Friday, July 31, 2009

Bunk beds!

Here they are! Here are the new to us bunk beds! Aren't they wonderful!? I am totally stoked and the boys are too. Brody figured out how to get to the top already but can't figure out how to get himself down. He sits on the top bunk and yells at the top of his lungs until we come get him...then he climbs back up again! We're still having major issues with the older yahoo getting out of bed at all hours wanting someone to sleep with him or to sleep with us (which is a major no no in our house) All suggestions welcome for keeping yahoo #1 in bed. You don't win a prize, just a huge thank you from a very sleep deprived mama.

This used to be our room until there was a hostile take over from the yahoos. They also took both mattresses so now Lonnie and I have to sleep together. I know what you're thinking...."um, hello..they're married, shouldn't they be sleeping together?" Here's the dealio. We do sleep together (most of the time but one of us is a night owl and likes to watch t.v into all hours of the night...this is the one that snores like a freight train. The other one is such a light sleeper that if you breath funny she sits up...uh, I mean they sit up in bed wide awake. I love my husband very much but I just can't sleep with him.....or anyone for that matter. I am a bed hog. I am a bed snob. I could take a king size bed just for me. So we've had to readjust our sleeping schedules and reinvest in super duper ear plugs for the sake of our dear yahoos. Needless to say, I have not gotten very much sleep this week and I'm crabby. Admission is the first step....Hi, I'm Keri and I'm crabby. There, I did it.

The things we do for our children *sigh*

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Baylor vs. Baylor

This kid certainly knows how to fight with himself. He is exhausted. He keeps himself up late at night, gets up in the middle of the night and then wakes up at the crack of dawn. His little eyes have bags under them. He is crying at the drop of a hat, being incredibly disobedient and whining like there's no tomorrow. He's simply fighting with himself. His mind tells him he's not tired, but the rest of his little exhausted body begs to differ. He was born a bad sleeper and will always be a bad sleeper. I would like to punch whoever said you could, "train your child to sleep." There has been much training and no sleeping, trust me.

Yes, I know he's almost four and that warrants him giving up a nap but I just wish that he's realize that sleeping isn't so bad. He thinks a nap is the worst possible thing he could do. I know he's not going to sleep every day, but it seems like the days where he can barely hold his head up, he doesn't sleep. There are days (like today) when he wakes up in a bad mood and yawns every two seconds. I tried giving him a back massage to help him relax and then I tried laying down with him but he only squirms and jumps and pokes me in the eyeballs. There has been bribery, threatening and pleading...all of which have failed. I am forcing him to have a quiet time for at least one hour so this mother won't implode. I can hear him whimpering from down stairs....like sad tired puppy dog. This could put me over the edge today.

Gee, I wonder where he gets his high strung can't relax kind of behavior from?

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Sleep in heavenly peace

I thought I'd post this photo I sneaked in while the boys were sleeping...together. Poor Brody is all smushed up against the side of the wall and the bed. They insisted on sleeping together that night. There was lots of giggling and it was like music to my ears. Nothing better than the sounds of two brothers laughing with each other when they think no one is listening.

Oh yea, that's my rockin tie dye pillow in case you were wondering. Saved it from college and it's my favorite (and the boys' too!) We also don't own any matching bed linens either. Random fact of the day.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Movies, bunk beds, drugs and running

Here's a brief synopsis of this weekend's activities. Thrilling, I know.

1. Movie: Ice Age, Dawn of the Dinosaurs. I got to take Baylor to a movie (my first movie with him) and he loved it. We also went out for lunch and got a few groceries. I love spending one on one time with my little almost four year old! He is growing up so fast and learning so many new things. The movie was cool, a few scary parts, but Baylor is a brave dude....unless it involves taking a shower, cutting of hair or putting on of clothes...then he's a weeny.

