Wednesday, December 31, 2008
I had some plastic surgery over the break and wasn't able to sit up and read the computer. I now look 30 instead of 36. OK, not true.
We went to Banff Canada for a family skiing trip. We snowboarded some black diamonds. Also, not true.
The reality is that we really didn't have a great Christmas. I got sick. Kyle got sicker. It all started on Christmas Eve and lasted for 4 or 5 days!
I mean, don't get me wrong, Santa made it to our house. He brought the kids exactly what they asked for! Shocking how Santa knew what they wanted since they wouldn't have anything to do with him.
Lainey got the white board (dry-erase) that she was dying to have. (It is like her teacher's board). We are just waiting for Bo to get a hold of the markers and destroy some lovely piece of fabric around here.
Rhody only wanted a kicking tee for his football. Thank God he got it! That $5 orange rubber kick off tee is such a life-saver! For weeks, people (mainly Mommy) have been holding the football for him or helping him build make-shift tees--usually involving empty toilet paper rolls.
Bo was just as thrilled to open the gifts as he was to see what was in the gift. He was happy to play with whatever toy his siblings were playing with. They always handled with grace and kindness. Because that is how we roll over here.
Just an ear update--I am still cleaning snot-like stuff out of his ear about 6-8 times a day. Good times. I am worried that it might be brain matter leaking now. Brother Bo can't stand to lose any important brain fluids! (j/k about the brain matter--just in case a grandmother reads this)
We went to Texarkana and the kids loved it as usual! They love Gobby and Diddy Daddy and Casey (and the dog Molly). They get a ton of attention and get loved on 24/7. How could they not love it?
The reason Christmas wasn't so great was because I was sick and had a really bad attitude about the whole thing.
I don't want to bore you with the details of my self-centered, pity party that I had instead of enjoying the Christmas season. Let's hope for a better one next year!
I might need to make a resolution about something like having a better attitude. Putting others needs before my own. Having an eternal perspective. You know, things like that.
I hope you have a Happy New Year's Eve! I am sure I will be in bed well before midnight!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
I know it is Christmas Eve and I should be talking about the "reason for the season." I hopefully will tomorrow. If you want a great post about Christmas, go read Big Mama's blog today. (look over to the right and click Big Mama).
But the other day I was listening to some 80s music--classic, I know--and realized what my favorite holiday song is. I found it on YouTube so I posted it for you to enjoy.
I have to admit that I don't really remember this video. I recommend just playing it and enjoying the music. It will make you dance and sing a long!
See what I mean about the video? I could do those dance moves with only one year of Kitty Carter Dance Studio training under my belt. It is soooo Desperately Seeking Susan!
Merry Christmas Eve!
For some great Christmas tunes, come to Watermark Community Church for services today!
PS. Still cleaning snot out of two ears now!
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
It actually started last night. Rhody threw up around 10:45 pm. As throw up goes, it wasn't too bad. It got in his bed but not the carpet. Then he made it to the potty for the rest.
We made a pallet for him and he slept the rest of the night in there. No more vomit! Yee Haw.
But the night was not done. I moved to the couch because Rhody was snoring too loud for me!
Not long after I fell asleep, Bo woke up. The first of like 4 times he woke up. It was about every 30-45 minutes or so. Can you say "brutal?" That is not a normal occurrence for Bo and I was so done with him. On the 3rd or 4th time awake, Kyle asked him what was wrong and he said his ear hurts.
I didn't think to ask him what was wrong. I thought he just knew mommy was asleep right outside of his room and that as soon as I drifted off, it was his job to wake me up again.
Kyle left for church around 6:30 am. Bo and I have been up since right after then. I did my best to lay in bed still--pretending like I was sleeping--but not actually sleeping.
So far this morning, I have cleaned out a draining ear 3 times (looks like snot coming out of his ear), fixed 3 bowls of cereal, put sprite in a cup for Rhody, then gave him some banana bread, washed dirty sheets (but not all the regular laundry waiting for me), washed a possibly infected wound on Rhody's foot and discovered he has a real hatred for band aids and hydrogen peroxide, got snacks for all the kids and of course, changed a dirty diaper.
To top it all off, I opened the door to the garage to put the dirty diaper in there and something little and fast ran out from under my car. Ahhhhhh!!!!
I am going to go brush my teeth and put a bra on. That way I will feel as if I accomplished something today!!!
The reality of motherhood.
