Yesterday wasn't horrible. I put on the soothing music all day and the kids weren't too bad. S worked on earning stuff back and she had a genuine happy look to her at the end of the day.
And then she screamed for attention in her room when she went to bed. She had been with me all day (which seemed like misery for her at first) and helped me work. And then when she finally got her way and could go and be away from me she screamed.
As expected, D had a huge meltdown. It always happens when S starts to be better. It's the social stuff. T and his friends just play a little old for him and then when he tries to start commanding them to do things they blow him off. After the meltdown was over and I got him to stop doing his self talk we talked about how maybe we could find him some friends that were more his 'age'. I couldn't do much of this before because until recently we had lying all the time and you can't go to others' houses when you are lying all the time. But he is doing less fabrication of stories and such now and so I think it's time. I arranged for him to play with a cute kid today for just an hour before school. This kid barely made the K deadline and is young for his grade. D is old. They might make a good match.
I felt like supermom yesterday. It's amazing how great you feel when you look to the right source for your needed super powers.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
The Plan
Yesterday got worse and worse. Didn't I say I expected it though. It's how it always is with the little one. She has 5 steps forward and then 4 back. Her behaviors continued yesterday. She didn't even hide them. I would turn my back and she would do them in my family room. I was trying not to make things miserable for her but still keep her under my eye. She tore up the books I gave her to read and peed 3 times without using the potty. And lastly she threw some huge tantrums in her room that could wake up the other kids. Pretty much she was telling me to go to you know where.
DH sent me off to the grocery store to pay for some dog food. (He bought 3 bags and then saw on his receipt that he had paid for two so he thought it was best that we got this taken care of immediately since dog food is so expensive. I think he knew I needed a break.)
Last night I didn't know exactly what I was going to do. DH and I talked and came up with some ideas. Then at 5:30 this morning I got up and headed for my knees. I presented my ideas to my Father in Heaven and hoped he would give me the thumbs up or thumbs down. I then parked my behind and read my scriptures for a while. I read in Mosiah 23:15 "Thus did Alma teach his people, that every man should love his neighbor as himself, that there should be no contention among them." I need to work on the contention aspect. So I am going to try to take out the contention. There are consequences and choices. But I need to try to eliminate adding to contention.
A little later I read in 24:14 "And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions."
With this comfort I started my day. I was pleasant to the little one. I told her she was going to have to earn her privileges back. She got ready for preschool and we left. On the way to preschool we talked about consequences and S said, "I don't get to choose the consequences but I get to choose what I do." (Can you tell we talk about this a bunch?) She was so pleased with herself because she is in charge of that. She smirked away as we drove there. Then, as we pulled into the parking lot (it's a very big parking lot) I asked her what the consequence was that I told her the day before before she continued to act out. She replied that it was no preschool today. Then we saw the school bus that was to take them on their field trip and drove out of the parking lot. It clicked pretty quickly. I hope it was a good lesson. I just couldn't reward that behavior. I called her teacher to tell her and told her how I really wished I could drop her off as my day would be so much easier but that I couldn't because she didn't earn it. It would also make the teachers look like them weren't in control because as we left yesterday one of them told her to not do it so she could go on the field trip. S wouldn't think they were in control of things at school if they looked like they were just saying things that didn't happen.
We are home. I am keeping things calm. I let her earn playing with the piano by lining up all the shoes that were in the hall. Then she started being mean with it and that had to be taken away. But I'm not letting it get to me. I can handle this. I have to.
On the other hand, D is doing great. That's a positive.
DH sent me off to the grocery store to pay for some dog food. (He bought 3 bags and then saw on his receipt that he had paid for two so he thought it was best that we got this taken care of immediately since dog food is so expensive. I think he knew I needed a break.)
Last night I didn't know exactly what I was going to do. DH and I talked and came up with some ideas. Then at 5:30 this morning I got up and headed for my knees. I presented my ideas to my Father in Heaven and hoped he would give me the thumbs up or thumbs down. I then parked my behind and read my scriptures for a while. I read in Mosiah 23:15 "Thus did Alma teach his people, that every man should love his neighbor as himself, that there should be no contention among them." I need to work on the contention aspect. So I am going to try to take out the contention. There are consequences and choices. But I need to try to eliminate adding to contention.
