I think three year olds were put on this earth to :
1. Make us crazy
2. Make us laugh at the world around us
3. Make us look deep and hard at our patience
4. Give us a glimpse of what insanity our parents went through

I have started my exercise routine and have done quite well. I have stuck with it for 3 days so far which is a record for me. When I get past 2 weeks that will be my next hurdle.
We live on a “mountain” in the foothills. We have a lot of animal life that we come in contact with almost every day. There is a herd of deer that live in the open space not but 3 houses from our home. There are skunks, snakes, birds, fox, everything imaginable.
Yesterday, Hula Boy was walking beside me when all of a sudden he stopped mid stride. He looked down at the ground and yelled…”WOOK MOMMY! MILK DUDS!!!!!!!!!!!” (these are his favorite candy when we go to the movies) I looked down to see a rather interesting trailing of deer poop. “Honey those aren’t Milk Duds those are deer poop! Put it down eeeewww icky icky.” He looked at me in amazement and said, “Deer poop Milk Duds??” I think he missed the point. OH nature we love you. You give us so much to giggle about.

The weekend was a tough weekend. Everything is OK and the children are fine. Thank you to all that pinged me to make sure that we were fine. Yes we are. I had a rough Saturday night/Sunday morning that was all. I was exhausted by the time I sat down to blog and I had nothing.
We had an incident with our neighbor on Saturday night was all. The neighbor’s son at 11:30 Saturday night (he’s 11) called 911, and then called me in a panic. First off his mom was out of town. His father had a couple glasses of wine earlier in the evening then took a sleeping pill because he had a karate injury that hurt. At around 11:30 he heard a huge commotion and went in to find his dad on the floor of the bathroom floor and blood was every where. He had tripped/stumbled and cut (not all the way) his tendon in the back of his heel. When the 11 year old called me he was getting ready to get sick. I called my next door neighbor that came to watch my children and ran over to see how I could help. Since I am a CPR instructor I came prepared to help. (gloves/mask..etc) His breathing was shallow and uneven so I gave rescue breaths to him until 911 arrived.
When they got there I went outside to catch my breath Their son was as pale as could be. He was scared. So the police came as well to see if there was a need to help out. After 30 minutes they were able to get my neighbor coherent. Then they thought he was drunk. He got a little aggressive verbally and got mad that they were intruding. Needless to say they took him down to detox. They were going to send the 11 year old to Juvenile. I was hacked. So I said that I would take him so that they would not give him the penalty ride for doing the right thing. He was so wound up and nervous that he could not sleep. He kept crying and hoping his dad was OK. I kept reassuring him all nigh. We kept trying to reach his mom until 3:00 am and by then it was going to have to wait until the morning.
His father got out of detox at 8:00 am (after being tested at detox and showing zero alcohol in his blood) and they went to the hospital to address his heel. He went into surgery and is now healing. The son in the mean time was still with me, but I was no good. I was exhausted. We watched movies and ate popcorn. That was the extent of the morning after church.
At 1:00 his mom came home only to be mortified by what had happened while she was gone. She vowed never to leave again or at least she said it would be a could day in he** before she left them alone again.
So it was an emotional roller coaster the weekend. I am glad it’s over with. So now FORWARD into my day I go. I am leaving on a walk this morning. Today starts my new exercise routine. Wish me luck.

Sorry everyone..need to take the day off. Horrible last night and morning this morning. Will be back tomorrow

Since Genuine had the big V yesterday, I picked up Genuine Niece and Nephew from school. They stayed overnight. And fun was to be had by all…until the morning!
Let me back up a minute. Because of the last time that they spent the night I asked them to stay in their rooms and not wake up the others. Of course going to the restroom was fine but I begged all of them not to wake each other up. It always makes for a crazy morning if everyone gets woken up to the tune of, “Do you want to play with me now?” Kind of like that Veriz*n commercial!!
So fast forward to this morning. I heard this sound like someone was hurt! I woke up with a start. I ran upstairs and heard Genuine Nephew singing the blues. He had to go to the bathroom and did not want to pee his pants, but he knew he needed to ….stay in his room? Oh boy, I quickly told him it was fine to go and that it’s always fine to run to the restroom. So this household was awake at 6:30. Isn’t that a sin? 6:30 am on a Saturday. I need to check the commandments again!

