Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Destructor

Now that the baby gate is gone, Danny has unleashed his wrath of complete and absolute destruction. He clearly plans on total Barra Dr. domination... starting with our upstairs. I know what you're thinking.... how much damage can an almost 2yr possibly be causing?

Exhibit a... 

Why is Hercules so blurry? I caught him in the middle of hurling himself from the bed to the mattress. How'd the mattress end up on the floor? What... didn't you know that a 2yr old could do that? 


Exhibit b...

That's my sweet little boy, mere moments after he tossed our entire 700+ piece Lego collection down the front stairs... well, minus the 50 or so pieces he saved so he could launch those 1 by 1 at me as I stared at the mess that my beautiful baby created. 

Yesterday he tipped his highchair backwards and ripped a big hole in the screen door. 

Oh dear, sweet little Danny. You sure do brighten my day with your smile...good thing too, because if it weren't for the ever present grin I might make you live in the backyard! 




Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Squishy

Happy Birthday Wes, this ones for you! 



 

 "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my 

Squishy" 



So long old friend

I knew this day would come, I just hoped it wouldn't be this soon. 

R.I.P. old friend, it's been a good run and you have served well. 



Dan can climb over the baby gate. The big boys have been able to climb over for about a year, but they are old enough to know not to play in the toilet (most of the time). Danny however, cannot be trusted. Alas, there is no stopping him, and to prevent injury my beloved gate had to be removed. If I were the house, I would feel naked and exposed. Vulnerable to the 4 little predators whos only mission in life was to color on me with non-washable markers and unscrew all the doorstops. The kids can run around at will now... It's every man...er... I mean drywall surface and dresser drawer, for himself. God speed dear house, my thoughts are with you during this difficult time. 





Sunday, August 26, 2012

Mission complete



A parent's love is whole no matter how many times divided.  ~Robert Brault







Being alone with all 5 this weekend was not easy. But, I did it, and we shall all live to see another day. Every time one of the kids did something like feed all their cheerios to the heater vent -or- use a whole tube of toothpaste for finger paint, I just pictured the sweet faces you see above and it made it all ok (so maybe I did yell a little too but come on now.. a whole tube?!) There were some times when I was stretched to the max, but I always found my way to whichever munchkin needed me most. I'm going to bed with one messy house, but that's ok because I know my babies are safe and warm in their beds and that's enough for me. 

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Carpet love

I had a few hours free from my 3 youngest kids today. How did I use those hours? I cleaned my carpets! I LOVE cleaning my carpets. If I am having a rough day with the kids or are frustrated with something, vacuuming or cleaning the carpets relaxes me. For some, relaxing means a massage or manicure....for me, it's that sound that you hear as the vacuum sucks up the junkies from the rug -or- seeing that stubborn stain disappear. It seems to weird and sad to admit all that. But, I also bought myself a new pair of elastic waist pants the other day that made me really happy. See what having kids does to you? Corey is at the firehouse AGAIN tomorrow (second day in a row). Thank God these kids do such a good job at dirtying the carpets. Something tells me that vacuum is going to be seeing a ton of me tomorrow! 









Friday, August 24, 2012

For real?

The kids just had a friend over to play and his Mother came in for a minute to chat. She asked me how I keep my house so clean...my house? Clean? Only a fellow Mom (to 4 boys!) could appreciate my version of clean. She was able to overlook the Everest of all laundry mountains sitting outside of my laundry room, and complimented my sparkling stove top. Having people over who are free of judgments and criticisms is really an awesome feeling. And only a Mom knows how much work it can be to keep everything straightened with little ones around. Thinking that this Mom and I are going to get along just fine!

Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing.  ~Phyllis Diller, Phyllis Diller's Housekeeping Hints, 1966


I am thankful for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.... I am thankful for the piles of laundry and ironing because it means my loved ones are nearby.  ~Nancie J. Carmody



Our house is clean enough to be healthy, and dirty enough to be happy.  ~Author Unknown




Thursday, August 23, 2012

Nothing better than feeling accomplished

I know it's only been 2 days since school has started, but I feel the twinges of a pretty good routine starting. Both mornings, I have walked the whole fam to the bus stop to see Nate off (disclaimer- Corey has been  home to help with this... this will NOT go as smoothly when Dad isn't around -or- once the weather turns). Kate gets tired out from the exhausting stroller ride to the corner and takes an awesomely long nap when we get home. Sean, Claire, and Dan get some good playtime in and I get caught up on some seriously overdue housework. So far I have been able to clean out/ organize my pantry, clean laundry room, make 18lbs of fresh tomatoes into sauce for the winter, bleach the bathroom twice (BOYS!!!), LAUNDRY, and finally attack the upstairs with a magic eraser....all while trying to keep the kiddos happy-ish. Hoping that this streak I'm on sticks and that I might finally be able to get a handle on this house. The sun is out, the weather is pleasant, kids in good spirits, and my dinner is already made for tonight....these are some good days! 


Wednesday, August 22, 2012

There are no words...

I left the kids with their older brother Wes (16yrs) so baby Kate and I could grab some last minute school supplies. While I'm gone I get a text message from him saying he has a good story for me when I get home. I know better that to think that means anything other than trouble. So when I walk in he tells me that Dan rubbed peanut butter and lotion all over the carpet. Bummer, I think to myself, but he cleaned it up and I have a carpet cleaner so could be worse. Then, he looks at Nate and says "tell Mom what you did!" Nate looks at me, then hides his face, as it customary in times of mischief. Sean comes tearing around the corner and says "there was a dead mouse by the cube!" (the cube being a little tykes climber in the backyard) I said "eew a dead mouse?" Sean replies "Yeah Mom and it hit Claire on the chin!" I looked at Wes. He tells me that the boys found the mouse, were touching it, and that Nate flung it at his sister!!!!!!!!!! It definitely hit her, she definitely had mouse goo on her, and I definitely can't talk about it anymore or else I might throw up! Eew, eew, and EEW!


Gross

Conversation with Sean- 

"Mom, I REALLY need a drink of water...BAD"
"Ok, are you alright?"
"Yeah Mom, I'm fine. But maybe I just ate something."
"What did you eat?"
"A little pink ball"
"What was it?"
"Um, I don't know, but it was DISGUSTING!" 
  (sounds like 'DITHGUTHTIN')
"Where did you get it?"
"It was on the floor."
"Sean, what was it, was it even food?"
"Um, it was kinda like food, except it was DISGUSTING!"
"Are there anymore? Sean I need to know what you ate."
"Yeah Mom, there were 2 of the little pink balls."
"Can I see it?"
"Mom, maybe I ate it. It was DISGUSTING!"
"SEAN! You ate 2?!"
"Mom, listen, (picture a 4yr old with a lisp trying to be all matter of fact) the first little pink ball was SO DISGUSTING. So, I thought maybe the other one would be better. But, it was even worser!"


Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Cheeeeese!!

Danny got new shoes. Danny is excited about his new shoes. But, Danny is sort of excited about everything. Danny is excited about EVERYTHING and is ALWAYS smiling. Those of you that know me are now thinking "is he really your child?" I hope that his good mood never ends. It's hard to be crabby when you have a face like this staring back at you-


(Dannys "cheeeese" face... makes for some interesting photos)


Monday, August 20, 2012

School supply shopping stinks....but....

I sure am going to miss the days when buying things like this


make me the "best Mom ever!!" 

(and for those of you that are not in the know, that would be an actual super cool hologram Lego Star Wars big boy backpack!)


Death By Action Figure

Boys fight. I have learned that no matter how much this bothers me, there is absolutely nothing that I can do to stop it. It used to be, and sometimes still is kind of cute. Cute meaning it's the harmless sort of sibling spat that doesn't require intervention... like one calling the other a "meatball" or throwing out threats that only a preschooler could really appreciate, "I'm gonna put you in the longest nap ever so you can never have snacks again!" 
But, like most things in life, the cute fighting era is quickly coming to an end. Things have taken an ugly turn around here and it's getting serious 
(side note- I pictured the little Wonder Pets duck, Ming Ming? singing "this is serious" as I wrote that...which makes me feel sort of pathetic) .....




