Nominated for mom of the year...

Wednesday night we were so close to bedtime, so close to a day without any accidents when Diesel touched the fireplace glass and gave his poor little hand quite a burn. At first I didn't think it could be that bad because Karlee had just turned on the fireplace, so it couldn't be that hot yet. And secondly, Diesel wasn't stand up by the glass he had just been reaching for his ball that he threw up by it. Well it was pretty bad the whole palm of his hand blistered immediately and he cried pretty hard for 3 hours.

On Thursday morning I had scheduled yearly visits for Hallie and Diesel not realizing that there was no school or else I would have never actually planned to take all five kids to sit in a small room the size of a spare bathroom for an hour while the doctor examined the kids. While checking in, the receptionist asked if I had time to fill out the growth questionnaires that they sent me in the mail, I said yes and handed them to her and she said how great I was. I just smiled knowing inside that she maybe wouldn't think that if she knew that it was while I was filling them out that Diesel burnt his hand.

It actually was perfect timing him burning his hand and all because then at the doctors they prescribed some burn cream and gave instructions for how to wrap his hand for the next 5-7 days. So then we left the office Diesel sporting a new wrap on his hand for the next few days and his stitched up forehead that will dissolve in the same amount of time. Both of which clearly put me in the running for mom of the year right!?

This won't be the last time...

That thought was going through my head as I held Diesel's hand that stuck out of the papoose that he was wrapped in, as the doctor put a stitch in his forehead.

Diesel was being ever so cute Monday night as he had me put Hunter's belt around his waist and then ran crazy circles around our family room until he tripped and his head hit our rock fireplace. Again a first in our family for a serious fireplace mishap.

It was almost 8:00 and I quickly called Madrona's after hours clinic and the nurse told me if I could be there in 15 minutes they would do it. YES! No visit to the dreadful ER. Five stitches later and a very unhappy Diesel we were on our way home after leaving there just over an hour earlier. I call that good service.

Diesel's buffet closed for the season

We haved lived in our house for almost four years now. And for four years I have had the biggest drawer in my kitchen full of snacks. Lets just say I am a sucker for Safeway's 3 for $5 or 2 for $4 deals. I know when something is a good price and will load my cart with it. In our snack drawer you could find fruit roll-ups, granola bars, cheese and crackers, cheesy crackers, peanut snack packs, fruit snacks, and other such items. I have had two daughters at the toddler stage and succeeded with a snack drawer that is within arms reach. Now I have a son who is toddler age and my snack drawer is failing me...It has become open for business at all times of the day for my little man. My kids ask permission 95% of the time and they know that it is closed for business after 4:00. Up until Diesel was about 16 months all was well but now, he is a free for all with it. After being out on a fabulous dinner and shopping escapade with one of my favorites, I came home to an amazing amount of wrappers on the ground. When my husband explains that it is too hard to keep him out of it. The next day the famous drawer that I have watched my sister-in-laws agonize over keeping their children out of is no longer. It is in my pantry where the door can be closed right next to my huge box of Halloween candy. Safe until Diesel figures out door knobs :)

deja vu

That is how I felt getting off the plane in Long Beach California two weeks ago. The plane ride went fabulous from checking, security, loading, and the flight. Then as if last year replayed itself karlee for some unknown reason lost it as we were exiting the aircraft. She did not want to move. She pulled this stunt once before, but only because we had said she could go first and Hunter went, but this time we said no such thing. She screamed all the way through the airport across the street and until Wynden got the rental car. I of course just kept smiling nodding my head as people passed saying "she's just tired, long flight" "yes I know we have a lot of kids".

Our trip was great. We had a wonderful time. Very relaxing. We went to Knott's Berry Farm again, which was a lot of fun. I got a little brave and rode two big roller coasters, the boomerang and ghostrider. I am quite sure that was the last time I will ever ride those. Ghostrider is nonstop downhill one right after the other. My stomach was in knots after.

We spent most of our time in Palm Springs. Wake-up, eat breakfast, go down to the pool, eat lunch, go back down to the pool, nap time, go to dinner, pool, bedtime and repeat for the next eight days. Our last night we spent in Oceanside, so we were very close to Legoland. We went and parked and played for the last hour they were open for free, which I totally loved. We got to spend a little time with my friend Allyson and her family. All in all it was a great ten days. The plane ride home went great and Karlee exited the plane like a champ thank goodness.

Who stole the cokie from the cookie jar...Definately not me!

Dear Otis Spunkmeyer

It is that time of year again when schools start their fundraising frenzy. I truly despise fundraisers. What I dislike the most about our school is that they choose your dreadful cookie to sell. They taste horrible. The amount of grease that surrounds the cookie after it is baked is embarrassing and just straight cookie dough is horrendous. You have mastered the art of getting every kid excited about selling though, by showing them what they can earn if they put their mothers through pure torture by having them make phone calls, collect money, and then deliver the goods. I am amazed how anyone can make a sticky hand look so enticing or a glow in the dark stick so exciting. Of course the limo ride for selling 30 is truly pulling out all the stops presenting it in a way that Hunter thought the limo would be his to own to take home with him. We have had at times a tub of your dough in our freezer for up to 3 years before, no one rushing to eat it and finally thrown away. So please Mr. Otis either make your overpriced cookies ($16) better or leave us alone.

Where to start

Life has been so busy lately. We got home from California last Tuesday night and we have been flying by the seat of our pants ever since. Mostly because of the dreadful scavenger hunt. Last year was the first year our church's activities committee did one. I being obsessive compulsive and a tad bit competitive won. This scavenger hunt is no easy quest. Most of it I have in my home or have easy access to, but those few items that I don't make me pull my hair out. It about kills me if I can't find everything.

The hunt was given out while we were gone and I was relieved kind of because I knew it would consume my every waking moment, but when we got home the next day Lorena called and talked me into doing it last minute. I had less than two days after she extended it to Friday at noon. Wednesday night I had a hair appointment and Wynden was gone to a dinner. The hunt also included a little more service oriented things this year like watching someone's kids for them, donating blood, and washing someone's car. Thursday and Friday I didn't look for stuff for very long (how could I was watching some friend's kids), but it consumed my mind in a very annoying way. Needless to say I in one form or another got everything on the list. It's not like I have to win (although I hate losing) I just have to have everything marked off on the list no matter what.

Well Friday night the winners were announced and right before second place was being said I leaned over to the people sitting next to me and said "second place is no place" they laughed and I said "no I'm serious" they laughed harder. You guessed it we got second place. We lost by three points. Congratulations Rocky you deserved it :)

trick or treat

We had a jammed pack weekend of course. Friday trunk or treat at the church and then Saturday trick or treating around here. We have sooooo much candy (with five kids you get your fair share), which means I am eating way too much. My candy of choice this year is whoppers. They come three to a pack, which kind of gives me that 100 calorie pack mentality where you think it's ok to eat two because it's only 100 calories right.