A little later I read in 24:14 "And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions."
With this comfort I started my day. I was pleasant to the little one. I told her she was going to have to earn her privileges back. She got ready for preschool and we left. On the way to preschool we talked about consequences and S said, "I don't get to choose the consequences but I get to choose what I do." (Can you tell we talk about this a bunch?) She was so pleased with herself because she is in charge of that. She smirked away as we drove there. Then, as we pulled into the parking lot (it's a very big parking lot) I asked her what the consequence was that I told her the day before before she continued to act out. She replied that it was no preschool today. Then we saw the school bus that was to take them on their field trip and drove out of the parking lot. It clicked pretty quickly. I hope it was a good lesson. I just couldn't reward that behavior. I called her teacher to tell her and told her how I really wished I could drop her off as my day would be so much easier but that I couldn't because she didn't earn it. It would also make the teachers look like them weren't in control because as we left yesterday one of them told her to not do it so she could go on the field trip. S wouldn't think they were in control of things at school if they looked like they were just saying things that didn't happen.
We are home. I am keeping things calm. I let her earn playing with the piano by lining up all the shoes that were in the hall. Then she started being mean with it and that had to be taken away. But I'm not letting it get to me. I can handle this. I have to.
On the other hand, D is doing great. That's a positive.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
In the last week I have begun to think that just maybe S is making some progress. She hasn't been plowing through her food without tasting it. I haven't caught her eating anything that wasn't a food. She has even started deciding she is done eating without finishing everything. That is HUGE! Her behaviors seemed to be improving some as well. There were still stronger and longer tantrums than four year olds usually have but they weren't was they used to be.
I got a little cocky. I think deep inside I was giving myself a little too much credit for it. And then this week she was caught doing her most difficult behavior two times. I'm trying to change the reaction and see if that helps because with her you always have to be one step ahead. Her door is coming off her room today. That might help.
I had C on my lap and said to her, "C, your mom is just average." (Can you tell I had given myself a little too much credit just to realize that we are all pretty much average at something?)
And C replied, "My mom not average. My mom is awesome!" (I don't know how she got the verb in one sentence and not in the other. And to top that off, I don't think she knows what average even means.)
She made me feel better that little turkey.
Oh and on the other little munchkins, they all had good reports for parent teacher conferences. D's classroom behaviors are improving again. There are less meltdowns and less crying fits. This is huge. I was so proud of him. It's a real struggle for him. T had his first report of all outstandings. His teacher asked if he is as good at home as he is at school. (The answer is a big fat NO!) He really likes to goof around so I know it's hard for him not to do it at school. Once again I was a happy mama. And M had the cutest letter. She wrote that she hoped her teacher would tell us she was always respectful. And of course her teacher said great things because she is a super kid. It was really nice to have three good visits with teachers.
Oh and as for C. She is just chatting it up. I will be said though when she starts saying yep instead of lep. She is really into some good foot stomping when she is angry. She likes two ponytails, not one. We went to buy her a new swimsuit yesterday because they were on sale (and did I mention the ground is all snowy again today) and she did not want the ones I was interested in. She wanted a blue polka dot one. Blue is her favorite color. I should not have been surprised.
I think I have decided against going to Alaska for a week this summer. My mom is taking M up to their lodge and I was going to go. But in reality, the plane ticket alone is about 800 dollars and there are so many other costs as well. I just don't think I can do it. Eventually, my mom would like our whole family to go but of course, take that 800 and multiply it by 7 and it because one pricey trip. So we are looking at taking a two week vacation and driving up through Calgary and over to Prince Rupert and then taking the ferry for a couple of days to their lodge. I think it might be a bit of a fun adventure and it would cut about between 2 and 3 thousand dollars off the cost. We might die after being in the car together that long though. :)
And lastly, I lost a measly .4 pounds this week. I was starving. Last week I was hungry all week and I lost .8. So for two very hungry weeks I lost less than five sticks of butter. Once again, my good friend said don't worry about it. You are not going to lose much of anything when you are under so much stress so you might as well enjoy life a bit. But that would be almost 30 pounds by next year if I just stay stressed and hungry. I keep telling myself that wouldn't be so bad. DH and I did really well with the refined sugars though. There was a tiny bit in the barbecue sauce on the chicken on Sunday when we were at my MIL's but that is pretty much it. And I think we have been gluten free now for two weeks. I probably need to cut the rice and corn products out but I just so don't want to.
