Boys

The other day we were getting ready to leave, so I told the kids to go to the restroom and get their shoes on. I heard a lot of laughter coming from the bathroom so I went to check it out. I saw both the boys standing at the toilet, so I reinforced to them that we go to the bathroom one at a time. My oldest son then looked at me and replied "but we are sword fighting and my pee is winning".

Gotta love them!!!

Belated

So I have had several birthdays over the past couple of months, with no pictures on here to share. Below are some pictures from our recent birthday parties. First in the series are from Cody's, then next is Daddy's, and last but not least is Colin's.

Learning New Things

I just wanted to share a couple of new facts I learned on my drive into work this morning...

per Cathy - Chihuahua is a city in Mexico

per Cody - a wawa is a dog, it is little and it is tute. Cody also informed me that he is a boy

Generosity

I don't know how many of you out there live close to family? I do, and I am very fortunate that both of my grandmothers are living. This blog is going to focus on my maternal grandmother and her generosity. Granny is always there when I need her, whether I need her to pick the kids up from school , or watch them for me to go to a meeting, or I just need to call and have her listen about my stressful day I know I can depend on her. She does it with no ulterior motive not expecting anything in return, but because she loves me, as I love her. This past Tuesday we went over to her house to visit until soccer practice and it happened to be Colin's birthday. Granny had gone and gotten him some cupcakes and set them up candles and all so we could surprise him. Little things like that mean so much. I cannot tell you how many times she has cooked for me and brought it by my office so that I would not have to worry with fixing dinner when I came home from work. And every time I leave her house she must give me something whether it is a pack of gum, or grapes, or cookies. I am so thankful for my grandmother and I am so thankful for the relationship I have with her. I hope she knows how very much she means to me.

Classic

So tomorrow is Colin's 6th birthday and he wants a bowling party. This past Saturday the kids and I went to the bowling alley to make reservations for his party and pay the deposit. On the way into Savannah I stopped at Sonic and got us all milkshakes, I tell you this because I am going to blame the milkshakes for my stupidity.

We pull up at the bowling alley and I turn off the car, then proceed to collect all of our cups so I can throw them away. We go inside and get everything settled for the party when I reach in my purse for my keys. Only to realize they are not there. They are sitting on the console where I left them along with my cell as I was collecting those dang milkshake cups :)

Michael has the only other key to the van and he was playing golf. Thanks goodness for my grandma who came to our rescue and let me borrow her car to go retrieve my spare key from him. Sad part is this is not the first time I have done this and I am quite sure it will not be the last.

Dragging my feet

I have really been exhausted this past week. Why you ask? Well Cat has started back to soccer and has practice on Mondays and Tuesdays this season from 5:45 to 6:45. As most of you know we live about 45 minutes out of town, so this means on nights she has practice we don't end up getting home until after 7pm. Colin will be starting practice soon, here is hoping his will be on one of Cat's nights (where Michael and I can split it, and not get home late three dyas a week).

On top of soccer starting back and trying to get myself into the routine of school and homework again for the kids. I had a dinner meeting Monday evening that I did not get out of until after 9pm. Then the next day we had a seminar at work we were hosting. And the icing on the cake is how miserable Cody has been this week. He has had an ulcer on his tongue where he bit it. He has whined constantly when he is at home (but not a school, gotta love it). He also stepped ina an ant bed at school on Tuesday when they went to the park. So did not not have the best week ether, although who could blame him. I actually fell asleep on the couch last night at 7:30 (of course I was a wakened at 8:15), but still I guess that was my body telling me to slow down. Hope everyone has a great weekend, I will be hosting my father's b-day party :)

When you are 5

TV is better viewed from a handstand position on the sofa

It takes an hour and a half to eat dinner (I guess it tastes better cold)

You have a VERY VERY short term memory (i.e. you cannot remember your mama telling you to not run through the dining room five seconds earlier)

It is really hard not to wiggle

But my personal favorite, Your mama is still the center of your world (where as you will always be the center of hers)