Monday, December 15, 2014

Guys it's NEVER going to get easier...

Kids I want to apologize. I'm not a Mom that picks you up full of energy, I don't get down on the ground and play with your like I used to. Heck I don't even sit and color. I don't know what to tell you other than, I'm tired. I love you more than I can say but I'm just tired. You'll know, you'll go through this one day with kiddos of your own and I hope I can be there to help you the way your Grandma has helped me.

Here's what my typical day looks like:
5:30AM Get up, get ready, get lunches packed, get y'all up (if you're not already up and in my bed begging for TV shows PARKER!)
6:40AM Leave the house for daycare
7:10AM Leave y'all at daycare after setting up your breakfast for you and multiple goodbyes.
8:10AM Arrive to work late, hope no one notices or cares.
Lunch: Run errands we won't have time for later or sleep b/c y'all were waking me up all night
4:40PM Leave work late in case someone did notice me getting in late.
5:30-5:45PM Pick y'all up from school
6:00PM Get home, do homework (yep even in preschool), get you a snack, get dinner ready, eat, etc
7:15 ish Bathtime, bedtime, etc
8:00PM you're in bed, normally

Now I SHOULD be working out or something, but normally I'm cleaning dishes, doing laundry or something... or heck, i've given up and i'm zoning out on the couch. It's a rats race we live. Soon we'll be adding in weekday activities to try to make our schedules that much more challenging. YEA!

Just find a job you love babies. It makes it REALLY hard for me every day to go to work knowing that I really want to stay home and take care of y'all and our house. I don't want to be at work... especially one that is so far away (HA i shouldn't be talking with the commute your Daddy has).

Y'all are lucky you're so darn cute and worth it! Love you to the moon and back.

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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

It's time to vote kiddos

Alrighty Kiddos, I want the take away from today's lesson to be GET YOUR BUTT OUT THERE AND VOTE! Hopefully my guidance in previous post will teach you how to vote, NOW DO IT. I don't ever want to hear you complain about the state of our economy, your rights, etc unless you voted.

Here's some of my issues though with our voting system.

1. People should HAVE to show a government issued ID! Period the end. AWWW we are discriminating against the poor that can't afford an ID (even though a LARGE majority CAN afford beer)... well we give them food stamps and housing, why not an ID? Think about it!

2. Our dear president Obama (aka the worst thing ever to happen to this county) is let illegals vote. Um A. They shouldn't even BE here B. They shouldn't be able to get jobs that LEGAL people need and C. They aren't citizens Get them out of here and NO, NO votes for them!

Fix these and A LOT of the fraud will go out the window.
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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Well I thought I would document a few pictures in here since I've just been spouting off at the mouth a lot lately... that might still happen in this post....

Here's the Family... Still only two kids, trying to keep it that way. If you want to know why we aren't having 3, look at my previous post... oye. I'm still working on winning that weight battle but I'm not too down on myself. I have a lot of improving to do but I'm not BAD looking. I think I look nice, I just want to FEEL nice so I want the weight to go so I have more energy and so I know I'm taking care of myself the way I should! (I brought my one saddle bags to the Rodeo! HA)

Oh these two. So we have a family we hang out with a lot and LOVE and well, Kinsley loves one of them too! HAHA. OMG it's too much with their cuteness ALL.The.Time.

This kids started a new school/daycare and it's made SUCH a difference. In this sign it says she's starting her first day of Pre-K but actually she's in the Kindergarten class. That's right my child is a genius! That's right I said it, all you other parents be jealous. Sadly I don't think it's anything I did so I can't give you tips. She's just awesome all on her own accord! (Don't ask me about that face, we're having picture taking issues lately)

Here's the problem child himself, you see that smile... oye, every.time. He's a hellova handful but that face! *Head to desk* he wiggles his way back in every time. 

This was their first school field trip with the new school. It was fun. I'm just so glad I get to make these memories with them! 

The new school is right up my alley, full of Moms who LOVE doing birthday parties as much as I do! Their budgets are a bit more than mine but the love is still there! Anna and Else attended this one and did face painting and games, so we HAD to dress accordingly! 

We've been keeping busy, every day of every weekend, which is why I'm not on here as much, but see, they are growing and happy! 

A friend joked with me recently that this was my "raise them from the grave" blog now and it's true. My post are centered around now what I want them to know (based on the day and  how I'm feeling) if I didn't have anymore days with them. Things I think I would be curious about if my parents passed away before I grew up. Lessons I've learned, etc. I'm not a perfect person, FAR from it, and some of my "Please God Just Go To Sleep" rants are so when they are older they know it's normal to love your kids but need a break. To know I tried my best. To know the normal for us so we don't ever forget. I don't want to forget my sleepless nights and only remember the happy visits to the pumpkin patch because the pumpkin patch isn't our whole story. Our story is about the bonds we made in the middle of the night through a sleepy haze of "hold me momma".

I love you Kiddos! Keep it Real, Real FUN!
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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

My Dear Son, you're a brat...