Friday, December 19, 2008
This was the topic of conversation (a conversation that we had after a run, the run was after I ate a hamburger and fries for dinner which made my run a little shorter with a side cramp): So I really can't eat whatever I want and stay at a good, healthy weight? Really? So consuming pints of Ben & Jerry's and loaves of bread does impact my body composition? Even if I exercise somewhat regularly? Really? Really.
I have known this truth for about 20 years now. But I don't really believe it. I think of myself as a somewhat intelligent and reasonable human being. But not when it comes to food and exercise and the cause and effect.
I always wanted to be that girl that you might overhear something like this coming out of her mouth, "I can just eat whatever I want. My metabolism is like it was when I was 17 years old! I don't even exercise much. blah blah blah blah."
Really, I hate that girl. So maybe I don't want to be that girl because I would have no friends. But I have to be honest, my metabolism didn't work like that when I was 17. I have no "glory days" to look back fondly on.
But I often want things to work out--with out the work. Make sense? I seriously want to eat what I want to eat when I want to eat it with absolutely no consequences. Sound like something my 2, 3 or 5 year old might think? Totally. Wow, that is embarrassingly true.
I am not sure where I am going with this. Just wanted to throw it out there to my blog audience. (Jenny and 2 other people)
I did recently get the Jillian Michael's book Making the Cut. It is about "getting ripped" and losing those last few pounds and most importantly, being able to confidently "run while wearing a bikini."
Really? Run while wearing a bikini? Can you imagine anything more disturbing? Where exactly would I be running? Why? Plus, I am not sure that Santa is going to bring me a bikini (see previous post about Lainey's letter to Santa).
I haven't really read the book yet but I plan to glance through it. I will let you know what I think. I plan to do something about getting to my ideal weight/size/shape--whatever you call it. Please stay tuned.
I guess I shouldn't go eat that Peppermint ice cream. Mainly because I am really not that hungry. And it might give me some reflux. What am I 82 years old?
Thursday, December 18, 2008
She was my link to the world every morning. I know much of what I know because of the Today show. A bit dramatic but totally true.
Her liberalism bugged me but I liked her so much that I let that go. I watched her host the Olympics, the Macy's Day parade and the Tonight Show one time.
And of course, I was with her through all the hair styles. When I say I was with her, I mean I was watching her sometimes with admiration and sometimes with confusion.
She is so cute that it is hard to take that away from her with a questionable hair style.
All that to say that I was flipping through tv yesterday and saw that she had chopped her hair off! My first thought was that I had no idea that my friend Katie had cut her hair! I had no idea when she had done it, why, did she like it! I am so out of the loop.
It just reminded me that I miss seeing her every morning. Her life is going on without me.
I like Meredith Viera enough. She is just not Katie.
Click here to go see her new look. (because I can't seem to figure out how to get a pic from the web on to my blog.)
Enough about some total stranger that I called a friend. I need to go address Christmas cards. I can't believe how behind I am this year!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Emily finished her leg! We then headed downtown to find the finish and Jenny. We literally got stuck in traffic because of the race. Keeley and Emily got out of the car and directed all the other cars to back up so we could take an alternate route. Way to go girls!
I am proud of all of you. Thanks for running with me!
Lainey woke up at 2 am on Saturday morning and threw up. She was up again at 6:00 am sick. So I went ahead and got up and went to Albertson's to get the essentials. Sprite, Gatorade, crackers, etc. The sky was so beautiful. I stopped to take a pic.
So the iPhone doesn't really capture the pink sky but I tried! I was the only shopper in Albertson's that early!
About Lainey, she was so great during the stomach bug she got. She made it to the potty every time. She was concerned about waking up her brothers in the middle of the night. She was unusually cooperative while feeling really bad. I thought to myself, maybe she is maturing and can handle pain and discomfort a little better than a young child.
However, this afternoon she fell down and scraped up her knee. Seriously, you would have thought that someone had amputated her leg. She couldn't walk. She cried hysterically. She need immediate medical attention. I guess I will need to wait a little longer for that maturity while in pain or discomfort.
Later that morning, Kyle's parents drove in to Dallas to help take care of the kids for the day. Little did Sherry know that she was actually going to have nurse duty that day. She and Lainey stayed in the "sick room" while Diddy Daddy and the boys and aunt Casey played elsewhere!
Kyle and I were busy at the mall at the annual Thomas family Christmas shopping spree! Every year we all meet at the mall and my parents give us envelopes with some cold, hard cash in it! We get two hours to spend the money on us! Not gifts, not for the kids, no bills--just things for us. We meet for lunch and show off what we got!
We look so forward to it every year. It is so fun to spend time with my siblings and sibling-in-laws without our children! That never happens!