2. Bunk Beds! What a huge blessing from a gracious friend from church. I was on facebook and mentioned that I was looking to buy a loft, bunk bed or another twin bed for the boys since Brody is now is a big boy bed. A family from our church was just about to get rid of theirs and gave it to us for free. It's in great shape and the boys will have a blast. I'm putting my money on Brody with the first broken arm from diving off of the top. We're picking them up tonight, I'll try to snap some photos.

3. Drugs. Don't do drugs kids. These drugs however, have saved my poor head. I finally broke down and went to the Dr because I was getting two to three migraines a week. They are totally debilitating and trying to care for two little dudes without sending them to auction during a migraine is almost impossible. I tried the chiropractor and that helped with my other issues and neck pain, but the migraines were still coming. I was put on a preventative medicine which also helps you sleep (I call it pure joy in a pink pill) and another (Imitrex) for when they decide to strike. It's been great and I feel so much better.

4. I am up to 3 miles or running for about 35 minutes straight. This is a big deal for me, the person who gets bored after 200 meters. New shoes are hopefully in the mail and will help with the shin splints and IT band issues. I'm getting more excited about running the race and there is only 12 weeks until the big day. The no sugar rule has worked...a little....I've broken down a few times, but for good reason.....actually two good reasons both starting with the letter B. For the most part, we tried to eliminate high fructose corn sugar from most of our food (and let me tell you..it's in everything!) I can notice a higher energy level and not needing that coffee in the afternoon to keep my eyes open!

Friday, July 24, 2009

Friday Photos: Fun in the Sun

Four boys in a field.....looking for bugs! I can only claim two of those cute things.
A man and his truck.
Yesterday the sun decided to make an appearance and we headed out to a friend's house to play with a handful of other wild and crazy kiddos. It was a blast and we left in a haze of grass clippings, water and screaming kids. The boys behaved very well, much to my amazement. The only glitch was Brody freaking out at the beginning because he was sure I was going to leave him, so he clung for dear life to my leg. After some gentle coaxing and assuring him that I was going to stay and play, he eventually let go.

Tonight I get to steal a few hours away and alone with Lonnie as we cash in our gift card to Olive Garden. Our friends are watching the boys (they also have two boys and they play wonderful together) and we'll swap them next week so they can go on a date. This system seems to work the best! I'm thoroughly looking forward to adult conversation and food that I don't have to cook!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Like pulling teeth!

There are three things in my children's lives that are equatable to pulling teeth....and they are:

1. Wearing clothes...pants, shorts, shirts, socks, underwear...you name it, it sucks.
2. Sitting in their chair for the ENTIRE meal without getting up.
3. Dressing oneself (this only applies to the almost 4 year old who STILL refuses to dress himself and probably has something to do with numero uno...being naked all the time)

I'm not sure what it is with boys and nudity, but I don't hear stories of naked girls running around the house, standing in the middle of the yard waving at random cars or screaming like death when asked to put clothes on. Anyone with young girls want to reassure me that my children are perfectly normal, now is your chance.

I am also up for any and all suggestions about sitting at dinner. I've tried bribery, threatening and duct tape, none of which have worked. I would someday in the next 10 years like to take my children to eat at a public place and would prefer not chasing them down the isle or picking up grapes catapulted across the floor.

And on good days, they combine all THREE of these lovelies. We call that naked dinner time (Don't worry, only the children participate in these activity) So I guess I will continue with raising two nudists with ADD.


Sunday, July 19, 2009

10 years

Here are the people that showed up for our 10 year reunion out of a class of 350. I went to Iowa City West, class of 1999. It was fun, but I don't miss high school ONE BIT. A lot of people don't change (which is quite unfortunate) but a lot of people remain the same sweet, caring and fun. It's a season of life that I'm glad is over but don' t have any regrets.
I got to bring this sexy date and wear a dress. Two major bonuses. My wonderful mother watched the boys, while we had a night out on the town.

