Because I am Mom! and other Quoteables

It has been one of those days. Definitely a MONDAY!

I went on the war path. I had to change my demeanor to that of Mean Mom.
They really didn't believe anything I said.

Just weren't going to go with the plans and comply.

Then, I had a hard time maintaining my composure.

Leaving the doctor's office I caught him out of the corner of my eye.

To Daddy's Buddy, "give me the key!" Just as he dropped it down in his lap trying to hide it.
In total dismay, "How did you know?" "Because I am the MOM!"

He handed the key over. He smirked but showed more wisdom than his years, he did not laugh and he quickly wiped the smirk off his face. He wasn't buying my reason for knowing.

Didn't matter, he complied. There was silence and awe among the rest of them. One of them had been caught red-handed. I had to do my best to not giggle or smile, or it would be all over. They were slowly coming to the realization mom was not to be tested today. SLOWLY! But there was now a glimmer of hope. At that moment, success! sweet success as I finally get a bit of compliance.

My other favorite line today was at Dillons. A grandpa stops to chat up my rambunctious and rowdy younger two while I try to pay. They were driving their older siblings nuts at home. Noone could get any school work done. I somehow thought taking them grocery shopping was a good answer to the problem. Been raining, can't go to the park and we needed milk.

I love my olders, enough to go to Dillons with these two. But I have wandered off from my story.

Dear Grandpa in Dillons says in all seriousness, "I love active kids."
I swallow my initial response, "great, they are all yours for the next 2 hours."
Instead very sweetly, I say, "I do to when they are sleeping!"

They love their Daddy! Their Momma?

This morning I asked Big-O-Daddy-O to prep his troops for a schedule change. He has classes to take for work this week so he will be gone during the day, home at night (first shift). We are back to school and I really wanted the hoodlums to know and be prepared before they woke in the morning and started looking for their giant sized play pal! I also needed times as to when he was leaving and coming home. Weeks like this it is hard to know when to cook dinner.
It is also hard cause the kids start watching the clock and getting restless.
They want to know when he is going to walk in the door.

Well he broke the news. Flutter Nutter fell apart. I mean fell apart.

"DON'T LEAVE DADDY, DON'T LEAVE DADDY" "NOOOOOO"

Wailing and tears as if he had somehow left the country for weeks on end
or left us for heaven. OH MY! !

He couldn't be reasoned with. He just cried and cried.
It was, actually, pretty comical.

The rest of the kids then started quizzing him...
"Are you going to work at night?"

"Will you get to stay home?"

"What are you going to do in the evening?"
If I wasn't secure in their need for me to do laundry and shopping, I might feel a little hurt.
I am after all going to be home with them all day. I am even going to take them places.
SHOCK !! I might even feed them lunch and do their laundry.

Do you think I ever hear this kind of drama at my being gone?

NOOOoooo, Hockey Player even asked me the other day,
"How much longer till you are gone?"
It was asked with no sadness, excitement better described his mood.
It wasn't just me, Fun Mom and Big-O-Daddy-O noticed it too.

I wonder what October will bring? Will they miss me?
Will I miss them ?

End of Summer Fun!

School started early this year for us. We got get our days in cause the teacher is taking 2 weeks off in October. So one last hurrah before back to school.... We went bowling using our Kids Bowl Free Coupons that we signed up for the summer. We'll go again before the season is over. But we wanted to secure the opportunity before the busy-ness of school started up.

GI Joe meets Barbie

To some this would be shocking but when Big O Daddy O found out his first was a girl, HE GOT SCARED! Then he panicked and said, "Oh no! I gotta start saving for a wedding!"
He went to work and asked the GUYS, What do I do with a girl? ?

He works with a bunch of really good guys.

Their response, "whatever you would do with a boy."

They told him they took their daughters fishing and played ball with them, etc.

None of them told him about stockings with dresses and learning to dress the darling princess.

None of them told him about pink bedrooms.

Or about nail polish and the desire to do daddy's toes.

Or hair pretties and wanting to play beauty parlor.
Maybe that is why he shaved his head.

He has done with them what he would with boys.

Tackle time.