Some people go and scout out the mall to plan their shopping out. Some just wing it. Some just go and buy a pair of shoes and a sweater.
I did pretty well. Ann Taylor Loft was having a big sale. Buy one and get the second item free! Nic and Haley and I spent a lot of time in there. Nic went a little crazy on this shopping spree. She bought things with color, cream colored pants and skinny jeans! The fashionista has arrived!
Haley is always fun. First, we had to convince her that she could not use most of her money to buy a juicer. Or fuzzy Crocs. She got some great stuff. She even found stuff for her mom to get her for Christmas and for Rob to get her. (otherwise known as going over what we got in the envelope!)
Here I am with Haley trying on hats. We didn't get them. This was after lunch when we made Rob go back and exchange the ill-fitting jeans he bought at the Gap. He found some that were a lot better.
Here are some pics of my nieces and their new outfits from Forever 21. Can you believe how precious my nieces are? They are getting so big!
Thank you so much Mom and Dad. We always have such a great time. We look forward to it for months leading up to Christmas. You guys are always so generous with your children. I love you!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Here is one of Rob's latest Igniter Media video shorts. You will recognize a couple of people in the video. Kyle and my niece Elle! You all did a great job singing and producing the video!
I am sure to be in the next one. Actually, we watched the video a few times this morning. Each time it got to the last singer, Bo shouted, "Mommy singing!" He is brilliant. That is Sasha from Watermark not Mommy. If only I could sing like her!
Yes, she did ask for a coat. Like the kids on the Angel Tree might have asked for. Another proud moment for Mom.
Anyway, here is a snippet of her letter to Santa. I will use her spelling as well.
I been good this year Santa. . . I wut (want) a camru. My mom wuts a bathen soot. . .
We don't know why all the sudden she can't spell want! But more importantly, what up with her asking for a bathing suit for me?
So, this morning we talked about it. She brought it up. She said, "did you know that I asked Santa for a bathing suit for you?"
Me, "Yes I did. (laughing) Why did you ask Santa for a bathing suit for me?"
Lainey, "Because your bathing suits are too small."
Why else would one ask for a bathing suit?
Merry Christmas to Mommy.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
I was going to post a lot of pics of the before and after but. . .Haley did instead! Please go to their fun blog to see the last two posts about Charly and her scissors. She ended up looking adorable. It is a tough consequence for a 3 1/2 year old. She is not crazy about her short hair.
Speaking of emergencies, I definitely had one yesterday. A fashion emergency. Or something like that. I took the boys to Forever 21 yesterday. I know, bad choice for Mommy. Stay with me. I saw some cute tops that were only $8.50! And they were really fun, festive colors. I grabbed a couple and some other things and headed to the dressing room. Bo was in the stroller and Rhody was walking around in his cowboy boots. (boots are not necessary to the story, just kind of funny that he is so into boots)
Another mistake, I was wearing a sports bra. Never a good idea to go shopping in athletic gear.
Then I grabbed a shirt and put it on. I could quickly tell something was terribly wrong. It didn't quite go over my shoulders as smoothly as one might hope. Once I got it halfway on, it got stuck. It wasn't going anywhere. I seriously could not get it off. I could barely move my arms. I felt like I might get a cramp in my shoulder. (I got a cramp once by reaching back in the car for something to pacify a child. It doesn't feel good.)
I was standing there with a shirt at my chest with a sports bra on and trying not to panic. Rhody was crawling in and out of dressing rooms. Bo was strapped in and laughing at Mommy. I asked Rhody to come in and help me. He didn't obey right away (shocker) and wouldn't come in the room. I almost lost my cool (as if I ever had it) trying to get him in the room. I needed his help. I needed him to pull the shirt up and off my head.
What luck. I am stuck in a shirt in the dressing room with only Rhody to help me. He is almost 4 yrs old. He possibly could help me. But this is the kid who can barely do anything for himself. He is happy to get a sock on his foot (not socks, just a sock).
I tried to explain that mommy needed help. He was already mad at me for making him obey. He gently grabbed the shirt and said, "I can't do it mommy." I strongly suggested he try again. He then exerted only slightly more energy to no avail. I was panicking thinking of going out into the store with a sports bra on and a shirt stuck on my chest asking some 19 year old to help me.
I tried one or ten more times and eventually got that thing off. Did I mention that I put on the wrong size without knowing? In no way am I a small at Forever 21!
Don't worry. I am ok. No physical harm was done. Maybe some slight emotional damage but nothing that a fun night with girlfriends couldn't cure.
