Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
"I planted it in this potting soil so that it could grow!" Wonderful. Just what I need, more weeds. So I told him what a good job he did after he let me know that he even watered it.
I had to run a few errands today which included reading with a student, lunch with Mom and picking up a few things from Wal-Mart. Belle is going on a field trip tomorrow and I needed to pick up a few things for her lunch that I've got to pack for her. While I was there, I picked up a mouse toy for Zeus. Now I hate mice with a passion. I won't touch one, have one, mess with one, but I will scream at one. This mouse looks like a real grey mouse, not considering the pink tail and ears, and even squeaks like one. It was a big hit:
(Ignore the carpet, I'm looking for some I like so it really needs a good cleaning.) If you notice the top right corner of the top right picture, you will see a nice big masking tape "X" on the floor. That is the spot where the kids must stand when batting on the Wii. There is another "X" to match a few feet away to prevent the pitcher from being hit by the batter and to prevent the batter from breaking out my two front windows. I tried putting the kids in certain places but they kept getting closer to each other and my windows until I finally marked them a set spot. They're usually pretty good about returning to it. Here are a few pictures from a "family Wii night" we had a few nights back (Hubby was still in his truck):
I believe Bryce took that very flattering picture of me. They had just gotten out of the shower so Belle's hair had naturally dripped all over her sweatshirt.
This week has been a long, difficult week (principal's office should be enough to demonstrate just a fraction of this long week). Belle has to be at school at 6:45am tomorrow to leave on her trip and she will not be back until 7pm. Looks like an early bedtime for us tomorrow is in order.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Not long after these pictures were taken, and the last egg found, we had breakfast so that we could get started on our day. Hubby went after a Sunday paper, a ritual for us, that we read while the kids danced on their Dance Revolution Dance Pad the Easter Bunny brought them. We stopped and picked up chicken for lunch and had lunch at my parent's home. The kids played hard, I attempted to fix Mom's mp3 player and watched a movie. Then the fun times started.
Before we could leave my parent's home, Hubby got sick. I drove the trip home, with him clinging to his keys so that he could make a mad dash to the bathroom before the car was in park (he felt better a short time later). The kids played video games, played games outside and made their own submarine sandwiches for supper before getting ready for their showers. Brady had gone to my room to get my backpack from last year because his had a nice hole in the bottom and I really didn't want something important falling out. I didn't want to have to buy a replacement with less than 9 week left in the school year either. On his way out the door he hit his ankle on the door frame, knocking a layer of skin back pretty good and required fixing (according to him, he couldn't walk on it). Hubby took care of that, cleaning it up and bandaging it for him. No problem.
Belle was the last one to take a shower tonight, and for some unknown reason she decided that she needed to use a barbie comb on her hair while she was still in the shower. I found that out when Brady came into the living and said "Mom, Dad said a bad word because he cut his finger trying to get stuff out of Belle's hair." Oooookkkkkk. I feared she had gum or clay in her hair. So I got up to find Hubby standing in front of the tub, Belle still in the tub wrapped in a towel, and Hubby with a wad of her hair in his hand trying to cut the comb out of it without actually cutting her hair. After asking him to show me his thumb, he directed me to a string of toilet paper on the sink, covered in blood. So I finally stopped him long enough to show me the thumb, sent him to fix it and I took over trying to get the comb out of her hair. Thirty minutes later, I had all but two teeth and the handle of the comb out of her hair, but that little bit proved to be the main problem. Hubby finally worked it far enough down her hair that we didn't have to cut a lot to get it out, but did have to cut some of it out. He has a nice cut on his thumb, one that took New Skin and a couple of tight band-aids to fix. Belle is not going to need a new hair cut to hide the damage she did. The cut hair blended in with her normal length and it was noticeable only if you were looking for something. I mean really looking. We almost didn't find it ourselves. As she went to brush finish getting ready for bed I whispered to Hubby, "Please let it be over."
"We've got nine more years."