Playing outside.

Movies.

Bike riding.

The girls will talk sports with him (which is more than the wife does...LOL)

Camping

Horse back riding lessons

Swimming

Stuff, father-kid-daughter stuff

And I can tell you noone told him about this:

Little Princess is grinning ear to ear.... cause she sees me coming with the camera.
Yep! That's Big-O-DADDY-O in a pink bedroom with his daughter and
Barbie stuff on the floor ! ! !

It is a good thing he bought my (our) camera. He knows how much he spent on it.
So he didn't break it.
And he knew what would happen.
He groaned and said, " I know you are going to blog this...."
"I will never live it down!"

So now I have had my fun!
Now I will tell the story you don't see in the picture.

At work there is contest regarding the guys' physical fitness tests.
I guess there is a GI Joe being passed around.
BIG-O-DADDY-O's shop thought it would be funny to cross dress GI Joe in a bikini, before sending him on his way.
Someone said to BIG-O-DADDY-O, you got daughters and probably Barbies.
Can you bring in a bikini?
So in all honesty he wasn't necessarily playing Barbies, he was on assignment for work.
He was looking for a Bikini!
Oh...that doesn't sound much better does it. LOL

Boys and Dennis the Menace, so much is true

For the last 4 days, I have been trying to get Daddy's Buddy to shower. My kids are shower fans. Prefer the showers to baths. Who am I to argue as long as the job gets done. Well Daddy's Buddy has developed this negative attitude to showering. He doesn't want to miss anything. I send him off, he gets distracted..."can't do it! "
Tonight... " I CAAAAAAN'T, YOUUUUUUU'RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEE SO MEEEEEEEAN!" I DOOOON'T LIIIIIKE YOUUUUUUUUU! YOUUUUUUUUUU ARE SOOOOOO MEAN!
Then I go to check on him. He is hovering in a corner in the shower. He has turned the water on too hot. He never thought to holler for help. Fix the water. He is feeling good. Now he does NOT want to get out!
Finally out, I get a big hug and snuggles.
WHY! ! Why, can't the men in my life figure out I am all about their good and I am soooo usually right wbout things!

Being right is not all that it is cracked up to be......

Another Clark record broken in our household. The new record is 3 bones.
It really stinks being right sometimes.
We went to Pump It Up to have our free play time compliments of the summer reading program rewards. Getting out of the car was all we could manage. "I didn't know my finger was there.... If I did I wouldn't of shut the door...." It is so hard to not laugh with a statement like that.

Sure enough I heard the door, then I heard the cry and turned around. Securely stuck between the door and car door frame was Little Princess's middle finger. The door completely shut. She managed to open the door and the tears rolled. One look and I remembered last December. You can check out the scoop here and here.

Unfortunately, her pediatrician is no longer practicing. We have yet to meet her new doctor, a family practice doc. The office was in upheavel as the computer system was down and there was not much left for sympathy. Being the Mom I am, who won't take no for an answer when it comes to something like this, or the other answer...wait till 5:00 for immediate care. I called the pediatrician's office (where they know me and my kids and that I have experience with broken bones and cuts needing stitches. They know I am not likely to be over reacting.) and asked if there was anyway to get her in.... Yes! only an hour and half wait. Still have to go home and deposit kids with big sis and get the motrin. They had plenty of sympathy left to pour out on her even though the computers were down. Gotta love pediatricians. I sure hope our doc's office get the girls a woman pediatrician soon.

No pictures this time. She got her nails done yesterday with her cousin Tricia. So we can't see how beautiful her natural nail color is this time. But doc believes she will lose the nail on this one as well. It took her thumb almost 6 months to grow back all the way. One less finger nail to trim, I guess. She did ask me this afternoon to not talk with anyone about it. I giggled and said, "You can't hide it babe, the splint is BIG." "I know..." So with all the love and sensitivity I could muster, I asked, "Can I put it on my blog? "
And well......she said, "I guess."

Warms my Heart....

Little Princess asked if she could read her Bible for a few minutes.
Then she brought me her Bible and started reading.
Just warms my heart. Moments like those are too precious to miss or forget.