I've been super busy this weekend with brass band concerts, reunion stuff, painting the town play scenery, attempting to clean the house and finish laundry and now I'm off to VBS to be the photographer. Baylor is going to VBS for the first time, I'm excited and so is he. I'm also proud to announce that he is beginning to READ! He read about six words at lunch today, with the first being S P O R T S (the sports section!) We're quite proud! He is so thrilled and went and gathered all the books he could carry. It actually started with a phonics DVD that we borrowed from a friend and he is turning into a reading machine.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Stay away evil bug

So three kids from the camp we were at have come down with the barfy bug. Three girls, one of which took care of Brody in the morning. I'm hoping and praying that we have built up enough immunity after this winter to avoid the puke. I wasn't about to stick around and find out. I packed up the boys (who were still refusing to go to childcare, and for good reason!) and left my dear husband there (don't worry, he has a ride) and headed home. Another act of God was that I found a trucker that had Iowa City plates and followed him out of Pella, otherwise I'd be in Colorado by now. Glad to be home, boys are exhausted and so am I. We also have no food except for maybe mayo and ketchup and beef bullion cubes in the house. Okay, maybe a little more than that, but not much. I might be making an emergency trip to the grocery store soon.

I have my ten year high school reunion this weekend too! I feel slightly dated, but then again, I did get asked if I was the babysitter this week again. I think I'll take that compliment as long as I can get it! It should be great to see old friends again.


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The clingies

Unfortunately both of my children had a bad case of the clingies this morning. In case you are not familiar with the clingies, I will enlighten. The clingies are not a rarity among children, in fact they visit our family quite often and mostly on Sunday mornings when walking towards the nursery. The symptoms are: 1. Panic 2. Heavy breathing followed by a very sad sad face 3. Major tears 4. Sometimes tantrums or sprinting in the opposite direction 5. Grasping for dear life on to any adult appendage (knees, legs, shoulders and my ultimate favorite...the neck)
We hadn't even made it out of the dining hall when both of my children melted down and started with symptoms 1-3. "I don't want to go mom, I want to go home!" The clingies are very contagious as well. Started with the older one and moved very quickly to the short one. We made it over to the childcare place and I felt as if I had two extra legs or had gained 65 lbs. I ended up sitting with both of them in the nursery and missing my bible study. I didn't mind though, they're only going to need me for so long! Unfortunately, the girl that was helping out in the nursery left and got sick. So now I have Germ-x'd the heck out of my kids and gone into panic mode. So if you think about it, please pray that we don't get the stomach bug....remember, I don't do puke!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

It could be worse

We live in a self centered world. Everything revolves around us. The radio station of my life is sometimes K fm, all Keri all the time. Even our children begin their lives with everything centered around their helpless cries for food and sleep. I am often humbly reminded of my complaining about trivial things and feeble attempts to gain contentment, only to fall immensely short. Nothing good can ever come out of a sentence starting with, "If only......" If only I were 10 lbs skinner or if only I could have one more bedroom in my house or if only I could make $100 more dollars a month. We find ourselves complaining about kids not sleeping through the night or runny noses or tantrums thrown in the cafeteria. I know I have complained about those three things in the last three posts at least! Now I'm not saying these things are trivial because they are a big deal in the bigger picture, I'm just saying....it could be worse.
You could have six children and have just been diagnosed with leukemia. A sweet lady Carol came to bible study this morning and shared her story with us. She lost a baby in November and was having health issues and went in to find out she had leukemia. It could not of happened to a more joyful person though. Being faced with a life or death situation, not being able to hold your babies in your arms for months because your immune system is down and still praising God the entire time. So when I'm down because Brody is climbing on tables or Baylor refuses to take a nap and it makes me want to crawl inside a hole and scream, I can only think of the insane courage this woman has in making the most out of every day.

On a lighter note! I dropped Baylor off at the children's program this morning and he was very quiet and went and played by himself. This all after he tells me no one plays with him and he doesn't want to go to preschool. My heart is breaking for this little guy! He is going to be a sensitive soul. He did manage to find some kids to play with but as I was walking out the door I hear this, "MOM MOM MOM MOM!" and Baylor is sprinting down the hallways.
"MOM! I forgot to give you a hug and a kiss goodbye!"
Oh, please make this never stop! Although, I can't really picture a freshman in high school running down the hallways to give his mom a kiss goodbye. One can only hope!