I can't wait for it to warm up a bit. I had dh get some rebar and I am going to pound it into the ground so my beans, cukes and peas can grow up it. We'll see how it works. Right now they are 10 feet long. The beans are supposed to grow at least 6 feet tall and here everything seems to grow even bigger than it is supposed to. I'm not quite sure how I will pound in 10 foot long sticks. I guess I'll just take a ladder out there and see if i can get them in about two feet. I'm hoping a really great garden can help with our food costs this summer. And if not, there is always a nice lesson involved in gardening.
I got a little cocky. I think deep inside I was giving myself a little too much credit for it. And then this week she was caught doing her most difficult behavior two times. I'm trying to change the reaction and see if that helps because with her you always have to be one step ahead. Her door is coming off her room today. That might help.
I had C on my lap and said to her, "C, your mom is just average." (Can you tell I had given myself a little too much credit just to realize that we are all pretty much average at something?)
And C replied, "My mom not average. My mom is awesome!" (I don't know how she got the verb in one sentence and not in the other. And to top that off, I don't think she knows what average even means.)
She made me feel better that little turkey.
Oh and on the other little munchkins, they all had good reports for parent teacher conferences. D's classroom behaviors are improving again. There are less meltdowns and less crying fits. This is huge. I was so proud of him. It's a real struggle for him. T had his first report of all outstandings. His teacher asked if he is as good at home as he is at school. (The answer is a big fat NO!) He really likes to goof around so I know it's hard for him not to do it at school. Once again I was a happy mama. And M had the cutest letter. She wrote that she hoped her teacher would tell us she was always respectful. And of course her teacher said great things because she is a super kid. It was really nice to have three good visits with teachers.
Oh and as for C. She is just chatting it up. I will be said though when she starts saying yep instead of lep. She is really into some good foot stomping when she is angry. She likes two ponytails, not one. We went to buy her a new swimsuit yesterday because they were on sale (and did I mention the ground is all snowy again today) and she did not want the ones I was interested in. She wanted a blue polka dot one. Blue is her favorite color. I should not have been surprised.
I think I have decided against going to Alaska for a week this summer. My mom is taking M up to their lodge and I was going to go. But in reality, the plane ticket alone is about 800 dollars and there are so many other costs as well. I just don't think I can do it. Eventually, my mom would like our whole family to go but of course, take that 800 and multiply it by 7 and it because one pricey trip. So we are looking at taking a two week vacation and driving up through Calgary and over to Prince Rupert and then taking the ferry for a couple of days to their lodge. I think it might be a bit of a fun adventure and it would cut about between 2 and 3 thousand dollars off the cost. We might die after being in the car together that long though. :)
And lastly, I lost a measly .4 pounds this week. I was starving. Last week I was hungry all week and I lost .8. So for two very hungry weeks I lost less than five sticks of butter. Once again, my good friend said don't worry about it. You are not going to lose much of anything when you are under so much stress so you might as well enjoy life a bit. But that would be almost 30 pounds by next year if I just stay stressed and hungry. I keep telling myself that wouldn't be so bad. DH and I did really well with the refined sugars though. There was a tiny bit in the barbecue sauce on the chicken on Sunday when we were at my MIL's but that is pretty much it. And I think we have been gluten free now for two weeks. I probably need to cut the rice and corn products out but I just so don't want to.
I can't wait for it to warm up a bit. I had dh get some rebar and I am going to pound it into the ground so my beans, cukes and peas can grow up it. We'll see how it works. Right now they are 10 feet long. The beans are supposed to grow at least 6 feet tall and here everything seems to grow even bigger than it is supposed to. I'm not quite sure how I will pound in 10 foot long sticks. I guess I'll just take a ladder out there and see if i can get them in about two feet. I'm hoping a really great garden can help with our food costs this summer. And if not, there is always a nice lesson involved in gardening.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Just a few things
I haven't written in forever because, well, I have so much to write and can't manage to get it all in.
