Soccer 2008

Aaron and Annie played soccer with the AYSO teams this year.

Tardy, Again

It doesn't seem to matter how early I get the kids up they are continually late for school. This morning I woke them up at 7:00. Annie got dressed and went down and had breakfast. Ammon got half dressed and started playing. Aaron was the last one up and when he finally got up he took forever deciding what to wear. He got his shirt on but since his pants were in the laundryroom he went down to get a pair. I was looking for Aaron's sweater so I had told them to pour their cereal and eat. About 10 minutes later when I come downstairs I find Annie and Ammon eating. And Aaron is playing on my piano, still without pants.

They finally finish breakfast and then start playing around. Annie and Ammon were looking at their book orders and Aaron was looking at his. Ammon still didn't have shoes on. Aaron finally brought me the book orders and wanted to get two things that would cost a total of $30.00.

So at 8:15 when they called dad to talk to him about the book orders, Annie was ready, Ammon needed shoes, and Aaron was actually ready. They spent about 5 minutes arguing with dad about the book orders. When I told them to go get in the van they spent forever getting there, Annie couldn't find her coat(come to find out it was in the van, we still haven't found the backpack since Wednesday) and Aaron was so worried about getting the bookorder to his teacher. As I'm finally getting Annie in the van after we found her coat there, she says that she needs her show and tell item, a dog, for today. So we had to go find that, and of course they were late again.

I don't think they have been on time at all during the last four days. Somehow Michael always seems to get them there on time. And when he gets them up the two younger girls don't get woken up, but of course when I'm doing it the older ones always manage to wake up the two little ones.

Why do they always listen to Michael more than they do to me? Am I really not mean enough to them as Michael says or I am just not authoratative enough? How do I get them to respect and listen to what I am telling them? Somedays I do feel like I'm talking to a wall, but I guess every mother goes through that with her children.

UEA/Dear Hunt school vacation

My children always seem extra rowdy the days that they spend at home. They had friends over all morning and the only time it was quiet was when they went to their friends house. They also make more messes and don't pick up after themselves when playing with friends. It is so much easier to let them just play then to keep getting after them because they don't listen any way and it becomes a battle of wills. Oh well, this too shall pass.

Birthday's and more

So today was my birthday, when I was a teenager 30+ was old. Now that I am 31 it doesn't feel old, now old is 50+. But I look at those kids who are 18 and 19, now those kids are like babies to me. I don't know where the time has gone. It seems like only yesterday that I was in high school, now here I am with a husband and six kids, a mini van and a mortgage. According to one of my friends you become a grown-up when you have your own house-mortgage, and the mini van. Well in that case I didn't become a grown-up until last year.

Wow, last year at this time we were living with Michael's parents waiting for our loan to go through so we could buy our house. I still can't believe we've been here for one year. We sure haven't accomplished much in that year. The only thing we've done is redo the roof, and that was because we were flooded last winter. When we moved in we had this big list of things that we were going to do, paint the rooms, get a new dishwasher, and stove. Replace the kitchen faucet. Put shelves in the upstairs closet, etc. What have we crossed off that list?? Nothing, a big fat nothing.

Ammon and glue

So life has been crazy around here. But what do ya expect with a name like that? My wonderful darling Ammon, what will I do with you? On Friday, Ammon's teacher called me from school and asked that I come pick him up. He had so nicely smeared glue all over his desk and on himself. This comes after he spent Monday at home, suspended from school(for stabbing a kid in the back with a pencil), yes again. This is now the third time in his 1+ years of schooling. Well when he got home he had glue in his hair, up to his elbows and some on his shirt. He wanted to make plastic. Where does he come up with these ideas? Who could do something like this except my Ammon. Not only did he smear the glue on Friday, but he also colored on the teachers bookshelf, just cause he wanted to.

Why is that the answer for everything, not just Ammon but all my children, is "cause". Cause I wanted to. Why would they want to do some of the things they do? Where did my children learn these things? I really am going crazy.

Emily's 4th Birthday

Can you tell that Emily likes The Little Mermaid?

Roofing

So we're going to be redoing our roof this weekend. The master bedroom sprung a leak last winter and now we need to get the new roof on before we have snow again. What a pain. Not only do we have to redo the roof but when we're done with that we have to put my bedroom back together, see, when it leaked there was so much moisture in there that we got mold, so that had to be romoved and now we have to basically rebuild half of the walls and ceiling plus replace the carpet. Since we're using the insurance money to do the roof, the bedroom has to be done just little bits at a time. So I'm sure it's going to be next spring or summer before I'm back into My room and have some privacy.

Hooked on Twilight Series

So I finished the second(New Moon) and third(Eclipse) books in the series and I am now halfway through the fourth(Breaking Dawn) and final book in the Twilight series. Wow! Now I'm wishing that I had read them when my sister-in-law recommended them. But then again...I would have finished the first three and had to wait for the fourth one to be released, so maybe it's better this way. I guess Stephenie was going to write a fifth book called Midnight Sun but someone posted it on the internet and she's so upset about it(which she has a right to be) that she says she's not going to finish it. I think it would have been cool to hear the story from Edwards side. Too bad, some people just can't be trusted.

Twilight

Okay, so I was quite skeptical when my sister-in-law told me that I should read the Twilight series a few months ago. Vampires just didn't interest me. So I had no intention of reading them. Friday night my husband sent me to the library for some books for him and I thought why not I'm here and haven't seen anything good to read lately I might as well at least look at it. So I checked it out and took it home. Well it sat on the counter for two days before I actually opened it and started reading. I was hooked, I couldn't get enough. I just finished it this evening, so I've been reading it every spare moment I got the last two days(which isn't much) and now that I've finished the first one and read the teaser first chapter of the second one in the back of the first one I can't wait to get my hands on it.

Eight-year old

I have this really stubborn eight year old that lately has been driving me crazy. It starts in the morning as soon as I wake him up from bed and it lasts until he's in bed asleep at night. He has been yelling at me all the time, he doesn't even talk to me in a normal voice, it is always yelling. Everything I say to him makes him "Angry". He did this because he was angry or that because he was angry. Last week he threw a glass bowl on the floor and busted it, this week-today actually-it was a window. He picked up the small plastic kiddy slide and threw it at a window. It is a double pane one and it only busted the outer one, so I'm glad that I don't have glass all over in my house but it is all over my porch.

I just don't know what to do with him anymore, he is only eight but he is almost as tall as me, and me being on the extra large size, when he runs away from me I can't chase him. He has no respect for me, none whatsoever. He even yells at me that he hates me. And since he yells it the other kids have started yelling it too.

What's a mother to do???