Monday, July 13, 2009

All in

So now I know why God has me here this week. I knew challenges such as snot, wheezing, sleep deprivation and my attitude would be thrown at me. I apologize for previous grumpy posts, I needed a swift kick in the rear, which I was promptly given by the Holy Spirit.

Amidst the touchy feely room full or hormones lies the magnificent ladies full of wisdom, humor and grace. Our study this year is on Romans 12 and a book/study by Chip Ingram http://www.livingontheedge.org/home/chip/chipscorner.php This morning was on being all in. Sadly, most of us, including myself, are often on the fence about our walk with God. We will give him family and marriage but want to keep our hobbies and interests for ourselves, or however it may work out for you. It doesn't really work that way and I was convicted as usual! Convicted about certain activities that I have been trying so desperately to keep to myself. We had to write down five things in our lives that are important to us and that we spend most of our time focusing on. Mine were, in no particular order 1. Children 2. Marriage 3. Finances/future 4. Fitness/health and 5. Music/band/art. Are we willing so surrender ALL of these and more fully to Christ? Yikes! What a scary thought. Scary but something I will be working on heavily.

So we have survived three meals in the cafeteria with only 1 fit, salt and pepper shakers being dispensed on the table and a fight over pumpkin pie...really, pumpkin pie in July?! Brody is sleeping in a, "big boy" bed, which is a dorm bed with two dressers on the side so he doesn't fall out. I would have brought the pack n' play but it wouldn't fit into our already stuffed little Carolla. He was up numerous times during the night because of the new surroundings, so tonight we push the beds together and have a slumber party.

My goal for this afternoon is to try and find time for my run and entertaining two napless kiddos until dinner. The children's activities for this afternoon were a ceramic shop (I laugh....no way we get out without breaking 3 things and/or eating glaze) or bowling (don't think they make bowling shoes that little!) so we are stuck here this afternoon.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Here we are

Here.
Safe.
Sound.
Sound? No, not really sound. What does that mean anyways?
We'll see how week goes. We may be leaving early is Brody doesn't quit this fever and coughing bit. Should be fun.
Lots of kids.
Lots of big families.
Feeling major pressure to have another kid. Why is that? Can't even control mine. Really happy with two. Quit asking me when I'm going to have another. Our decision, not yours. Thank you.
Talking in incomplete sentences. Due to lack of sleep. Must sleep soon. Sleep now.
Will report back later when sleep is had.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Off to camp

So we're off to FCA (Fellowship of Christian Athletes) camp in Pella, Iowa this week. We have done this camp for the last five years (minus a year for birthing a baby) Lonnie coaches track while the kids have a program in the morning and the coaches wives get to spend a few hours in peace together, talking adult and studying the word. They have fun things planned and we don't have to cook for a week!
One would think I would be excited about this, but every year I get super frustrated and begin my "freak out" mode. I've been trying to have a good attitude and preparing myself for the change of schedules, scenery and sleeping patterns but it hasn't been working. A few things hinder my positive thoughts for the week. 1. Brody is sick with bad cold that has gone to his respiratory system and I have busted out the nebulizer. I can feel an ear infection looming in his future 2. My brother, who I haven't seen in over a year, is flying in from Montana just in time for us to miss him and only see him for an afternoon 3. Baylor has been in a super fit throwing mode that I am not quite sure how to handle him at the moment 4. We do a coaches wives bible study (which is amazing by the way) that tends to get a little touchy feely and I don't do touchy feely. I'm weird, I know.
There. Now I have the negative out.....I am going to focus on the positive. Deep breath and release.
Please pray for me if you think about it. Pray for a good attitude and that I don't freak out (which I then take out on my husband and children or any innocent bystander) and learn to relax, enjoy the week and learn something new. Out with schedules, sicknesses and stinking sleeping patterns.