We just returned from Arizona. We went down to a Cubs game to celebrate Joshua's birthday. They lost but it was fun.
In the two full days that we were there we managed to visit two friends, two great grandmas and a great grandpa along with dh's aunt and uncle and one of his cousin's family. I went to several garage sales and found M some cute jeans that were obviously not worn a whole bunch due to the heat (or maybe the kid just grew, who knows?).
We went to buy flowers to take to the boys and some younger guy (I'm thinking young twenties) came in to buy a dozen roses. A minute later someone else comes into the flower shop to say that someone's blue car has rolled into a major road. I guess the kid forgot to put the car in park or something. This was not some little road. We are talking a 7 lane road. I can't believe it didn't cause a wreck. That was luck for certain.
M was shocked because I didn't turn into a blubbering idiot at the cemetery. I did that two nights earlier and was feeling a little done with the tears and the woe is me. I can only woe so much and well, my eyes were so puffy after the first time that I made a decision to just not do that again.
I reflected once again on how my Joshua gave me C. She would have ended up just like him and instead she is a little miracle due to major medical following. I give thanks forever to my Joshua for her.
We managed to do everything on M's list. She has a shaved ice place she loves, Soupersalad and Dunkin Donuts. She's funny about traditions.
T and C were both a little sick. I thought it was just their regular tummy problems but it turned out to be something more projectile. C got me good tonight after we got home. Luckily, I cleaned up easily in the shower and she didn't get my new carpet. It sounds dumb but I was thrilled. Doesn't it figure that we skipped visiting my SIL and BIL because they had a kid with the stomach flu and we still ended up with it.
D and S had a much much better trip this year. We didn't have major tantrums at every turn. I think they both enjoyed the trip much more as well. S's tantrums did return when we got home but that was expected as she got her way much of the time in AZ and I believe she thinks that it is her doing. But it was better and I am so grateful. It was good to have a strong memory to compare with.
I'm a little stressed over health issues in my family this week. My grandma has some scary wound on her leg. She has MRSA and things just don't heal like they would on most of us. Then, I talked with my mom tonight and found out that when she was at a friends house she got attacked by a dog and ended up in the ER for stitches. I'm hoping she will heal a little better than she normally does.
My mom then told me as we were driving home that she has a blurry spot in the center of her vision and she is going to go and see a doctor. Of course, I jumped right to macular degeneration and started worrying away. She thinks it's because her blood was way too thin (according to the docs to the you could just bleed internally and die point) and she thinks her eyes just have been bleeding inside. Either way, it isn't good. I would hate for her to lose her vision. I'm hoping she gets in ASAP. This did make me think that my answer to my mom about taking M to their lodge in Alaska will be a yes. I don't want her to miss that especially if she is going to lose much of her vision eventually. I may end up heading up there myself. (Don't expect me to bring home a bear or anything, maybe a whale picture or two.)
The good news is that I was a pretty dang good dieter this week and I had better lose at least a pound. It's not often you come home from 'vacation' without gaining weight and I will be thrilled if I'm down a bit.
Oh, and the orange blossoms smelled heavenly in AZ. Oh how I love that smell! It makes me have the sniffles but I still love it. I really do like AZ. I feel so comfy there. But it was nice to come home and see no graffiti. DH and I spotted at least 200 deer on the way home. I would miss that too. They were everywhere.
Oh, and I came home to daffodils. That's always exciting. My bamboo plant bit the dust but the daffodils outside did well. I'll take what I can get.
We just returned from Arizona. We went down to a Cubs game to celebrate Joshua's birthday. They lost but it was fun.
In the two full days that we were there we managed to visit two friends, two great grandmas and a great grandpa along with dh's aunt and uncle and one of his cousin's family. I went to several garage sales and found M some cute jeans that were obviously not worn a whole bunch due to the heat (or maybe the kid just grew, who knows?).
