Quinn's quote as we get in the car says it all:
"Hey Alec don't you think this is the best of your life? I think it is mine"
Fun mom day list: dinosaur park/grasshopper hunting, storybook island and crawdad hunting
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
A not fun mom day
Today was probably the first day of summer that we did nothing super dooper fun. Kind of by choice and kind of by accident. Had pool plans in the back of my head but a little behavior issue cancelled that out and once I got to doing stuff around the house there was just no stopping me.
Here is the list of the not fun things that happened or I accomplished today:
Cleaned under the boys beds-wow it was like a finding a whole toy box under there
Listened to whining about summer school work-kept my words/temper to myself, waited it out and ta-da done in no time
Finished the laundry that has been only done in bits and pieces for the last two weeks
Homework-mine-I didn't whine but get REALLY distracted on the computer sometimes-my mouse has a mind of its own and heads to other places
Attempted to go to the Y but my IPOD went dead-I am wimp-no music I head home-can catch a run/walk later
Forgot some things at the grocery store-need to go back
Forgot to NOT answer the phone and my in-laws-who happened to be in town- caught me home
Listened to lots of sibling arguing everytime the two kiddos where in the same 10 ft area together
Looked at my calendar a million times for gaps to travel to Sioux Falls and not finding a gap that fits in with everything else-grrrrrrr
Not a bad day all in all just some minor annoyances to vent-tomorrow fun day here we come
Here is the list of the not fun things that happened or I accomplished today:
Cleaned under the boys beds-wow it was like a finding a whole toy box under there
Listened to whining about summer school work-kept my words/temper to myself, waited it out and ta-da done in no time
Finished the laundry that has been only done in bits and pieces for the last two weeks
Homework-mine-I didn't whine but get REALLY distracted on the computer sometimes-my mouse has a mind of its own and heads to other places
Attempted to go to the Y but my IPOD went dead-I am wimp-no music I head home-can catch a run/walk later
Forgot some things at the grocery store-need to go back
Forgot to NOT answer the phone and my in-laws-who happened to be in town- caught me home
Listened to lots of sibling arguing everytime the two kiddos where in the same 10 ft area together
Looked at my calendar a million times for gaps to travel to Sioux Falls and not finding a gap that fits in with everything else-grrrrrrr
Not a bad day all in all just some minor annoyances to vent-tomorrow fun day here we come
Monday, July 7, 2008
Finally a lake day
Suree and I are trying to meet once a week for "fun mom" day. We both realize how much we need to drop everything sometimes and just be a fun mom with no time restraints or schedules. So today was the lake day.
These are the things I blew off today to have a fun mom day with Suree at the lake:
Laundry (sitting in the basket for a week)
Homework for two masters classes
Spring cleaning under the boys' beds (yeah I know it is summer-really blowing this one off)
Emptying dead roses from numerous jars I filled up for 4th of July party-I kind of like the withered look
The pics are Suree's kiddos-not a photogenic day for mine and I wasn't such a fun mom I was going to follow them into the muck and reeds to look for icky squishy stuff with hubby's prize camera.
On a side note about the pics from behind. When I look through my oodles of digital pics I have tons of my boys walking away from me. Today as I was posting this one of A-it made me sad and proud at the same time. I had a very deep thought as to why I love this pose so much. From the minute my boys were born that is my job, to raise them to stand on their own and walk away out into the world-to show everyone who they are. I see glimpes as they turn away of the person they are to become and what I hope for them to be and do and love.
I just hope-really hope they will look back at me from time to time.
Monday, June 30, 2008
One word-HOT
Annual summer expedition to Badlands. The camera freak in me took tons of pics so trying to only share a few. Trying. The kiddos didn't do so bad taking pics of mom with their other half:)
Sunday, June 29, 2008
The crash
Sooo the saga of the sod and the washer were both resolved today so the four of us just had a fun, no chores day (chores meaning our grown up ones). So we spend the day mountain biking, it was quite interesting to say the least.
The first interesting story is hubby is tired of writing BIG checks to Lowes, Menards and sod farms so what does he decide to do? Hmmm write a big check to Scheels for bikes for the boys and all I got was a lousy helmet. I have been sitting on the fence about getting my own bike so today we looked and of course I found one that was cool (meaning color and design of course-not actual function:). But hubby wants to look online for a used one. Hmmmm hate waiting.
The second story was Q-man's spectacular crash-not that he would think so. He is on the short side so the bike is a wee big and the brakes a little hard to squeeze. He also has a thing about not using his hand brake at home and just putting his feet down or riding in the grass to slow down. Ummmmm these are not good things out on a narrow trail, going down a hill. So I am behind him bumping and thrashing along through tall grass, being the greenhorn I am, when we hit the hill that goes DOWN. I say loudly, "Use your brake buddy"-you know in that not alarmed mom voice on the outside but thinking-ahhh this could get ugly-on the inside. He says "I can't" as he starts to gain SPEED. So I skip the nice mom voice and yell-"Q-BRAKE", next I just yell "BRAKE" about 3 times. He attempts to put feet down, no luck, so he heads off the trail to slow down. This a great strategy on a city groomed lawn but not so much on heavy underbrush, logs and ravines. As he goes off the path I see the bike weave wildly and his helmet bobbing up and down and it comes- the veering off the trail at high speed and landing (really crashing) into the ravine. I wait-if there is no crying I think I will just casually go down, but no there is wailing so I jump off and run down. I am concerned but seeing he is not hurt try not to laugh at the humor of it, him lying in the grass all tangled up in branches and bike (You know what this is like, you see a spectacualr fall and you try to say something without laughing). He is more p.o'd then hurt and after some consoling and a good lecture on THAT is why you use the brake he hits the trail-this time on his wheels.
The first interesting story is hubby is tired of writing BIG checks to Lowes, Menards and sod farms so what does he decide to do? Hmmm write a big check to Scheels for bikes for the boys and all I got was a lousy helmet. I have been sitting on the fence about getting my own bike so today we looked and of course I found one that was cool (meaning color and design of course-not actual function:). But hubby wants to look online for a used one. Hmmmm hate waiting.
The second story was Q-man's spectacular crash-not that he would think so. He is on the short side so the bike is a wee big and the brakes a little hard to squeeze. He also has a thing about not using his hand brake at home and just putting his feet down or riding in the grass to slow down. Ummmmm these are not good things out on a narrow trail, going down a hill. So I am behind him bumping and thrashing along through tall grass, being the greenhorn I am, when we hit the hill that goes DOWN. I say loudly, "Use your brake buddy"-you know in that not alarmed mom voice on the outside but thinking-ahhh this could get ugly-on the inside. He says "I can't" as he starts to gain SPEED. So I skip the nice mom voice and yell-"Q-BRAKE", next I just yell "BRAKE" about 3 times. He attempts to put feet down, no luck, so he heads off the trail to slow down. This a great strategy on a city groomed lawn but not so much on heavy underbrush, logs and ravines. As he goes off the path I see the bike weave wildly and his helmet bobbing up and down and it comes- the veering off the trail at high speed and landing (really crashing) into the ravine. I wait-if there is no crying I think I will just casually go down, but no there is wailing so I jump off and run down. I am concerned but seeing he is not hurt try not to laugh at the humor of it, him lying in the grass all tangled up in branches and bike (You know what this is like, you see a spectacualr fall and you try to say something without laughing). He is more p.o'd then hurt and after some consoling and a good lecture on THAT is why you use the brake he hits the trail-this time on his wheels.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
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