Friday, August 29, 2008
Yesterday I had to pick up Reed early from school because his head hurt and he had a temperature. All afternoon he complained that his head hurt (but not bad enough to lay down and get some rest). This morning he woke up claiming his head hurt again. I told him to eat some breakfast to see if this helped. It didn't help too much for him. I sent him to lay on his bed and told him when he felt better that I would take him to school. After checking on him a few times, I could see that he had no intentions of going to school. I pulled out my bag o' tricks. I told him that it was too bad that he wasn't feeling well, because I wanted to take him and his brothers to the county fair after school(not that it mattered if he went to school-we were going to the fair whether he went or not, I just wanted to see if he really did feel sick). Before I could turn to leave the room, his head miraculously felt better. After taking him to school a little late, I felt bad wondering if he really was sick and if I was going to have to come back and pick him up once the Motrin he took at breakfast wore off. Lucky for me, this wasn't the case. He gets home early on Fridays and as soon as he was off the bus, we were off to pick up our friends for a great afternoon at the fair.
(left to right) Tate, Blue, Livia, Reed, Beau(he had about as much fun as one two year old could handle within the first hour)
Reed chose a frozen lemonade over ice cream. When all we found was nonfat frozen yogurt, I'm glad he had lemonade so he could share with me.
Blue didn't seem to notice a difference between ice cream and nonfat frozen yogurt.
Beau would have fed the ducks and chickens the entire time if I would have let him. Even when he was all out of food he just stuck his hand in the cage. I thought for sure a rooster was gonna peck his hand right off.
I was a little nervous about letting the boys ride a not-so-kiddie ride. I had visions of the operator having to stop the ride to let my boys off because they were scared. Apparently, I worry too much.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
On a side note: There is a skate/bike park next to the playground. We went to watch some of the "sweet" tricks for a little bit. Reed was amazed that these teenage boys could ride their bikes and do tricks without training wheels. Doncha just love a kid like that?
Monday, August 25, 2008
Don't mind the chocolate covering their faces. We went to the grocery store just before and since they were good, well mostly good, they got donuts!
It has the old school metal slides and they were kinda hot so we didn't stay too long. But Blue noticed a sign for the restrooms and he asked what the sign meant. I told him that it means there are restrooms at the park.
Since we don't use "proper" language at our house (a restroom is called a bathroom), Blue thought I meant a "rest" room. He studied the sign for a little bit and then said, "Whew, mom I think I need a rest. Man, was he disappointed when he realized what a restroom really was!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Yesterday I had my first experience blind hunting, not hunting without seeing the animals but hunting without the animals seeing me. Here are a few things I observed while sitting for 13 HOURS waiting for a decent deer to come within range:
*Bring a hoodie even if your outfitter/husband says you won't need one. I should have known better, Colby is NEVER cold.
*Bring toilet paper. Who doesn't remember the toilet paper...a man.
*Bring more than two books. You'll have time to finish them all.
*Snacking/eating is kept to a minimum. The animals might smells the food, no matter what it is. Every time I would eat something Colby would spray down the blind with some sort of de-smelling spray.
*Drinking is kept to a minimum also. This may cause the need to go the bathroom, which in my case would not be fun since there was no tp.
*Talking is only aloud if you whisper and even then it must be kept to a minimum.
*No ipods allowed. How are you supposed to hear the animals coming? Duh!
Now even though it sounds like I might have had a better time sticking hot pokers in my eyes, I am going to give it another shot. Mostly because I am competitive and I know if given a chance, I a pretty good shot with my bow. Oh, and I get spend quality time with the one I love, minus the quality.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
We are finishing up our first week of school and already I feel like Angry Mom. Reed dilly-dally's the morning away and has no sense of urgency to get ready for school. So I end up becoming Angry Mom and using my angry voice to get him to pick up the pace. Because he is so tender-hearted, he usually ends up with tears in his eyes at least two to three times a morning. I'm not sure what to do. It's not like our routine changes every morning. I just feel so bad dropping him off at school after I have yelled at him all morning long. I usually pull over right before he gets out of the car and let him know that I love him and I think he is a great kid but that we need to work on our morning routine. But nothing has changed all week. HELP!
This is another picture from the first day of school. Beau wanted to get in the action also.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Tonight, Colby and I got a babysitter and headed to the outdoor archery range. After a couple of trial arrows, I got the hang of it. I think the competitive side in me came out, which I almost forgot that I even had a competitive side. It was shining brightly tonight though. I was determined to hit each and every target in the "kill zone". I did pretty good, if I do say so myself. Archery season opens next weekend. We'll see if my one day of practice is going to be enough...Now if I can just get a babysitter for opening day...Chea? Mom?