We went to buy flowers to take to the boys and some younger guy (I'm thinking young twenties) came in to buy a dozen roses. A minute later someone else comes into the flower shop to say that someone's blue car has rolled into a major road. I guess the kid forgot to put the car in park or something. This was not some little road. We are talking a 7 lane road. I can't believe it didn't cause a wreck. That was luck for certain.
M was shocked because I didn't turn into a blubbering idiot at the cemetery. I did that two nights earlier and was feeling a little done with the tears and the woe is me. I can only woe so much and well, my eyes were so puffy after the first time that I made a decision to just not do that again.
I reflected once again on how my Joshua gave me C. She would have ended up just like him and instead she is a little miracle due to major medical following. I give thanks forever to my Joshua for her.
We managed to do everything on M's list. She has a shaved ice place she loves, Soupersalad and Dunkin Donuts. She's funny about traditions.
T and C were both a little sick. I thought it was just their regular tummy problems but it turned out to be something more projectile. C got me good tonight after we got home. Luckily, I cleaned up easily in the shower and she didn't get my new carpet. It sounds dumb but I was thrilled. Doesn't it figure that we skipped visiting my SIL and BIL because they had a kid with the stomach flu and we still ended up with it.
D and S had a much much better trip this year. We didn't have major tantrums at every turn. I think they both enjoyed the trip much more as well. S's tantrums did return when we got home but that was expected as she got her way much of the time in AZ and I believe she thinks that it is her doing. But it was better and I am so grateful. It was good to have a strong memory to compare with.
I'm a little stressed over health issues in my family this week. My grandma has some scary wound on her leg. She has MRSA and things just don't heal like they would on most of us. Then, I talked with my mom tonight and found out that when she was at a friends house she got attacked by a dog and ended up in the ER for stitches. I'm hoping she will heal a little better than she normally does.
My mom then told me as we were driving home that she has a blurry spot in the center of her vision and she is going to go and see a doctor. Of course, I jumped right to macular degeneration and started worrying away. She thinks it's because her blood was way too thin (according to the docs to the you could just bleed internally and die point) and she thinks her eyes just have been bleeding inside. Either way, it isn't good. I would hate for her to lose her vision. I'm hoping she gets in ASAP. This did make me think that my answer to my mom about taking M to their lodge in Alaska will be a yes. I don't want her to miss that especially if she is going to lose much of her vision eventually. I may end up heading up there myself. (Don't expect me to bring home a bear or anything, maybe a whale picture or two.)
The good news is that I was a pretty dang good dieter this week and I had better lose at least a pound. It's not often you come home from 'vacation' without gaining weight and I will be thrilled if I'm down a bit.
Oh, and the orange blossoms smelled heavenly in AZ. Oh how I love that smell! It makes me have the sniffles but I still love it. I really do like AZ. I feel so comfy there. But it was nice to come home and see no graffiti. DH and I spotted at least 200 deer on the way home. I would miss that too. They were everywhere.
Oh, and I came home to daffodils. That's always exciting. My bamboo plant bit the dust but the daffodils outside did well. I'll take what I can get.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Groundhog Day
I'm not talking about the day that recently passed that showed a bunch of winter (if that was even the result).
Last Saturday I took M to play with a friend that lives two towns south of us. We skipped the freeway and took a road that travels through the main road of each town. When I entered this town I had to turn at a light. It's at the top of a little hill. When I took her out to play I noticed that across from me in the opposite turn lane there was a police officer for that town. I hoped I had been obeying all the laws, turned and went my way.
2 1/2 hours later I went back to get her. I arrived at the same turn lane and the same cop was there turning the same direction. I had to ask myself it I really was going back for a second time.
M had a fabulous time at her friends house. I think we as parents all do somethings well and some things not so well. I saw something in my parenting that needs improvement. When she was at her friends it started hailing. They went outside and captured some hail and then cut them open to see the layers. The most I would have done would be to call the kids to the window to take a look. I think I need to do better at making the most of moments.