"I was referring to the day, dear. This day better not last nine more years. Bryce and I are the only two who haven't had something happen to us."
Then I knocked on wood. Hubby said, "You'd better do something or we'll hear a thud when Bryce falls out of his bed trying to climb down (out of the top bunk)." We haven't had a thud yet. Knock on wood.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
And why is it that there are some companies where things just never go right? That there is always a reason that you have to call to straighten something out? That would be our health insurance company. I've received a bill from a hospital lab on tests that were run on Bryce in December. Insurance was not mentioned anywhere on this bill so I just knew that it was denied. I took the time to get on our providers website and couldn't find Bryce's name anywhere on the list of people. When I talked to Hubby later on that evening, I asked him about it and he confirmed that we had previously had troubles with this but they assured him that he was listed. So today I started calling. Nice lady at the hospital informs me that insurance denied the claim, stating that he was seen prior to coverage. Coverage we've had for two years now. Ahem. So I called the insurance company and surprise!! they have no record of him listed on our plan. Two years and no record. After we filled out forms multiple times, made many, many phone calls and even sent in a verification of people in the household under our plan and they have no record. So I asked them, do you still have copies of the statements from the doctor's office and hospital or am I going to have to call them and ask them to resubmit. Her response was resubmit. Of course. It would make too much sense to look and see that they have obviously filled prescriptions for the boy and notice that he has the same name as Hubby but not so much as call and say this came through and we have no listing of him, call your employer. So now Hubby has to call his home office and talk to someone who deals with insurance (who is, of course, off until Monday) so that we can have the information submitted again. This I will never understand.
On a better note, I did get to enjoy some quality time this week with the kids. Brady has had three different assignments this week, all along the same line, where he is given a long list of words and he must write a small paragraph using some of those words. We have had fun making up silly stories (such as the crocodile whose tail got bit by a squirrel today). Bryce has a violin concert coming up next month where he is playing a duet. The piece they decided to play is The Can-Can, only eight bars long but has eighth notes in it (a big deal to a first year). So today, he pulled out his book and attempted to run the notes and was disappointed that they didn't come as easily as he had hoped. He was excited when I pulled out my flute, ran through it for him to give him an idea of how the song is supposed to sound, and then ran through it with him a few times to help him get used to the eighth notes. I could tell a big difference when we finished, and he believes in himself a little more now. Belle and I played around a bit this afternoon with the Wii (boys are grounded) so we definitely had a bit of fun with that.
Tomorrow is Good Friday and was supposed to be a scheduled day off in the local schools here. Unfortunately because of snow, they will be in session instead. The faculty at the kids school decided to make it a fun day and have set up a beach day. They are to bring beach towels, wear shorts and bright shirts. Now the only problem I have with this that it's March. It's supposed to be almost 70 tomorrow but still too cool for shorts. How am I to compete with a school that says "wear shorts!!!!!" when ordinarily I would put them in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and send them to school in a jacket. They coulda found something a little warmer...
Monday, March 17, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
I also mentioned in my previous post that I was crazy enough to allow all three kids to each have one friend over Friday night to stay with them. All six kids were excited about the sleepover and the snow. To say they were wired is an understatement. When they went to bed Friday night, they had already been out to play in the snow and it was still coming down good. By the time they woke Saturday morning, the snow had moved on, leaving sunny skies and 3 inches of snow on the ground here. I didn't get any pictures of the kids playing in the snow, partly because the sun just killed my eyes and secondly because I didn't want to upset any parents by posting pictures of their kids on my blog. Brady's friend left around 9:30 Saturday morning, leaving him to play with Bryce and his buddy. To entertain themselves, Brady grabbed my camera to take pictures. He figured out that the noise of the camera and the flash irritates Sophie to the point of barking furiously at him, much to their content. In all of the photos that I uploaded today, I found a few self-portraits that he had taken. Belle's friend left at 1:30 as I rounded the kids up to drop off Bryce's friend and pick hubby up at his truck. After returning home to finish a few things around the house, we headed to the next town for dinner and a bit of shopping. We make a couple of stops around town and we found that a few of the stores were quietly anticipating a highly coveted Wii in the over night delivery, ready for sale this morning! Mom had attempted to get us a Wii for Christmas, but by the time she considered it, everyone was sold out. We have been trying to find one ever since but our attempts kept coming up empty. Our desire for one became very strong after "bowling" with my sister-in-law and her hubby last weekend on our trip to Indiana.