I mean it's true, I'm sorry. I'm your mother, I love you to the moon and back but you.are.a.brat. At the ripe old age of Two and a half you can make a grown person want to climb into the fetal position and scratch their eyes out. You're not happy unless I let you eat ketchup with Popsicles for breakfast while leaving your sister to fend for herself, while allowing you to jump on the kitchen table in your underwear watching your 1,000th episode of Paw Patrol. You're a brat.

God forbid I need to go downstairs in the morning to make breakfast or lunches, or hell to get a cup of coffee to deal with your mood swing that I KNOW is coming... no no, forget it. Lord Help me if I need to use the bathroom EVER, it's not allowed (NO MOMMA NO POTTY! WHAAAAAA!).

I tell you to stop and you wait to see if I really mean it, when you realize I do because I'm coming at your like a swat team you turn into full survival mode and start catapulting anything within reach, toys, pillows, shoes... all fair game.

I know part of your brattiness if my fault. Honestly I get home and the follow through sounds SO exhausting. And you've been given so many "outs" from people that even you recite them when you're about to get into trouble, "I tired Momma". It wouldn't be all THAT bad except I'm TIRED. You've decided that this is a good time to boycott sleeping. REALLY? You walk into my room on a nightly basis. I walk you back to your room, tuck you and then we rinse and repeat. JUST STAY SLEEP!!!!

So my dear son, your reckoning is coming and it's named Momma. Oh yeah, brace yourself because I've gotten so tired and annoyed that I'm on the verge of crazy and I might just take that crazy out on every one of your toys! That crazy might just turn itself into only veggies ALL the time, breakfast lunch and dinner until you can say "I love it Momma, more please". Ontil you can stop using your sister as a dart board and tackle dummy and the dog as a horse, there will be a new sheriff in town and I don't think you're going to like her very much, because Momma don't do bratty kids!
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Monday, October 6, 2014

Kinsley I need you to know

You are beautiful. Makeup doesn't make you beautiful. Clothes don't make you beautiful. Other people telling you that you are beautiful doesn't make you beautiful. What does?

You looking out for your little brother on the moon bounce
You picking out toys from the playroom to give to the less fortunate
You choosing to have all of your friends bring a new toy for charity rather than for you for your birthday
You sticking up for your friends when your other friends are not so nice
You choosing to walk away from a situation you didn't like
You reading
You never giving up

You make YOU beautiful. Physically many women need validation of their beauty, and physically you're a beautiful little girl, but never put your worth in that beauty. Put your worth in the prayers you say before meals and bedtime, in the actions you show to others. You're a stunning child and I'm so proud of you every day!
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Thursday, August 14, 2014

Oh my child that doesn't sleep

Yes you Parker, I'm talking about YOU! Kinsley had moments of issues with sleeping but YOU, it's like you enjoying slowly torturing your parents. Your sister who is 2 years and 2 months older than you often STILL won't get out of her bed at night OR in the morning, she still calls for us. YOU, oh you... you will happily walk out of your room right after I've put you to bed. Does it matter if we threaten to take away your stickers? No... what about spank you, nope you don't even bat an eye. Out you come and then back you go SCREAMING. It's awesome. You also like to wake up before the birds and come into our room. Sometimes I can convince you that normal people are still sleeping and you should be to. When that happens you settle your little heater in RIGHT beside me and often kick my kidneys to let me know you're still awake. When I can't convince you, I get berated with "Chuggington" "Water" "Snack" until I give up and give in. UH.

I am a sleeper, always have been, and you are my trial. It's not like you don't need the sleep. If you don't get enough WATCH OUT, because son, you're the King of tantrums. You make them epic, throwing, screaming, vomiting, heart string pulling... oh you're good.

One day I'm sure I'll look back on this and smile (ha... mmmkay) but not today, today it's war.
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Monday, July 21, 2014

K you did it again

All in all I have a pretty typical little girl. She's into princesses, went through a "I only want to wear dresses" phase, she loves getting her hair and nails done, again, pretty typical girl.

But she has these moments where I'm like "HELL YEA LITTLE GIRL"!

See I'm a preppy tomboy. I ran through the woods with my brother and his friends, while wearing my high heels. I changed my breaks in college with pink tools, while wearing pearls. I get it done. I want that for my little girl. I don't coddle her, I tell her to shake it off and toughen up. I kiss her boo boos, but also tell her to get over something. I want her to be her own, tough, person.

Well, until recently, do you know what her favorite color was? Not pink, not purple, it was Orange! Right? Do you know how hard it is to find little girls clothes in ORANGE? Like ONLY orange? Now she's into rainbow, SOOO much easier.

In 5 months she's going to have her 5th birthday party. We've gone through various themes since literally the day after her 4th birthday. My Little Pony, Rainbow Party, and various combinations of equally girly things. Right now, and for the last few weeks though, it's been Pirate. Why? I don't know. We don't watch Jake and the Neverland Pirates or anything Pirate related. She hasn't had a friend to have a Pirate party recently (like 2  years ago they did)... so I'm not sure where this is coming from but honestly, I think it's awesome! It's so not typical for a little girl and I hope she sticks with it.

Kinsley I hope you are always okay with being different. You are your own person and don't let anyone else ever tell you that you need to change!
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