Monday, September 30, 2013

Thursdays are going to be my favorite days of the week....Or the day I rock in the corner.

Our Thursdays are packed to the gills this year.  We go from kickboxing, karate, more karate, to Spanish for one child, co-op for the other two, then woo hoo we get to go back to karate.  Thankfully I have help with the last karate of the day.  Why then would I venture to say that Thursdays are going to be my favorite day of the week instead of Thursdays being the day that I'm going to go rock in a corner when I return to my home late at night?  Day one of co-op.  That is why.

We were at our friends house working on all the stuff we need to have done for the little ones teacher, we were working on following directions and putting the right shapes and this case animals on the right shelf so they all would fit.

Friend:  We will put the pets on the right line, so for example if you put the pet dragon in the in the middle you won't have room for the other pets. (Mind you the dragon was not one of the animals they had to choose from it was a fictional dragon.)

Corbin"  HELLO!  Dragons are dangerous!  They don't belong in a pet store!

Friend:  Right no dragons lets just move with the pets we do have then.  (We are dying laughing at this point.)

We have most of the big kids at the house, they are working on doing their own school work but keep coming into the school area with the little kids.  Apparently my friends youngest daughter got sick of her older sister coming into our area:

FD:  No big kids allowed!  This is just for us!  Get out of here! (Think she has older siblings?)

The final piece that made me almost die:

Okay guys what do fish eat?

Adam:  Seaweed and Mac and Cheese.


Adam:  Well they eat Mac and Cheese in Vermont!  (While on their trip to Vermont with their father apparently Mac and Cheese was available in large quantities and that is what they went fishing with.)

Yeah, Thursdays, they are going to be very interesting.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Our Semi-Annual Dental Appointment.....Barnacles

Ah my Corbin and his nemesis, the dentist.  The dentist lays him back and it begins.

Dentist:  Corbin, we need to have you brush a little better here, see there are barnacles.

Corbin:  Where?

Dentist: Showing him some scrapings from his teeth.  See we need I need to scrape more of these barnacles off your teeth.

Corbin:  This should be interesting.

I will say we have the best dentist ever.  Corbin made it through his whole appointment in the main room and not in the quiet room and thanks to the ACT mouthwash we have no cavities!!!!!!  Sometimes its the little things that make life good.

Boys, cups, masks....That is all.

Last week I sent Diego with Zachary to buy his first athletic cup.  I assumed that he didn't want to take his mother who has no filter and brothers to make this purchase.  Corbin and Adam were unaware of what this new appliance was for.  Today at karate with his instructor watching Corbin took the cup and put it small end up and started to use the cup as a mask:

Me:  Corbin!  No!!!!!!

Corbin:  Why?

Me:  You can not use your brothers cup as a mask! (Corbin just looked confused.) Your brother uses that for his private parts.

His instructor and I were trying not to cry as I'm trying to tell Corbin why he can't use the cup as a mask.   Around us stood my friends who were completely unaware of what had just occurred which just sent the two of us into hysterics further.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

I'm not going back under there. I think there might be critters....

Today we are cleaning, prepping, and fixing broken drawers and beds.  Diego went into the boys room to look at the drawer they broke.  He picks the drawer up and leaves the room.

D: I'm going to fix this in the other room.

Me:  Okay.

D:  I don't want to go back under that bed.  I think there are living creatures under that bed.

Me:  Nah.  Its all good they are just dust bunnies.

D:  Mumhum.  I think I saw one move. Have fun with that.

In my mind I'm thinking, oh honey you just haven't been around children long enough.  It was gross but I'm pretty sure my old Suburban was worse, at least there wasn't old food under there.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Why I have not posted this week....Until now.

I have spent the last 8 days without my babies.  For some I know this is a welcomed occurrence. For me, it was kind of like someone pulled a great big chuck out of my side and said, "you'll live." All I wanted to say back was something I won't post here.

I have lived, according to one source not as calmly as I would like to have thought I was but I have lived. What's a girl to do when she has no small people to yell at her to make breakfast, do laundry, clean up after and educate?  Well, not blog.  I have helped paint, clean, done laundry, watched as  Diego put grass seed and manure all over the backyard, and work. Until today I really didn't have any blog fodder nor did I really have a sense of humor.

Really, I'm not going to blog about helping pull out the tree in the backyard and landing on my backside while Diego laughed at me.

Or about laughing at my dearest friend and her upcoming move to the beach....She hates sand.  Its still funny.

Tonight I was supposed to be holding my little monsters, yelling at them to pick up their stuff, and watching them play video games (they have been in a "electronic free" zone for the last 7 days).  Unfortunately their flight was delayed and due to some stellar flight people and the misconception that they would take care of the problem, they were forgotten about until all the flights out of where they are were booked.  For me that means one more night without children.  For the kids one more night at the lake with their dad.  Corbin is a little anxious to be home but as I lived so will he. For me this also means we got to go out to an adult dinner.

What a lovely dinner, my mom, grandmother, dear friend, and Diego. My grandmother decided that tonight it was Diego's turn to be harassed.  When she found that you cannot tease someone who will give it back as good as they get she brought up a song she and my grandfather used to sing and sang it for us.    

Princess Pupule has plenty papayas
She loves to give them away
And all of the neighbors they say
Oh me-ya oh my-ya you really should try-ya
A little piece of the Princess Pupule's papayas
Zazza zazza zazza zazza zay

Princess Pupule's not truly unruly
To pass out papayas each day
But all of the neighbors they say
She may give you the fruit but she hang on to the root
And so she has the fruit and the root to boot
Zazza zazza zazza zazza zay

(alternate lyric after 'they say':
The sample is ample, and so is the source
She'll break her an acre and grow more of course)

One bright Sunday afternoon
It was field day in her papaya groves
But I reached the gate an hour too late
The customers were lined up in droves

So let this be a warning
Go early in the morning
And it is true you'll never rue the day
The Princess Pupule has plenty papayas
She loves to give it away
I mean papayas
She loves to give them away

Never a dull moment around here. Even without kids.