We're Homeless!!

Not out on the streets homeless, more like temporarily living with a good friend homeless. We packed away all of our worldly possessions, filled this moving truck (twice!), and put it all away in storage on Saturday. It's going to be a little crazy for a little while but we are crazy kind of people and we ain't scared.

Sadly I won't be able to blog regularly until we get into our new home. We've only been at Ryan's house for two days and I've already had to have talks like "It's not okay to go into people's bedrooms whenever you want." and " Please no running at full speed from one end of the house to the other." I'm going to miss ranting over my family's daily wrestling matches, and gushing over the cuteness of my children. But it's only temporary. I'll be back soon, and I'm sure I'll have lots of great stories to tell!

My Golden Shower

In case you didn't know, my dad is a sheriff. Yesterday he received an award for saving a man's life who was lost in the desert. He was an illegal and had been walking in the desert for days with his brother. His brother did not survive the walk and this man was close to death himself. He called the police to find him and based on the description of his surroundings my dad was able to find him and save him.

I am so proud of him and what he does. I really really am. He saves people and keeps them safe. It takes a brave person to do his job and he does it well.

Okay back to my shower though.

I took the boys to the award ceremony. We got there a little early so we sat down and waited with my dad. James was good the entire time! Well... The entire time before the ceremony started. As soon as the whole thing started he was not happy anymore. He didn't want to be held and he didn't want to be quiet either. All he really wanted to do was squirm in my lap and sing.

Then twenty minutes into the ceremony my lap got really warm. Uh oh. His diaper leaked. Were aren't talking a little leak either. I am talking a dinner plate size leak all over the front of my pants. Can't ignore that one. So I got up and hiked James back to the van (we parked far far away) to change him. I tried to ignore all the annoying people I passed who were saying (Uh oh, looks like someone had an accident." Thank you for stating the obvious people. I make it to the van and changed him and what do ya know, there is no extra clothes in the diaper bag. Now I had a dilemma. Do I take him in there with just a diaper on? Do I wait outside and miss the whole thing? Do I put his soaking wet shorts back on him? What to do...

I really didn't want to miss my dad's award so I dried his shorts the best I could and let them bake in the sun for a few minutes and put the pee shorts back on him. Gross I know. Then we hiked back to the ceremony just in time to have missed my dad's award. That's right I missed the whole thing! That completely sucked.

We still had to sit through the remaining 100 or so other people getting their award before we could leave. By the time it was over (over an hour later), James was completely fed up with the whole thing.

We went over to my dad's house after and had some good food. Carne asada, rice, beans, potato salad. Yum, it was sooo good. My dad is da bomb when it comes to cooking carne asada.

So that is the story of my golden shower.

Our Life in HGTV Shows

(We watch way too much tv)


At first we were Property Virgins

Then we were House Hunters

Now we are trying to buy My First Place

We will become Weekend Warriors

Then we will be doing some Design on a Dime or maybe even some Freestyle, but hopefully no Decorating Cents

We will add a Color Splash

Hopefully we won't need any Hammer Heads

And definitely don't want to get in Way Over Our Heads

Pretty soon we will be showing off our Divine Design!

Chicken

That was all I had to say to convince my sister to make the long journey to our house for a visit. She loves my chicken. For good reason, it's delicious. It's one of the few things I can make that all three boys enjoy. It has been crazy around here for the past week with all the packing and cleaning and packing. So it was nice to chill out and hang out with my sis and niece and nephew for a bit. They are so funny around the boys. Ryan loves it. He gets to be rough and tough and play cool boy games for a change. Angel was frustrated because Marcus didn't want to play Mom and Dad with her. Boys just aren't into that sort of thing

They were all into riding around out front. I love it when they get to play together. I wished we lived closer so the kids could grow up playing together everyday.

Angel with her pretty long hair. She is starting school this year and is Lil Miss Diva now.

Ryan entertained James during dinner. He showed me how he can count to five. One, two, pee, pour, pive.

See how much work we have got accomplished? Two full pallets wrapped and ready to load. Plus there is one more that you can't see in the picture. We are expert movers.


Sarah and her pretty new haircut.

James was NOT interested in being held by her at first. He definitely shows some preference to mom and dad now, but after a while he snuggled right up to her too.

Five more days until moving day. We will be doing some temporary housing until we can close on the house. We are still trying to find a pet sitter for our poor cat. Ughh, temporary housing is not going to be fun.

Memories

Some of my favorite memories from my childhood are of my mom and my sister and I playing name that tune on our old faithful record player. My mom was usually the DJ and me and Sarah were the song guessers. Because of my mom, even at the age of 8 I was intensely into singers such as Don Maclean, Steve Miller Band, Pink Floyd, and Billy Joel. The days we played name that tune were magical to me. My mom was happier then than she ever was in my childhood, she could spend time with us and just be herself. We would dance and sing and laugh and life was perfect.

Twenty years later, I still listen to those old songs. Every time I play them it takes me right back to those happy childhood memories. The boys know them and like them too. When Mike is off at work we often play them and dance around the house. I can let loose around the kids and not be self conscious about my lack of dancing skills. I grew up knowing how to do the butterfly, the tootsie roll, and that casual dance that Will Smith taught Kevin James in Hitch, and that's about it. Actually I dance a lot like Kevin James did in that movie too.

It's such great fun to dance with them. I forget all my daily stresses and worries and just enjoy my beautiful children.

Maybe some day they will remember it as fondly as I do too.

He Says Ca Ca

Yep I taught him that. I taught him to say ca ca. And to shake his head no. I don't know where her learned that weird hand wave thing from. It makes us laugh whenever he does it though because I have never seen a baby do that before.

We practice saying ca ca every time I am changing his diaper. He is freaking strong too! It is practically impossible to get this boy to stay still long enough for a diaper change. He thinks it's funny to try to flip over in the middle of the ordeal. I don't.

He is covered in his favorite food in the video. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Oh and all that background noise, that isn't the tv. That is what my house sounds like the entire time the boys are awake during spring break. That's why I send them outside. Too much noise!

Stubborn

Stubborn: Firmly resolved or determined; resolute.

No he is not trying to get a sun tan. This was the protest demonstration in the backyard when I made the boys turn off the video games and sent them outside to play. I think he sprinkled the dirt on his arms and legs to make himself look more pitiful. I just ignored him and snuck a picture of him through the back window.

What a mean mom I am.

Need a Cheering Section?

Need someone to cheer you on to victory while playing Wrestlemania? Short on available friends who are willing to watch?

We got you covered.

It's time to come out of the closet

This is my office.

It is tucked away in our bedroom closet.

Yes that is right, I said my closet. My desk sits right next to our dirty clothes basket and my wedding dress. And every time I go on break that dang cat steals my chair! It has worked out great for me since it is the quietest room in the house, but Mike can't lay James down for a nap when he is fussy because he cries too loud. I do need a quiet room because I work from home taking calls from crazy people all day who want a credit card and a crying baby probably wouldn't be very professional background music. As you can see I have tried to spruce the closet up with pictures taped to cardboard (I try to minimize the tacks since we live in a rental) and some pictures the boys have drawn me, but it is still a closet. I can't wait to move into our new house and I have a 10 x10 room with a window. I dream of putting in a mini fridge stocked with nothing but my beloved Diet Dr Pepper, or maybe even have a tv in there too to sneak a peak at in between calls, on mute of course. Now that would be cool!

I am counting down the days until I can come out of the closet.