I'm hoping this week goes well. It was a rough day yesterday. In the night T woke me up to tell me he had thrown up (all over the bed of course) and of course everything needed to be cleaned. Then DH came in that morning to tell me that S had peed her bed (once again according to her because she just didn't feel like getting out of bed). That made for more laundry and a miserable day with her. Then DH told me that our federal tax return was rejected (due to me not getting around to changing the kids names on the social security cards). After many hours of S's screaming tantrums I called up a friend and asked her to run to Target with me. There is nothing like a good trip to Target to lift one's spirits. I took back my great piece of furniture with all the fabulous drawers (a whopping 75% off too) that I would turn into clutter filled drawers. I also took back the cute thing for C's walls that was also 75% off because as cute as it was, she really didn't need it.
When I came home S had a scratchy voice. I guess wailing tantrums will do that to you. She has pretty much been nonstop defiance for the last month. And this morning I only saw a little of it. I'm hoping she has used that up for a week or two and is willing to make good choice that keep her happy. If not, we will just press on.
Our new tv is going into the shop today. I'm a bit bummed because I really like having that thing. But I am grateful that it is under warranty for another week. Luckily I don't watch it much and haven't even sat down in front of it for 2 or 3 weeks. But it wouldn't be fair to leave the kids with DH's sister for the weekend without any tv.
Oh, and our mouse is gone. It fell into a trap. I am so relieved!
Last Saturday I took M to play with a friend that lives two towns south of us. We skipped the freeway and took a road that travels through the main road of each town. When I entered this town I had to turn at a light. It's at the top of a little hill. When I took her out to play I noticed that across from me in the opposite turn lane there was a police officer for that town. I hoped I had been obeying all the laws, turned and went my way.
2 1/2 hours later I went back to get her. I arrived at the same turn lane and the same cop was there turning the same direction. I had to ask myself it I really was going back for a second time.
M had a fabulous time at her friends house. I think we as parents all do somethings well and some things not so well. I saw something in my parenting that needs improvement. When she was at her friends it started hailing. They went outside and captured some hail and then cut them open to see the layers. The most I would have done would be to call the kids to the window to take a look. I think I need to do better at making the most of moments.
I'm hoping this week goes well. It was a rough day yesterday. In the night T woke me up to tell me he had thrown up (all over the bed of course) and of course everything needed to be cleaned. Then DH came in that morning to tell me that S had peed her bed (once again according to her because she just didn't feel like getting out of bed). That made for more laundry and a miserable day with her. Then DH told me that our federal tax return was rejected (due to me not getting around to changing the kids names on the social security cards). After many hours of S's screaming tantrums I called up a friend and asked her to run to Target with me. There is nothing like a good trip to Target to lift one's spirits. I took back my great piece of furniture with all the fabulous drawers (a whopping 75% off too) that I would turn into clutter filled drawers. I also took back the cute thing for C's walls that was also 75% off because as cute as it was, she really didn't need it.
When I came home S had a scratchy voice. I guess wailing tantrums will do that to you. She has pretty much been nonstop defiance for the last month. And this morning I only saw a little of it. I'm hoping she has used that up for a week or two and is willing to make good choice that keep her happy. If not, we will just press on.
Our new tv is going into the shop today. I'm a bit bummed because I really like having that thing. But I am grateful that it is under warranty for another week. Luckily I don't watch it much and haven't even sat down in front of it for 2 or 3 weeks. But it wouldn't be fair to leave the kids with DH's sister for the weekend without any tv.
Oh, and our mouse is gone. It fell into a trap. I am so relieved!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Encore
That would be an encore of the mice (or mouse I hope). I saw the little bugger. I was changing a diaper and I saw it zoom for the fridge. Then I ran away and freaked out and didn't see where it went. But it is NOT in the pantry. My friend opened the door and it was not anywhere to be found. She did find a hole in the floor under my oven though. I can hardly stand to be in my house.
What is worse is that I have now made M and C terrified. C says, "I really scared." Way to go me for passing on my unrealistic fears.
But now that I have been informed that my death by dehydration method probably won't work I guess I should be glad it's out of the pantry and there are no onions or potatoes for it feed off of.
I'm trying to come up with some ideas to get D to stay on task in school. He's having many rough days according to his teacher. I'm sure it's really tough for her because you have to ignore many of the attention seeking behaviors and pay attention to the good ones. But at school you can't just let a kid get away with everything. We'll figure it out.