Did you know “Underpants” is the new hit song among 3 year old boys. It goes something like this:

Underpants are underwear
Underwear is underpants
Underpants cover my under parts
I try not to pee on them!

Underwear, underwear, underwear under where?

I think it’s a hit. He thinks it’s hysterical. He started singing about his underpants today and of course it made me laugh.

Oh and he’s decided that he doesn’t like underwear because he can’t lose his stars in underwear. In Buzz Lightyear’s he can lose his stars if he pees on them. I think he missed the point!

Last night after all of the homework was done, the chores accomplished and dinner complete I decided to let the kids pull out the tents. Why not? They are just little pop up tents. So the fun began.
Hula Boy decided that throwing his and it popping up was so much fun he did it again and again. My arm got a little tired of folding it back up only to have him throw it again and yell, “AGAIN MAMA!” So on and on we went. It was a thrill a minute.
Hula Girl set up a proper home complete with tea set. I let her serve real tea to her stuffed animals and friends. Then when I dead headed my flowers they picked them up and gathered them as their “food”. I love imagination!
In the process OF COURSE the neighborhood children started showing up. I guess tent throwing and dead headed flowers draw children out of their homes like bees to flowers. Why? I don’t know. It was 6:30 in the evening. You would think they would be at home eating dinner or whatever BUT NO they congregated in my back yard to watch the festive tent event.
When a few of them were leaving I heard one boy talking to another, “My mom would NOT let us do that. She would not keep folding it up for me either.” (this was a little boy that’s only been over once before) The other boy replied, “Last time I was here we had a water balloon fight!”
One mother came to get her daughter and saw all of the children in the yard running a muck. I saw the look of a deer in headlights. I explained to her that this was normal in the summer. Then it hit me…it’s literally summer but not for school age children. Fall is approaching. Soon there will be bundled up children from head to toe. There won’t be cute bare feet running around. I feel fall is approaching way too fast. I was just getting use to the heat! Slow down summer, stay and play for the rest of the year. PLEASE!

(HG with one of her best friends)

I can’t wait. I just can’t wait. I have been waiting and waiting for next week and it is driving me CRAZY. No, it is not that my daughter is going back to school because frankly I am not ready to let her head back. We have had a wonderful summer. The Mama herself is coming for a visit. Mamacita from The Weekly Scheiss is coming for a visit to see me and my family! I am a lucky gal! First I had Karen come and now Mama. Pinch me. Next Friday is a long ways away.

We got the news on the parts for the musical! *gleefully jumping up and down Both HG and I got a part!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She will be playing the part of Emily Cratchit. (Tiny Tim’s sister) She did not even try out for this part but they needed a strong dancer and singer. She is definitely that!
Oh and I almost forgot, the part I got was the merchant woman. I love this part. I played it last year. I enjoy being a crotchety old woman that fights with Scrooge every time he crosses her path!
YAYAYYAYYAYAYAY!
Now starts the nose to the grindstone. 3 months of rehearsals and practices. I’m looking forward to it!

Can someone please explain to me why why why I bother to steam clean the carpets? The last time I cleaned the carpets the very next day one of the children tripped and fell with a whole can of soda on the freshly cleaned rug. Then HB decided to wipe his chocolate filled hands on the floor.
This time a mysterious stain appeared on the floor by HB’s train track. HUM. I wonder what it could be. It’s a little yellowish. HB had one accident while he was with the sitter a few days ago. I wonder….
Why do I bother again? Oh yes, hubby is a wonderful clean freak that’s why!