A post from the insane

It's been awhile but life is busy some days more than others. Monday I tried to take all my Christmas decorations and tree down. I kept getting interrupted. I think it would have taken me 2 hours if my kids were at Grandmas but instead I did it w/them home. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid me!

I know since I am certainly not a rookie at parenting I shouldn't enjoy the silence when the children are still awake b/c it is never a good thing. Ian decided to take 2 bags of batting out of their bags and tear holes in one of them. Then the icing on the cake was Kolette using window markers which in theory are a good idea. Markers, big window equals happy kids. Now as confusing as it may seem markers don't belong on our body. I have told her this more times than I can remember. She decided to color herself blue and green from head, nose and clear down to her toes. Seriously. Thankfully she wasn't wearing anything other than panties at the time so just her body was the canvas. She had been wearing her princess dress but decided to take it off for a new look. I would have taken a picture but decided that would send the wrong message to her. So in the tub she went.

I honestly wonder if Donnie ever thinks I do anything around here. It seems if one thing is being cleaned the kids will destroy another thing that takes forever to clean up. Kolette and Ian love to help w/the laundry. They even go into the toy room and get the clothes from the laundry shoot. But if the dryer is vacant they will put the dirty clothes in there. I have to remember when it is opened if they are clean or dirty. Or else resort to my favorite thing the smell test. Yuck! Heres hoping for a better day!

Boys have chests...

Kolette has a huge fascination w/boobs so it isn't hard to imagine that Ian is trying to see what the differences are. I had always called chests on boys and girls chests b/c as children they don't have boobs. Until Kolette that worked just fine for my kids. However s/where Kolette caught onto the fact that they are also called boobs on ladies. She is ready for boobs now! Just ask her. That is why Ariel is her favorite princess it is all about the boobs and those wonderful shells. This is her only exception for s/thing not being pink since Ariel isn't pink at all.

Getting the kids out of the bath and drying Ian off.

He says as he points to his chest and says: "These are called chests"

I say "Yes they are"

Ian then pulls out the collar of my shirt and says as he is looking in the top of my shirt
"Those are called boobs"

I say "Yes they are"

I have learned w/Ian not to make a big deal over s/thing or else it becomes a fascination to him. I guess after breastfeeding 4 kids they loose their sex appeal and just become another body part w/no bells or whistles. Although maybe I should buy a bra w/a bell in it and maybe the whistles would come back... I don't think so gravity isn't such a wonderful thing s/times.

Are you kidding me?

This has been a hectic week for me. I am really a homebody at heart. I love to have s/thing to do but like to be home too so not too much away from home or I feel out of sorts. Soccer does it for me since we are gone at least 3 days a week w/that. Also helping out at the school and other things makes for a busy week. So this week w/all that is going on I haven't been home all week. I know it is only Wed but the days have flown so fast.

In the midst of it Kolette & Ian are still finding creative ways of decorating my house. Kolette has found that the most entertaining thing she can do if I am busy say w/the phone or cleaning or anything productive is take all the blankets and clothes she can hold out of her closet and throw them on the floor or her bed. AHHHHHHH!!!!! She did this on Mon during the time I am getting the horrible news about our friends. I needed to rush to the hospital and I walk into her room and it looks like her closet threw up on her floor. She KNOWS that she is not susposed to do that since she has gotten it trouble before for it. Seriously 3 is the hardest age to me. "WHY?" is at an all time high right now and no answer cures it. None of my kids used that word as much as she does.

Ian on the other hand has a fascination w/taking things apart. Bless my father in law's heart he finds things for Ian to dismantle and he is in heaven. For example so far a broken food saver, a radio and a couple cell phones. Unfortunately Ian wants to bring all those pieces home and they are honored treasures. But in the middle of the floor is not where we should honor them. But on the other hand it is fun to see him so enthralled while taking them apart. Maybe I should just check Donnie & Bob's trucks for his Christmas presents this year.

Best friends

These two are so cute together. Amazing how much they love each other and then the next minute are arguing about s/thing silly. Ian knows that if he says Kolette is his "Baby sister" the fight is on. A few words that are off limits to Kolette are "small, little, baby, scrawny" when describing her. She is "big and tall" according to her. She of course only has to tell Ian the opposite of what he is doing and he is heartbroken. She could say his green shirt is red and he is in tears b/c she clearly can't see. Next year is going to be a tough one for her when he goes to school me too...