Good thing that is what I did last night. A great night with my bible study girls and a delicious dinner. Love you girls.
On a totally random and weird note. For anyone that watches Oprah, you know Dr. Oz. My mom hates Dr. Oz. Why? Because he wear scrubs with no undershirts. He just seems a little dirty. Wisdom from Martha.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
On Friday night we went to grab some hot chocolate with the Bindras at Starbucks. I just want to apologize to everyone in that Starbucks for the noise and chaos that we brought with us! We drove to see Christmas lights and the twelve days of Christmas! Somehow Jenny and I ended up in a van with just Lainey and Lily. The Dads got the 4 youngest and loudest ones. It was a lot of fun!
Saturday, Lainey and I went to go see The Nutcracker with Nancy and Gracie Pigeon and Lacey and Addie Bone. The girls got dressed up in their Christmas dresses for the occasion. We grabbed lunch before and then headed to the Dallas Ballet Center's performance. It was a great show! Lainey's favorite part was the mice! Thanks Nancy for organizing this for us.
Today, Gobby and Diddy Daddy came for a short visit! I didn't tell the kids about it so it would be a surprise. Then about 3 minutes before they got here I was talking to Rob on the phone and said, "Dennis and Sherry are coming in a minute." Then I heard Rhody say, "Bo! Gobby and Diddy Daddy are coming!!!" Oh well! The kids were so excited to see their grandparents!
We played lots of football outside. The boys were in heaven! Gobby was all about the tackling. Here she is with her boys!
Rhody's football face! Watch out Steelers!
Seriously. She is MY daughter too. Seriously.
Church was great today too. That was my "high" for today. The pastor spoke about God's plan for family. It was encouraging and convicting. If you ever want to hear great biblical teaching, please go to Watermarkradio.com to download some messages.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
I really love my iPhone. During the time without use of my computer, I could at least check email from my phone. I still felt connected to the world. I was even able to get online to find a dress I saw at the store and email a friend with more details about said dress! All is right in the world.
So now that I have my computer and my iPhone, I downloaded some pics from the phone to the computer. This a random assortment of photos with no connection to anything!
I went to Target a few weeks ago. They had several really cute and fun coats. Lightweight and stylish. I tried to take a picture of myself wearing one, but this is all I could get. Not a great picture of me or the jacket! Oh well, you will just have to trust me.
Today Jenny and I met at the Galleria. With no kids. It's Thursday! We went into Forever 21. You know the store where the clothes make you remember that it's been forever since you were 21? But it is just so cheap. It's hard to resist!
Let me be clear, this was just a funny outfit that I put on to make Jenny laugh!. The heels are literally 5 inches tall! I couldn't move. Just so you know, they are selling turtlenecks for $9.50 there! I got one last year that I wore all the time. Now I haven't checked my closet to see if it still exists or just spontaneously combusted. (is that a word?)
This is poor Bo 2 weeks ago when he got soooo sick. He got a stomach bug that just knocked him out. He literally just laid down on a towel in his room. He fell asleep there a lot. He didn't want in his bed or anywhere! Just the floor or our arms.
Here is Bo in happier times! This is Bo and his second cousin "Baby Sarah." Bo loves Sarah! He wants to hold her all the time. We happened to run into Sarah and her family at Mariano's tonight. What fun for all of our kids! Sarah has 3 older brothers and sisters that Lainey and Rhody love to play with too. Don't you love Lake Highlands? I just happened to run into my cousin Will and family at dinner tonight! It was a treat. Maybe not so much for the tables around ours. We had 7 children at our table. Enough said.
The next pic is a new favorite product of ours. It's Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day.
My friend Jenny got it for me to try. We love it. It smells like Lemon Verbena. I am not sure what that is exactly but it smells fresh and clean!
Speaking of Jenny, she loved the product so much that she sent out this informative and entertaining email about it. If she had a blog, she would have totally posted this. But she doesn't so I will. From Jenny. . .
As requested, I have come up with another new favorite house-hold thing!
As many of you know, I love to clean house. Wait- scratch that. What I MEANT to type was "I love a clean house." Very different than "I love TO clean house." In reality, I don't really mind cleaning all that much...in a perfect world: no children around, proper cleaning tools, plenty of time, rainy weather, no children around, '80's music playing loudly in the background (preferably INXS)...However, these perfect conditions rarely (if ever) occur. And when they do, generally the last thing I want to do is clean. So, um, I guess maybe I don't really even LIKE to clean house. bummer.
