I’ve been watching Malcom In the Middle reruns lately. Yeah Netflix! When I was younger the show didn’t appeal to me. Now I feel like it’s a glimpse into my future. The way the parents find humor in the annoying tattling has rubbed off and Scott. Both boys were getting ready for swim practice and from the other room we hear “MOM!”. It was Barrett, the biggest tattle tail. I interjected
“Have you boys packed you swim stuff yet?”
“No, I haven’t but Merrick did and he’s pulling my hair!” Now Scott interjects.
“Your brother managed to pack his swim bag and pull your hair and all you’ve managed to do is tattle. He’s an over achiever.”
Barrett just stared dumbfounded and walked away. It was so funny.
That same over achiever managed to grab a few laughs at his last day of preschool. Here is the text I got from his teacher.
This stemmed from a short discussion that morning where Scott was acting out a little too passionately and Merrick asked “What’s dad’s issue?” My response was “HAHAHA Yeah, dad has issues.” Oops, my fault. Sorry babe. The best part is that later in the day Scott’s attitude changed dramatically. When I spoke to Tara later she mentioned the Pastor prayed for Scott. Amazing how that works.
Since summer has FINALLY come to Fairbanks it seems that I can’t stop taking pictures. I’ve taken 205 in the past 5 days. It’s been a busy week with school getting out and the weather warming up. Our chickens have been able to get out and check out the new yard. They found a dusty spot next to the house and they love taking dust baths in it. We refer to it as the Chicken Spa. Today I overheard Barrett tell Merrick “The chickens are spawning. Leave them alone.” “Spa Barrett. It’s the Chicken SPA!”
Tonight we went to my moms for dinner to say goodbye to my nephews before they left for the summer. Merrick took this play date seriously and packed a very heavy backpack of toys and costumes. When we got to my mom’s Barrett stopped short of the front door and said “Merrick you should change into your Batman costume out here because I know you aren’t wearing underwear.” With a OH YEAH look on his face Merrick dropped his backpack and pulled his shorts off with one swift jerk. Then pointed at his underwear. So I chimed in “Yeah Barrett so take that!” Barrett shook his head, turned away from us and said “Oh gosh”. I think he’s growing tired of our reindeer games.
Now here’s some of the 205 photos I just uploaded…
I give Mother’s Day a bit more stock then just a Hallmark created scam. It’s my job. I don’t get raises or an awards ceremony so Mother’s Day is a day I choose to bask in my achievements as a mom. And for a person who thrives on verbal confirmations Mother’s Day is a TREASURE!
I’ve found that in order to get what you want from your husband you have to lay out your expectations because he isn’t a mind reader or very good at unscrambling puzzles. So this year I let him know that I wanted a new chain for a necklace and a coffee. That’s it. I got my coffee but was reminded that my Vitamix was my birthday, Mother’s Day and possibly Christmas gift. I get it, the Vitamix wasn’t cheap. The coffee and a nice card from Scott made me happy.
I also got a cute card from Merrick. Inside was a poem with his hand print. The poem was about one day in the future I would miss his small hand print on the windows and doors. I don’t think he knows me well. I’m sure one day I’ll miss his small hands that fit so perfectly in my palm but NOT the marks they leave on the windows and walls.
Barrett made me a little booklet titled “I Know My Mom Best”. No he doesn’t. He clearly showed that with me on a scale…
Me cooking while he yelled from the other room “Hurry Up!” and I answer with a smile on my face “OK!” It would not play out that way EVER!
And him thinking my favorite thing for him to do is to tickle me. He must have suffered a slight concussion at recess the day they made this pamphlet. Overall I loved their gifts. But same as Scott having to be told what I like I laid it out for the kids too. I told Barrett how I would have answered some of his questions. He told me he was in a hurry. Yep, I could tell. Kierran however takes the cake of least thoughtful gift. He made this gift while I made breakfast and answered Mother’s Day texts. You drop your guard and get what you get.
Would I change a minute of it? Yes, I would now that I’m blogging, looking at the mess still laying on the floor in the kitchen while the other two are outside waiting for me to play. I’d be very happy to twitch my nose, the mess all picked up and me already. I’d twitch again and clone myself so one could be online shopping spending my gift cards and the other me outside picking up sticks for our bonfire 🙂 A very Happy Mother’s Day to all my mom friends and family members. May your day bring on a reflection of your successes and your kids delight you with their childhood hallucinations.
For the last couple weeks Kierran has been a sick pup. He had a cold that had him badly congested. One morning he woke with his eyes glued closed with gunk and splotches of red in one eye. I took him to the Dr to see if he had pink eye which he did and the Dr suggested giving him benadryl to help clear his nose up. The eye drops and benadryl got him in great condition for his first birthday on Sunday!
Then come Tuesday his cold came back with a vendetta. After spending way to much time on WebMD I thought he had pneumonia or meningitis. I didn’t rush off to the Dr because it’s a running joke with me and those close to me that you can look up cold symptoms and find out you’re dying of the plague. Which did happen to my friend Sabrina. She’s still alive. That website it horrible however I always go back to it. A lot like those AM radio stations. Coast to Coast gets me all the time!
I did my best to look at the situation through new eyes and thought I had legitimate claims to take him back in to the Dr. When they asked what was wrong I held my tongue about the WebMD diagnosis. I made a clear list of all his symptoms so I wouldn’t get distracted. The Dr took one look into his ears and said “WOW! That’s a bad ear infection. Yep, in both ears. The left one is worse but the right one isn’t to far away. It’s the type of ear infection I wish I had a med student with me to look at. They are very inflamed and filled with puss. Poor guy.”
WHAT! Do you remember the post just a month ago about the lady outside of Freds? OMG I’m positive she walked into the store and made a voodoo doll of my son and poked toothpicks into his ears! Even though that evil lady sabotaged my 3 for 3 no ear infection streak she wasn’t able to keep my little guy from smiling through the pain. My apologies for the blurred photos. My phone doesn’t take the best pictures.