Now to pack Bessie.....tiny trunk...lots of stuff...could be interesting.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

A duck says...

CRAP. CRAP. CRAP.

Really? According to Brody it does. (and a pig says moo....wow, we're going to have to review the animal sounds aren't we?)






Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Markers=the devil

Dearest relatives and nice friendly people.

Please please do not buy non washable markers for our kids. I appreciate all gifts of any way shape and form, but I cannot accept these awful things known as non washable markers anymore. Pink stripes do not look good (nor come off) of my couch, wall and table. I loath you pink marker. You sent me over the edge today.

P.S Mr. Clean you are not magic at all.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Training

It's official. My name, birth date and stats have been officially entered into the Des Moines marathon runner identification.

Marathon. Ha! I laughed too. Let me re-phrase. Marathon relay. There is no way (and no desire what so ever) to run an entire 26.2 miles on my own without possible death. However, I am now starting training to be on a team of five people. Four run five miles and one runs the last 6.2. I am running five. My wonderful husband has also been entered....he's on the boys team. I am on the girls team...and we are going to beat the boys team :) My team is made up of some awesome ladies. Combined total of 10 children birthed between us. Some runners, some aren't, but all are going to kick some hiney.

No turning back now! I'm actually pretty stoked about it. It's good motivation for me to keep up with my training thus far. I know I can do it, five miles isn't that much, but you must remember that I competed as a sprinter in college. That is...I ran nothing over 200 meters. I will need help pacing myself so that I don't die because I tend to take off waaaaay to fast and then end up dying later. That's the sprinter in me. Since I've already been running, it hasn't been that hard but I will need new shoes (ahem, dearest husband who might happen to read this...did you catch that? I might..okay, I need new shoes, mine are way past due on mileage)

Wish me luck!

Monday, July 6, 2009

Goose poop and centipedes

Baylor....astonished at the sight of 1 million geese taking over the beach. Okay, so maybe one million is a bit of an exaggeration, but there were a lot. With geese comes large amounts of nasty green piles of poop. Yes, poop.
Baylor trying to dodge and weave his way between piles of nasty poop. Notice that there IS NO ONE ELSE ON THE BEACH. I can see why......And then there were these nasty little things. ALL OVER. When I mean all over....I MEAN ALL OVER. They started crawling up my legs ahhhh. I don't mind bugs at all, and I'm not grossed out very easily (unless it's barf) but these with the combination of goose terds sent me over the edge. A nice day at the beach turned into a ten minute dodge of poo.

Mooooommmm! Poooooooooooppppp. Don't touch. (he says this after he picked up a huge pile) I want you to notice that I also refrained from taking a close up shot of the goose poop.

You're welcome.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Dedicated to a higher purpose

223 years ago, a group of men otherwise known as our Founding Fathers decided to dedicate their lives and principals in which they believed in, to a higher purpose. The simple act of signing their names to a piece of paper gave us the freedom and Independence we have today. This declaration and the sole foundation of our nation was based on faith and a higher law. The higher meaning, "In God We Trust." So simple, yet so forgotten these days. Calvin Coolidge puts it simply.

"There is finality to the Declaration: “If all men are created equal, that is final. If they are endowed with inalienable rights, that is final. If governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed, that is final. No advance, no progress can be made beyond these propositions.”

