Poop, Paxil, and Pageantry

Obviously that is full of sarcasm! Last night, Clint and I spent the evening in the ER with Emily the new found battery swallower. Yes, I do realize she is six and yes I do realize that I also just had to take Ethan to an ENT to have a pebble removed from his ear. Sometimes I wonder if going off that Paxil a few years back was a good idea. Emily swallowed a watch battery after which Clint called the Poison Control Center and I called quickly began my internet search. We both came to the same conclusion. We needed to get Emily an x-ray and we need to do it quickly. The kids all loaded up and the boys are lucky enough to have a fabulous Nana and Grandad that kept them while we sat for a few hours at the ER. After a few x-rays, we discovered the battery was already in the stomach so all we could do is wait for it to pass. The doctors want us to go back up today for another x-ray to see where the battery is, but in the meantime, I am on poop duty. I was pretty sure once they all had learne

Our little people earn one dollar every Friday if they have met certain criteria. All smiley faces in folder from school Done chores during the week Have behaved at home all week I realize that they are only 6 (the twins) and 5, but I think if we start teaching them the importance of responsibility and the value of money at an early age, we will be laying a firm foundation for them in the future. Well, they have been saving their money and today was the day to spend it. The boys pulled their money in an effort to save enough to buy a video game at Gamestop. They actually spent the last ten weeks saving and managed to save over 24 dollars from their allowance, tooth money, and extra earnings. This allowed them to buy two video games and pay the tax. They are some badass lil savers unh? Emily started off pulling with the boys and then decided she was not interested in video games, she wanted a barbie. After shopping at wal-mart, she ended up with a littlest pet shop stuffed animal (more

After Ethan's pediatrician discovered something in his ear and was unable to get it out, we were on our way to a pediatric ent. The conversation with Ethan on the way made that copay worth its weight in gold. Ethan "Is the doctor handsome?" Mom " I don't know. I have not met this doctor yet" Ethan "Well, I really only like people that are pretty and handsome." Man, what a jerk.

We put in an offer yesterday on a house and holoy shit they accepted our first offer. The house pretty much has everything we wanted in a house. Uhm yep, I can hardley believe it. Isn't it so cute. I now feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Of course, with that good news, came the news that Ethan has strep throat and has to miss two more days of school. Good Grief! Poor baby!

This house hunting thing was fun last month and well now this month it is not fun anymore. I pretty much just want to buy a house and move just to get this process over with. We have looked at nearly 60 houses and have searched through hundreds and hundreds on the internet. I need a full time assitant to just find me houses, know my criteria, and well just get to hunting ALL over the city. What is my criteria? Well............ 1. An expensive neighborhood that I can not afford 2. A hous ethat I can afford 4. A big backyard for the kids 5. A nice covered deck or back patio big enough for my adorable outdoor livingroom set 6. 3 or 4 bedrooms, prefer 4 but 3 with a loft will do 7. A large pantry 8. A formal dining room and an eat in kitchen 9. A kitchen big enough for Clint to get some serious cooking on 10. An island with a bar 11. A linen closet that could actually hold ALL my linens 12. A two car garage (oh with a garge door opener) 13. A utility room 14. Oh, did I mention for a reason

I am doing my rounds, waking up the children at friggin' o'dark thirty in the morning. Emily, my normal little ray of sunshine wakes up well to kisses, Ethan is confused and weird as always and Steven...."STEVEN?!?!?! STTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVEN?!?! HOLY SHIT, WHERE IS STEVEN? WHERE IS MY BABY?!?!?!" I small giggle form the kitchen...the little bastard crawled on the floor behind me while I was waking his brother. FOR REAL?!?!?!? I mean does this constitute cause for an ass beating? I was so freaked out. I just knew some religious fanatic had crwled into his window and stolen him to take away and sacrifice (what? So I have a bit of an active imagination....whatever?!?!?!?!) I guess all I can say is "Well played son, well played"

I am pretty sure I have lost all the follwong my little blog once had, but I am here to start writing again. I am in need of somesort of outlet and well, let's be honest...facebook and myspace just really let me be super nosey but do notlet me bitch and complain. Oh an where else can I tell all the stories about my weird children. So, starting today I will be posting daily maybe even sometime multiple times a day. Whoohoo. Lucky lucky friggin blog world.