Just because its easy for me..

I have found that when I want my husband to do something for me I am taking it into my own hands that when I get back there will be something for me to clean up, rearrange, fix, console, or put away. Because I am the only one who can do all that, apparently. Once, when I left, the babies got ahold of some vasoline and rubbed it all over the couch. Another time they got into the dryer and emptied all the clean clothes onto the floor. And another time the oldest ordered an adult movie off of the satellite. Now my question would be the obvious, where the HELL was the father?? He says he was just in the other room. I know they are quick, and can get into something before you blink somedays, but I have seen him holding our oldest while talking on the phone to his dad, and Tanner totally ordered WWE while Bobby was looking at the t.v. HOW MUCH MORE OBVIOUS CAN THIS BE???? And Bobbys excuse?...I was on the phone. Well HELLO its called parenting, everything, EVERYTHING you ever do from the moment the first one is born you HAVE to multitask. Have to. What makes him think that it is okay to talk on the phone in the other room when all the kids are awake and be excused from the things going on in the house? Why is he exempt and then I have to multitask for us both. Are you Freakin' kiddin me? Because I can give birth makes me more capable? Whatever.

My many talents

I can officially add to my resume "tooth fairy". Tanner has lost his second tooth. It was so loose that Bobby and I had to hold him down to just pop it out. I was afraid he was going to choke on it in his sleep. No sort of bribery would work . Our sitter even tried to bribe him with chocolate bars. His favorite. No luck. He was totally onto us. Oh well, its out now. He came down to my room this morning and hopped into bed he was so excited what the tooth fairy left him. He was shouting, "Mom the tooth fairy left me 6 quarters!" (For those that aren't aware of a five year olds mind, 6 is more than 1.) Plus five quarters is all he needs to get a gatorade at the gym. So now he has a spare. All morning he was walking around with his fingers in his mouth swearing that there were more loose ones. I think we have created a monster.

I love the New Year...

Not really, but there are certain things that I have come to expect as I get older. Such as, no matter how bad a day is a new one starts when the sun comes up, that no matter how much you stick your foot in your mouth with one person it is certain to happen again, and every January the gym gets crowded until the first of March when everyone gives up and goes home until the middle of May.
I love the People who have the new years resolution to "Lighten up" to "lose weight" and to "eat healthier". All the commercials on t.v. are for diets and weight loss centers and do it yourself, and don't do it yourself let us help kinds of places. My favorite is for all the pills and patches and shakes. Do these really work? Are the "testimonials" in the ads made up or were the people paid off to say a certain thing? Probably. Most definitely. But it makes you stop and think anyway. What if? What if I try it? Will it do for me what it did for them? No. But you stop. And think about it. Exactly what they want you to do. My weight loss philosophy is simple. Exercise, eat right, and it will come to you. Unfortunately, my logical side of my brain and my want it now portion of my brain (the frustrated, desperate side) says the hell with it! Take a pill, whats the worse thing that could happen? Weight loss? Geez isn't that what I wanted anyway? HELL YES! I am beginning to to want that Gypsy from the Stephen King novel Thinner, to stop by and give me a little curse. Just a little one, about 20-25 lbs worth. Then they could lift it. That would be acceptable. And considering how long I have been trying to lose the weight I gained from 3 pregnancies the "right" way, I will take anything the least bit hokey or supernatural.
If I had to do it again , I would have never spent my late teens and early twenties complaining how fat I looked or felt. I would have enjoyed it and used it to my advantage more often! Now I feel like a used copy of an old record. Very depressing. So I am off on my journey of pills patches and thrills to try what the gym could not accomplish.. Wish me luck!

New Things to Try

I have joined the Myspace.com and Facebook.com networks at the teasing of my friends for one and my husbands cousins on another. I have decided if I ever have ,oh say, 3 hours just to do nothing, these are the perfect sites to do that on. I have found more people I never liked to begin with. And now I know if they are married or not, have kids, where they lived etc..Very interesting. I have a lot more fun in the Facebook application because of all the quizzes and nonsense to play on there. I feel too old and antiquated for these programs.
On the upside, my five year old has informed he knows why Santa didn't bring me anything. He says it was because I was naughty. I asked him "How was mommy naughty?" and he told me it was because I put him in his room too much last year. Figures that my kid is as much as a wise ass as me. I am doomed when he gets even more clever and creative. His teacher already says he is very entertaining in class. To be a fly on the wall of that Kindergarten class. Lord help us. my 2 year old is getting very direct with what he wants. Some days there is no pacifying him with a distraction toy. And I don't know about other peoples 2nd kids but Tucker has 2 volumes, loud and sleeping. He is so much louder than any other kid, ever. It almost seems his life mission is to see if he can actually be loud enough to be heard in every corner of every building that we go into. Delilah just watches the both of them until she decides she wants a peice of the action too. Then watch out. I actually think that her and Tucker being so close age wise will be a benefit to her and him. They are little buddies right now and it is so much fun to watch them play together. Everyday they are growing and learning so much. Amazing babies I have, I am so lucky to have them in my life.

An observation

My oldest son says to me on Christmas day "Mom, how come you didn't get any presents from Santa?" and I laughed and said "Ask your father. I don't know Tanner, maybe mommy was naughty this year." He thought about it and looked at me and said "yeah mom you were naughty, you put me in my room too much this year." I laughed and thought , here starts the illogical male rationalization process. I cannot believe that it starts that young. I feel like I have uncovered some secret.

The New Year

Its finally here, 2008. I couldn't be more ready for it than I am right now. Sitting in my pajamas, wondering what chore to do next. I ask myself what is going to be different about this year? Especially since I am doing today what I do most days, taking care of kids. Then I realized that I am sucked into what everyone else is going to do and make resolutions. A new start if you will. Fresh beginnings and all of that stuff. So I am trying to think of some really good, yet realistic goals for my New Year. Of course I would like to be more healthy, eat better in hopes that would result in a better self image and a reflection that others could see when they look at me. Drink less, stop smoking would be the next obvious one. But everyone else is doing that one too. But as most places become non-smoking in the area, I will eventually have to too. I would like to think more positively about myself. Not be so negative towards me all the time. To be a better example for my kids about being a better person. I want them to look back on their childhood and think my mom was an awesome role model, I learned so much from her. Now that Delilah is one years old, I know I have to start being a stronger woman for her sake. So that she grows up not depending on a man, or being solely dependent anyway. That she will learn from my mistakes and be stronger and wiser before her time. I would also like to put myself first sometimes. Not wait till the kids are taken care of and the house and the husband, because I have been doing that and well, there are days that go by and I haven't done anything for myself because someone else always has something that needs to be done. I am worth time and effort too. I may never be the mom I envy that is always dressed nice and has their hair and make-up done but I want to be able to make that happen if I want to. I don't think these are outrageous demands on my time, or psyche, but we will see. I will keep you posted throughout the year and see what happens. Happy New Year to Everyone, have a great 2008!