Tomorrow is my too much hip in my hop class. I'm excited to get out. I am, however, NOT looking forward to standing on the scale manana. I have even been pretty dang okay and I was up today. I am guessing that the scale will not be friendly tomorrow.
I'm hoping no mice climb in my bed tonight. EWWWWW! And tomorrow I will try to be out of the house as much as possible to let the little creature have some piece and eat some delicious Velveeta on a trap.
What is worse is that I have now made M and C terrified. C says, "I really scared." Way to go me for passing on my unrealistic fears.
But now that I have been informed that my death by dehydration method probably won't work I guess I should be glad it's out of the pantry and there are no onions or potatoes for it feed off of.
I'm trying to come up with some ideas to get D to stay on task in school. He's having many rough days according to his teacher. I'm sure it's really tough for her because you have to ignore many of the attention seeking behaviors and pay attention to the good ones. But at school you can't just let a kid get away with everything. We'll figure it out.
Tomorrow is my too much hip in my hop class. I'm excited to get out. I am, however, NOT looking forward to standing on the scale manana. I have even been pretty dang okay and I was up today. I am guessing that the scale will not be friendly tomorrow.
I'm hoping no mice climb in my bed tonight. EWWWWW! And tomorrow I will try to be out of the house as much as possible to let the little creature have some piece and eat some delicious Velveeta on a trap.
Monday, February 9, 2009
The Ballet Rehersal, A Weekend, And Today
Friday night my friend and I took our oldest daughters to a rehearsal for the professional company's upcoming performance. It was in the rehearsal rooms at the theater downtown. I was expecting a bunch of people watching them rehearse on the stage. It was nothing like that. The liaison from the ballet company along with all of us watching were able to squeeze in a not so huge elevator. When we got to the room where there were rehearsing they just set up some extra chairs. M walked in and ended up sitting right next to the artistic director for the company. We were literally a few feet away from the dancers rehearsing the main roles. It was totally awesome. And of course, like in ballet companies everywhere, the 1st and 2nd casts were also there marking in the background. The two principal ballerinas were there. It made me really excited to go and see it on my Valentine's date. (Yes, that is a real show of love from DH.)
After we took the girls to a mall because they were dying to use their money to buy earrings. I just kept listening to M and her best friend and continued to marvel at how much they have grown up. They met when they were just about 18 months old and they are still such great pals.
Then on Saturday we got off to a slow start. The kids just would NOT do their chores. They should have been done in about 20-30 minutes max! But no, it took until almost noon to get them done. When they were finally done we took M and her friend over to a ballet friend's house. I stayed for a while and got the tour of their home and checked out their Wii Fit (oh how I want a Wii and how I can't get one yet. It's just not right for my boys now. UGH!)
I came home and did what I have been meaning to do. I braced my knees and hauled my keester out for a run. I used DH's pretty much unused super cook Christmas gift. I love that Garmin Forerunner. I started out too fast for me. The pace said 11 something. But I slowed way down to a crawl. The only thing more frightening than my red face was Gunner the dog that was outside with it's owner. It was a big dog but I wasn't too worried. So I continued plodding along at a much slower than 11 something pace. Then I heard the owner say, "Come back here Gunner." Loud barking from TWO dogs was right behind me. I was terrified because the owner didn't seem to have control of them. I slowed right down to a walk and just continued on without looking back. I still have both legs and the dogs never got me.
I managed to make it two miles but very very slow miles (think 14 minute range for the last mile). The next day I was so sore. It felt great to move like that. I'm going to try to go again.
DH and I had a babysitter on Saturday night. We went to a church meeting and then out for dessert after. We were with some funny people and I spent a bunch of time laughing. I did manage to NOT eat my entire dessert and gave it to DH. That's a bit of a victory. D had a problem with the babysitter. Before leaving DH told the kids to go to bed without problems when it was bedtime. D managed to keep complaining and would come up with excuse after excuse. It'll be a bummer for him because the next time there is a sitter (this Saturday) he won't be watching the movie with everyone but will be going to bed early. I wasn't super surprised though because he had problems with his sub at school again this week. I don't know if he will ever get it but we'll just love him anyway.