I remember when we had a housekeeper... (pause to allow the dream sequence music to begin) It was my favorite day of the month. I would come home from work almost giddy with the anticipation of how our house would smell deliciously and perfectly clean. Like Pine-sol, Windex, and love. Honestly, I don't really remember our house ever being dirty when I was working- really, who was there to make it dirty?? But, I still loved the feel and smell of a clean house.
Fast forward 5 years and 3 children later. My house is rarely clean. In fact, it rarely even smells clean. Oh, I can occasionally fake it with a candle or by throwing things in closets. But woe to the person who comes to our home at 5pm or just after Kylie has delivered her latest "present." In fact, my new reality is this: my house will be clean when my kids go to school (yes, I know, all of you with school-aged children are chuckling at my naivete- "silly, hopeful woman not driving carpool, doing homework, and spending time at the elementary school"). But this is what I have to tell myself to get through the days of dried leaf and sand flower arrangements, cushion and blanket forts, babies and strollers and various baby clothes and laundry that needs to be washed and laundry that needs to be put away. And did I mention the love that my girls have for accessories? And God forbid we have rice or grated cheese for dinner...it almost makes me want to get a dog. (almost, Missy)
So, I have found a new cleaning product that gives me the illusion that my house is clean. And I can walk around in a blissful haze of Lemon Verbena, all while tripping over couch cushions and introducing my girls as they put on another "show." This magical product is called: Mrs Myer's Clean Day Countertop Spray. It is heavenly and makes your whole house (ok, really just your kitchen, but isn't that enough?) sparkle and shine and smell really really great. Sadly, you cannot find it at your local Wal-Mart. Thus far, I have found it only at Central Market or Whole Foods (some of you have stopped reading, I know- but I promise- I will pick it up for you!!). It is good for the environment, cleans like you did before you had children, and is not tested on animals or small children (ok, I just made that part up about not being tested on small children, but I am sure that it is not).
So, drop your mop! Throw your dust-rag in to the closet! Grab a bottle of Mrs. Myer's Clean Day Countertop Spray! And, as Keeley and I gushed about it last night, she mentioned that the refill bottle that you buy after you've used your first bottle is a mere fraction of the cost and lasts decades. (maybe not decades, but months, for sure). Oh happy day!
Monday, December 1, 2008
So, I just have some random thoughts (again).
You other moms might understand this. Once Lainey could walk, actually crawl, I get NO privacy in the bathroom. I mean none. For some reason the kids think that when I walk to the bathroom, they must drop everything they are doing to come follow me. Lainey doesn't really do that anymore but Bo definitely does. I figure it is just part of life now. Not my favorite part. I do sneak back there occasionally to get some privacy. I could talk about it more but I am thinking no one wants to hear anymore about the bathroom.
So Lainey looks just like her dad. I hear that at least 5 times a week! So funny. I think people are in awe that there is nothing of me in her appearance. But she really is a combo of us. Really. We do "highs/lows" before bed each night. On Wednesday night, her two "highs" were: Getting to go to Nana's to see the tables decorated for Thanksgiving (that part is me) and getting to clean up and organize her desk by herself (that would be Kyle).
I took Bo to the doctor today. Actually, we saw the Nurse Practitioner. We like her and can get in a lot easier to be seen by her. Bo has tubes in his ears and they have been draining for a week. (This could be the grossest post ever) I called today and they said to bring him in. He has an infection in both ears! Way to go Mommy! They asked if he had a fever (no), if he was not sleeping (sleeping fine), or any other symptoms (just the snot coming out of his ears). Oh, and he has been just plain awful for a week. I mean the kind of awful where Kyle and I just stare at each other and wonder where he came from. (since this child looks just like a Thomas, we know where he came from). The nurse said maybe it was his ears. I will be sure to let you know in 10 days after we finish the antibiotic. Cross your fingers that it is the ear infection and not a permanent personality shift.
Rhody is precious. He still loves sports. Asks to watch football on the weekends. Wants a kicking tee for Christmas--and that's all. He is unashamedly scared of Santa--has no interest in seeing him. A 2 year old girl made him cry today. He cries over a lot of things. Yet, that same sensitive boy is the one who wants to make sure everyone wins. If he makes a touchdown, he makes sure that Bo makes one too. He is so proud of all his accomplishments. Like putting his socks on by himself. Or blowing his nose. He gets a grin from ear to ear to tell me of the puzzle he did or the points he scored. It is so cute. I can see him looking to the stands to see all of us smiling at him when he plays well! He is totally that kid!
I have more random thoughts but I am going to go watch tv instead!