We try to teach our children the value of things. The value of manners and a simple thank you. The value of a simple act of kindness to a stranger or the extra time you take out of your day to have a conversation with the next door neighbor. The value of a real conversation that doesn't involve short hand, slang or rude language. The value of our friendships or family and most importantly our faith. The world is constantly changing, constantly progressing and it will be always be morphing into something we can't always wrap our heads around. We can however, cling to the simple facts that the foundation of our nation was based on. Be thankful, be grateful and continue to pray for the best country the world has ever seen. Dedicate your life to a higher purpose!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

A nice shade of peanut butter

Here is the new paint job on the front porch. I went to Ace (the local hardware store) looking for plain Jane grey paint and came back with a shiny glossy shade of peanut butter. I also saved a total of $21. They had a stack of paint cans that someone had miss mixed and they were selling them for $4 a gallon! I spotted a porch paint and grabbed it. It may not match (yet...going to finish the painting of the nasty green later) but it was cheap. It's also glossy polyurethane which means it won't dry for another two days. Poo. There is also a Frito stuck in the middle (I'll give you one guess who tossed that out there) where I can't get to it. Total cost=$4 paint, $6 brush and $3 paint thinner.
Here is project number two. It was an old cedar hope chest that was given to me and I tried to no avail to strip and sand it, but there were so many coats of goo on it that I gave up. Instead I mixed two left over paints from our house and antiqued it. I plan on covering it will gloss but I lent it to someone and can't remember who. Hey, who has my clear gloss?! It doubles as a very nice toy box and place to store unsightly large plastic toys. If you can't tell by the color, it's a pale shade of green and I love it. Total cost=$0.
And then there's this dude. This was yesterday at nap time. I heard a rustle upstairs and then turn around to see Baylor standing on the stairs....uh, naked of course...covered in foaming hand soap. I cropped out the boy parts but they were covered, his legs were covered as well as his hiney and toes. My first instinct was to get angry because he wasn't napping but I couldn't stop laughing (could it be the large plastic whale in his mouth or the look on his face?) So I grabbed the camera and snapped a few. The explanation for his strange lathering is he was "itchy" He did get a few bug bites when down in Southern Illinois and was itching like crazy. Apparently foaming hand soap gets rid of the itch.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Sticks and shells and homemade bread

Such a serious look for such a serious little dude. He was on a mission. A mission to seek and destroy anything in his path. Doesn't matter where he may find himself....a beach, a forest or my kitchen, he is the ultimate destroyer of all things.
We're also training the kids for their debut in the circus. What this photo doesn't show is the double front flip that he did (and landed of course) I'd give it a 9.6, the landing was a little shaky.
Why would you want to play in the sand or jump off rocks when you can sit in the front seat of the car and put on chapstick. Mmmmmm chapstick. I was waiting for him to rub it in his hair.
Instead, he decided to attack me with a pen.
Do these jeans make my butt look big?
Okay, so today was adventures in hiking, starring Baylor and Brody and yours truly. We headed out to the Pal (Palisades Kepler State Park) and hiked on a few trails and then walked along the shore to find sea shells (or more like clam shells) Baylor could hardly contain himself with jubilation over finding such precious objects.
And then there's this punk, where everything becomes a weapon. He lagged behind, trying to throw every single pebble into the Cedar River. We finally grabbed him at pebble number 579. He could have stayed there all day, but I was rather freaked out by the fast moving current. I have a huge fear of fast moving water and my children falling into it.
I think we might be moving on past the, "kiss your brother" stage. This smooch looks a little posed and slightly juicy.
This would make for a great senior photo shot...minus the cheesy grin. He's still cute regardless.
Clearly Brody is trying to tell his brother something very important...like the meaning of life.....or the air speed velocity of an unladen swallow. Baylor obviously has other things on his mind...like why his mother made him wear red tennis shoes.


oh, I almost forgot the homemade bread. I made...okay, Bri (my awesome sister in law) helped me make this artisan bread. You make a starter batch and then go from there. It was pretty simple and my first loaf was yummy but slightly undercooked. You can keep the dough in the fridge and use it for up to four days. I made mine with whole wheat flour and it filled the house with a wonderful aroma. Bri is visiting us for a few weeks, driving to Shreveport, LA to find a house and taking my mom with her. I'm totally jealous of their road trip, but I'm sure they'll have a blast. Kort and Bri are moving to Louisiana very shortly. They have to find a house in about two days...best of luck!