Sunday we had two hours of church (a nice short day). Stake conference was so busy that we ended up in a room without even a television. We just listened. I was surprised because I got more out of it without a television. Then we went to DH's parents house.
And now onto today. I heard a noise... okay, let me go back. On Saturday the boys were asked to put their scooters away. When we got home we found that they had NOT shut the garage door. So you can understand when I heard a noise I immediately thought it was a mouse. But then I decided that it was just this bag on the counter that I was putting garbage in. The bag had shifted I concluded. Then I was on the phone getting things ready for some soup for dinner. I went to get an onion out of the pantry and heard movement inside. Yep, this time I started freaking out. The nice friend on the phone came in and set a trap and then I tried to seal the pantry up with my almost patented towel and tape method. But why would a mouse want cheese on a trap when it had a smorgasbord of food in a pantry.
We won't be opening that door for a while. And who knows, I may have heard nothing but I highly doubt it.
Our soup will have no potatoes in it.
So that's where we are at. I need to go and put my bread in the oven so it can cook before violin lessons. I hope it tastes decent because the soup isn't going to be the best.
After we took the girls to a mall because they were dying to use their money to buy earrings. I just kept listening to M and her best friend and continued to marvel at how much they have grown up. They met when they were just about 18 months old and they are still such great pals.
Then on Saturday we got off to a slow start. The kids just would NOT do their chores. They should have been done in about 20-30 minutes max! But no, it took until almost noon to get them done. When they were finally done we took M and her friend over to a ballet friend's house. I stayed for a while and got the tour of their home and checked out their Wii Fit (oh how I want a Wii and how I can't get one yet. It's just not right for my boys now. UGH!)
I came home and did what I have been meaning to do. I braced my knees and hauled my keester out for a run. I used DH's pretty much unused super cook Christmas gift. I love that Garmin Forerunner. I started out too fast for me. The pace said 11 something. But I slowed way down to a crawl. The only thing more frightening than my red face was Gunner the dog that was outside with it's owner. It was a big dog but I wasn't too worried. So I continued plodding along at a much slower than 11 something pace. Then I heard the owner say, "Come back here Gunner." Loud barking from TWO dogs was right behind me. I was terrified because the owner didn't seem to have control of them. I slowed right down to a walk and just continued on without looking back. I still have both legs and the dogs never got me.
I managed to make it two miles but very very slow miles (think 14 minute range for the last mile). The next day I was so sore. It felt great to move like that. I'm going to try to go again.
DH and I had a babysitter on Saturday night. We went to a church meeting and then out for dessert after. We were with some funny people and I spent a bunch of time laughing. I did manage to NOT eat my entire dessert and gave it to DH. That's a bit of a victory. D had a problem with the babysitter. Before leaving DH told the kids to go to bed without problems when it was bedtime. D managed to keep complaining and would come up with excuse after excuse. It'll be a bummer for him because the next time there is a sitter (this Saturday) he won't be watching the movie with everyone but will be going to bed early. I wasn't super surprised though because he had problems with his sub at school again this week. I don't know if he will ever get it but we'll just love him anyway.
Sunday we had two hours of church (a nice short day). Stake conference was so busy that we ended up in a room without even a television. We just listened. I was surprised because I got more out of it without a television. Then we went to DH's parents house.
And now onto today. I heard a noise... okay, let me go back. On Saturday the boys were asked to put their scooters away. When we got home we found that they had NOT shut the garage door. So you can understand when I heard a noise I immediately thought it was a mouse. But then I decided that it was just this bag on the counter that I was putting garbage in. The bag had shifted I concluded. Then I was on the phone getting things ready for some soup for dinner. I went to get an onion out of the pantry and heard movement inside. Yep, this time I started freaking out. The nice friend on the phone came in and set a trap and then I tried to seal the pantry up with my almost patented towel and tape method. But why would a mouse want cheese on a trap when it had a smorgasbord of food in a pantry.
We won't be opening that door for a while. And who knows, I may have heard nothing but I highly doubt it.
Our soup will have no potatoes in it.
So that's where we are at. I need to go and put my bread in the oven so it can cook before violin lessons. I hope it tastes decent because the soup isn't going to be the best.
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