It Was Dentist Week!

Back to reality. I finished my days of volunteering and functioning too early in the morning. I ended up not volunteering on Tuesday; kids had a 10am dentist appointment. I think the three of us worked well in the morning as far as getting out the door on time. Monday however I forgot my breakfast and left my coffee. So apparently I can survive without morning coffee, however I never want to do it again.

Tuesday was the dentist.The kids did great. They were in adjoining rooms together. I gave Brooke a kiss and said I would see her when she was done. She has always been great at it. She has been doing the "big kid" fluoride treatments with the foam cups in her mouth since she was 2. She gets her x-rays; no problems with her. She just smiles. I went into the next room with Ethan. He hates the dentist. We had one small melt down right before she went to brush/clean his teeth. We were able to talk him down fairly quickly and after that, it went like a breeze. Thankfully he did x-rays last time. He finally did the "big kid" fluoride. He usually still had it painted on and that is where it tasted nasty. He said the big kid cups tasted much better and was easier. So, hopefully in August things will go smoothly. I am just glad he has graduated from the "room" they used to take him in. For those that don't know, Ethan used to have to go into a room in the very back of the building with a closed door. There was then a door at the end of that hallway, and yet another before the waiting room, and yes you could hear him scream while in the waiting room. I would sit there in panic wanting to go to him, but knowing it would make it worse if I went in there. Thankfully, we have finally moved past this.  So, happy to report no cavities. Ethan's teeth are wiggly. No 6 yr molars yet. We can see Brooke's molars in the x-rays already. Ethan has got to stop sucking his thumb by 7 or else he is going to have to have a mouth piece installed. His plate has really moved in the past 6 months.  He is doing better, so we just have to keep doing better.

So, that's been our week. So glad its Thursday. I plan to stay in my PJ's all day and go no where. 

"My" Pets

I have yet to blog about either of these events, but last November I lost Lacey, my cat of 10 years. I raised her from a week old. She was a spoiled rotten cat, who I don't think ever figured out she was a cat. In most ways it was a shock in November when I took her to the vet for a routine check up and she died during it.I like to think it was unexpected, but looking back now, I think we knew she was sick, however Lacey did her best to hide it from us. I had no idea she was suffocating from a tumor in her throat until that day when I picked her up and knew she couldn't breath. I remember thinking, I will get her to the vet and she will be ok. Of coarse that wasn't true. It turned out Lacey had been suffering for quite some time from this tumor and cancer. It was a shock to knew my cat had cancer and we never knew. The vet was amazed Lacey was still alive and I know she loved all of us that much that she just didn't want to leave us. She suffered through it. There will never be another like Lacey.

This Saturday will be 3weeks, since we lost Odie who was 14 yrs old. We didn't have him his entire life, he lived with my mother in law. We had him for 2 1/2 years. We finally had to make the decision to put him down. He had no bowel control any longer and I knew he wasn't happy. He had to be bathed all the time from the loss of his bowels and he would just cry. He no longer loved taking a bath, which was something he always loved. It was a tough, very tough decision, even now I doubt it, but in the end I know it was right to have him put down. He is no longer suffering, but man do I miss that guy. I must admit, I really had not looked at his pictures or even Lacey's since they have passed. However, facebook popped up a picture of Odie today,  I had a short cry, but I know it will be ok. I never knew I would love and miss him the way I do, especially being a cat person. I don't think I am going to run out and get a new dog anytime soon. But, I think one day, in the far future, a dog will once again warm my heart in this house.

Lacey and Odie, "my" pets, we all miss you both very much. Tigger, you too! The three of you were awesome pets. See ya in the future.

That was an adventure!

My hubby bought a car a few weeks ago. He bought a 1977 Datsun 280z. This has been his joy lately. We have not seen him since he has been so busy at my parents trying to get this thing running so he can get it home. Finally, yesterday was the day. We spent the day at my parents. The car was finally ready. The excitement begins that the car will finally get home. We hope all is well. Time check, 5:45 we are pulling out of the driveway.  Time to hit the interstate and make the journey home. Please note, I want to get home and get changed and go out to dinner.

Speed: 45 mph....blah. Its going to take a little while. We pull off once to check battery since headlights are fairly dim and it is dark out. Back on the road.

We make it off the interstate and are on back roads now. Its dark. I am watching Alex behind me. Crap....where did he go?

Time check: 6:45.

Turn around and find him. In a small church parking lot. Ran out of gas he thinks. So I head home (we are 7 miles from home at this time).  I get gas can, get it filled up. Head back to him.