That would be what a 4yr olds head looks like when his brother attacks him with an action figure. Fun huh? Under those bandages are 3 pretty deep gouges that bled all over the back of Seans neck and soaked his shirt. Sean was mildly upset, that is, until he reached around and saw the blood dripping down his hand. Then it was operation freak out. 
The mother of all tantrums was eventually tamed by the promise of nuggets for dinner and (drum roll) not 1 band aid, but 2!....thrilling I know. I'm praying to almighty God that those band aids fall off while he sleeps. But, those little tantrum tamers are REALLY stuck on that fuzzy head of his. Looks like that's a fight we'll worry about later!



Sunday, August 19, 2012

Perks of Dads Job

Danny

Claire

Nate, Dan, Claire, Dad, & Sean

(This last one didn't turn out half bad- you'd never know I had Kate in my left arm and was holding her bottle with my chin while taking the picture. No one can multitask like a Mom!) 


A Firehouse Day

My husband is a firefighter. It's so fun that the kids are so excited about what he does for a living. I had another little boy in the car once and the firehouse was mentioned for some reason. Nate asked the little boy what his Dad did, to which he replied "um, I don't know". Nate asked him where his Dad worked and again he replied with "I don't know." Nate proceeded to say, with a massive 4yr old smile, "well my Dad is a fireman and he's a hero and sometimes when we're extra good we get to play on the fire trucks with him." So sweet! 

However, do you know what else being married to a firefighter means if you're me? Being left alone for huge chunks of time with 5 kids under 5yrs old. I would love to be all mother-y and politically correct and say something like "oh, it's a challenge!" But, the truth is that it sucks in the worst way something can suck. The kids are like little animals and can smell fear. As soon as Corey walks out that door they all turn and look at me as if to say "put your running shoes on lady, because it's go time!" I'm so serious. 

The boys have mastered the art of B&E...breaking and entering. They can break into a locked room, without making a single sound, and dismantle said room all in about 15 minutes. It is shocking. As I sit here, Claires nightstand is up in my hallway. Why? Because after their chairs were confiscated (because they only ever used them for evil) they learned that the night stand could serve as a step stool to the key for the bathroom. Let me clarify, this key is not out in the open, but hidden BEHIND the crucifix that hangs beside our bedroom door. Once the key finds its way into their hands all hope is lost. 

Today, again in total silence, they transported about 2 gallons of water into Nates bedroom so they could water their toys. Apparently, according to Sean, watering toys will make them grow and sprout new ones. How cute is that?! You know what's not cute though? Trying like mad to clean up the water to try and prevent yet another ceiling leak. 

I'm also super excited that the age of things being left in pockets has started. I currently have a whole huge load of clothes with pink and purple NON washable crayons melted all over it. My one remaining white t-shirt is now ruined...Thank God that the Spider Man shirt was saved though, would really have hated to see that gem go!

There's a laundry list of other holy crap I can't believe you really did that types of things that the kids have done already today. But, as I stated in an earlier post, I am trying to find the positive. So, in the spirit of positivity, I will tell myself that no matter how bad it gets today...It is NOTHING compared to how bad it's going to be next weekend when (gulp) he leaves for over 48 consecutive hours!!!!!!!!!! 

Oh well, should make for some good stories right? 

Friday, August 17, 2012

Today

Today was a beautiful day. Days like today make me appreciate faces like these even more.


We did a lot of things like this together. 


 There was still a little of this,


and a little of that. 


But in the end, it's moments like these that stand out. 


Our chaos is what gets me through the day. And while sometimes it drives me C.R.A.Z.Y., it is my version of perfect. 
Thank you to my wonderful babies for making me give my all every single day. It's when I end my day looking like this 


that I know I am truly blessed. 



Fruit Snacks and Sharing

Sean- "Yay!! I found fruit snacks!!"
Me- "Um, where'd you get those from?"
Sean- "Oh just from under the cushion mom, I didn't even steal   them"
Me- "That's gross buddy, go throw those away"
Sean- "Mom, it's wrong to waste food! Come over here Dan, I have fruit snacks!"
Me- "Sean, please don't feed the yucky fruit snacks to Danny"
Sean- "Mom they're fine, I just have to pick off the hair and crunchy stuff." 

I've been trying to tell myself lately that there's a positive side to everything. Pro in this scenario is that Sean shared with his baby brother without being forced to do so. Con is that what he opted to share was a collection of nasty old fruit snacks who had been living in the couch for God knows how long. Either way, I'll take it!