That is, until this weekend.
That's right. After a call to Kmart this morning, just before opening time and finding out that they, too, received 30 Wii's for sale this morning, Hubby set out in rapid mode to get there upon opening. He was third in line when the doors opened to get his reward. Not only did he get the Wii, he also got Guitar Hero III for it. Now because hubby's step-dad came by for a visit today, the kids time was some what limited with the Wii so I haven't gotten to take pictures of the kids with it (and believe me, they are coming) but I did get one of Hubby.
Now Hubby and I are very, very competitive in a lot of the things we do. Playing HORSE instead of one-on-one, bowling, Rummy (which he does not play often with me because I almost always win), and now this. Tonight, just before putting the kids to bed, Hubby and I were playing GH. We were each taking turns playing the same songs on the same levels trying to best the other. Brady was ecstatic when I receive at 97% on the song that I had just finished and took a bow for Hubby to help rile him. Just before leaving the room, Brady hollers "bow down to Mom" just before taking a bow and racing down the hall to his room. And it starts. I think this competition is going to be going on for some time to come.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
These are pictures of the crocus' and I believe the one on the bottom actually has a bloom inside of it, preparing to open. The "tree" on the top is actually a weeping willow that we've had from a sprout for the last two years. The tree on bottom is the one in my front yard that I have actually forgotten what it is exactly and can't tell without leaves. I just hope the snow we are scheduled to get either passes us by or doesn't nip the buds.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Now the sides are actually supposed to curl out and they didn't want to do that today so I gave up and curl them under. I have blond highlights of course but I'm really excited about the layer of dark red that she gave me underneath. I can pull my hair up into a ponytail and have a nice dark red on bottom and streaks of blond across the top. I hope to master the style soon and post a picture of what it is actually supposed to look like.
(For those of y'all who have found their way here via Hubby's myspace page and don't want to look for the story he mentioned, you can find it here.)
Sunday, March 2, 2008
The kids had a blast with their cousins, were up until well after midnight and up at daybreak this morning. Between Hubby's oldest sister and my kids, there were two 10-year old boys, a 9 year girl, 7 year boy, 5 year boy, 4 year girl, and almost 2 year boy. They played with their other three cousins this afternoon ages 13 (boy), 8 and 6 (girls). Needless to say, they have completely and totally crashed from total exhaustion. Brady didn't even make it waiting on Bryce to come to bed after his shower, like he usually does. He was totally zonked when I put Bryce to bed and I haven't seen any of them since I put them to bed over two hours ago! A big accomplishment at bedtime here!
Brady has had his hair trimmed, since he is determined to let it grow. It now looks like it belongs on a little boy and not like a woolly-booger. I also got the make over that I have been craving. It involved scissors, layers, and two different hair colors. Pictures will follow, as soon as I get them taken. We didn't take our camera with us on the trip, I didn't dry my hair this morning and it is currently pulled up in an unflattering ponytail (unflattering i.e. lumpy, quick, out of the way ponytail). If I can get it to work the way I want it to tomorrow, I will have pictures taken/take pictures for my next blog. If not, it will require a brush that I don't currently possess and will be taking a trip to Wallie World to find one. In that case, I hope to have pictures up by Tuesday or Wednesday. I will say I was excited to see it and pleased with what she did for me.
I'm now off to bed. My fourth load of laundry since I've been home is heading for the washer and after just a few hours of sleep I'm ready to crash myself. I can only hope to get in enough before getting up to put the kids on the bus and take Hubby to his truck.