Time check: 7:30. Ok, all good. Let's go. We pull out and start heading back. I check my review mirror again. Where the heck did he go?

Turn around...He is on the side of road. Battery is now dead.  Pull over, try to charge battery. Nothing happening. Twiddle our thumbs on what to do. Should we attempt to get a little ways or what. Finally, pull out the phone and do a google search for a tow truck company. 

Its about a 30 minute wait for the tow truck. 

9:00 I pull into my driveway with the tow truck right behind me.

We are home and it looks like its corndogs for dinner. 

My son and poop

I guess Ethan's at the age where everything needs to be shared and is hilarious. I have heard variations of these stories for about 2 weeks now. Everything from its size to its smell. Here is tonight's:

E: Oh this is so funny. When I went poop it was really tough and I had to do my face like this (imagine a squishy face). Then I was really pushing and I burped two times. The first time was really loud. Yeah, it was pretty funny.

M: Thanks. Hope you washed your hands.

E: I did. (As he does a little dance)

Boys. **shakes head**

The week is coming to an end.

This week is almost over and nothing really exciting has happened. The kids have been good for the most part, they have done some funny stuff, but my mind just isn't functioning right now to even think about it. Alex has been away all week and I am worn out! I am ready for a good nights sleep and a day off. Hoping that gets here soon. Ethan's school has book fair next week and I am working it Mon-Wed. This is going to be interesting. 3 days in a row I will have to shower, dress, get kids on bus/school and be at the fair by 8:00 and work until 11:30. It will be interesting to say the least. I can't remember the last time I showered 3 days in a row or even got dressed all three days. It will get me ready for next year or it just might motivate my butt enough to finish the edits on my book and start getting it published so I never have to leave this house again.

On another note, the kids are fighting (as usual) only this time its slightly amusing. Ethan wants to watch Rainbow Brite and Brooke is wanting Johnny Test. Apparently my children  have switched genders for the time being. However, Ethan won this fight, I am sick of Johnny Test after a week long marathon of it when we were snowed it.

I am off, once my brain returns to functioning correctly and the funny stuff comes back, I will be back. Until then, I am happy that coffee was invented.

I'm free and I gotta pee!

Ethan has been riding the bus for some time now. I started out being too protective of coarse and was at the road when he got home, then I slowly stood at the top of the driveway. Ethan argued that I needed to stay inside. "No other mom's are out there mom!" he would argue. So, now I open the front door, pop out and wave to the bus driver, watch him get off the bus then go inside. I suppose this is a compromise. He's happy that he gets to walk up the driveway all by himself and I guess I am satisfied. So last week I noticed it was taking him longer to get up the driveway. I wondered what he was doing.

Yesterday was a beautiful day so Brooklynn and I waited outside for him. She colored with chalk and I took advantage of the nice weather to lounge and drink some tea. The bus comes and Ethan hops off. He doesn't come right up, so I wonder what he's doing. Then I hear:

"Mom, go inside!"

"No E, we are playing. Come on up here."

"I gotta pee mom!"

"Don't pee down there, someone will see you."

"I always pee here when I get off the bus."

So, now we know. He apparently hops off the bus and pees down near the road. **head shake**, I had to explain to at least get up the driveway and near the house before you relieve yourself.

Allowance and Chores

We recently started giving the kids an allowance. They have a chore list that is just for them to do. I thought this was be good for them. They will learn to save for things, understand when you don't have enough money for something and so on. The kids have been doing well. Brooklynn had one week where she didn't get her full allowance since she would not clean her room on Saturday. So, she understood she was losing some of her allowance.

So Saturday while out and about, the family stopped at Wal-mart. I asked both kids if they wanted to spend their allowance. Brooke jumped at it and picked out a mermaid barbie that was on sale. Ethan had to think for a little while. Finally after a little more walking around, he said he wanted to look at the nerf guns. So we went over there. He found a gun he wanted but he was $1 short.  Yes, we could have been those parents that spotted him the money, but we didn't. I explained that he didn't have enough money and next week he would. He stalled a few minutes, hoping maybe we would change our mind. I explained that you save to get things you wants and you don't always have the money. He was satisfied. So we moved on.

Before leaving the store, Ethan turns to us and says, "Will I have enough money next week to get my gun and a coke?"

Alex looks at me and says, "Do we deprive our kids of soda that much that they want to spend their allowance on it?"

Have a great Monday!