not seeing my kids for 2 days and stuff around the house kinda goes by the wayside. However, since I have apparently boycotted cleaning this past week that's no biggie. Who needs to clean their house? Phtt. That's lame. I posted this picture a while back, but thought it was appropriate for how I was feeling this week. How was everyone elses' week?