<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978</id><updated>2012-03-01T05:34:10.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life With My Kids and Other Misadventures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-5460311029430469548</id><published>2011-05-05T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T08:23:32.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long night.....</title><content type='html'>Ever had one of those nights that seem to go on forever?&amp;nbsp; They never seem to appear when I am sleeping really good.&amp;nbsp; Apparently those nights only appear when I am disturbed or troubled by fears and worry.&amp;nbsp; Last night was one of those nights.&amp;nbsp; It started off nice enough but somewhere between&amp;nbsp; the before sleep chatting about the day with my dear husband and actually falling asleep, the night took a turn down that long windy road of insomnia...I think I worried about EVERY possible thing that could happen to my kids.&amp;nbsp; I even had myself worked up over what kind of trouble they may find themselves in COLLEGE and both are at least 8 - 9 years away from graduating high school.&amp;nbsp; (I had recently watched a news interview of a parent whose kid had committed suicide over the pressures and bullying in college.&amp;nbsp; The parents had no idea their child was having any problems whatsoever.) .&amp;nbsp; I try not to be a big worrier, I know God has a plan and I need to rely on Him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last night though, I could not seem to put that faith in action.&amp;nbsp; To make matters worse, at around 2:00 a.m., the television in our room popped on with a lot of loud static and then went blank (it does not actually work unless the cable box is on and it was not).&amp;nbsp; I think my husband thought I had imagined it but when I got up to check it, the television was actually on.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, that spurred more anxiety and woke up my overactive mind even more.&amp;nbsp; So, suffice it to say, I am dragging this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Coffee, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-5460311029430469548?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5460311029430469548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=5460311029430469548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5460311029430469548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5460311029430469548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-night.html' title='Long night.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6944418177758626137</id><published>2011-04-18T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:31:02.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind week behind me....</title><content type='html'>I know you thought that I was going back on my promise to post regularly right?&amp;nbsp; Well I wasn't.&amp;nbsp; I just did not spend enough time inside my home last week to actually compose a post.&amp;nbsp; Last week was one of those weeks that I do not schedule on purpose because I KNOW my limitations.&amp;nbsp; On Monday, the kids had dentist appointments, I had a meeting with a friend, I had a doctor appointment and I was hosting a Mom's night out for our home school group.&amp;nbsp; We left home at 10 am and I did not return until after midnight.&amp;nbsp; Now the Mom's night out was not that long but I did spend 3 hours sitting in the restaurant parking lot talking to my friend and sister (in-law) about everything under the sun.&amp;nbsp; It was a long day!&lt;br /&gt;The next day was slightly better, we just had one event that day, it was Awanas so we got school in and then studied the kids memory verses and went to Awanas that evening.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday was similar, we got school in but had to go to church for a special event that evening.&amp;nbsp; Thursday and Friday were equally packed and then we went into the weekend.&amp;nbsp; The weekend was non-stop running from morning to night.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I do not schedule weeks like this often because they just wear me out AND we don't get much school done but today starts another such week.&amp;nbsp; Today is our only free day.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow, I have an appointment for a CT scan (on my sinuses) and I will be volunteering at church every afternoon this week from 2-5 plus the kiddos have eye doctor appointment on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; School is taking a beating this week.&amp;nbsp; So, this may be my only post this week but please know that I am WISHING I were here, in my comfy recliner, composing a blog post....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6944418177758626137?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6944418177758626137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6944418177758626137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6944418177758626137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6944418177758626137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/whirlwind-week-behind-me.html' title='Whirlwind week behind me....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8636291157368625691</id><published>2011-04-05T20:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:15:56.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/mtkxjCkGPug?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/mtkxjCkGPug?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8636291157368625691?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8636291157368625691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8636291157368625691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8636291157368625691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8636291157368625691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='Love this!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6831316587429836571</id><published>2011-04-05T19:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:44:21.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Was it a mistake?</title><content type='html'>I shared recently that my beautiful daughter finally learned to ride her bike without training wheels on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; She is thrilled.&amp;nbsp; We went out last night after school and purchased her a bigger bike.&amp;nbsp; She has outgrown the 18 inch bike that she had, but could not go larger because you can not put training wheels on the larger bikes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She went up to a 20 inch bike and we headed over to my SIL's house to let her and the fabulous 3 (my niece and nephews) ride together.&amp;nbsp; Even my son, who is NOT a fan of the bike, was excited because he got a practically new, hand-me-down bigger bike (with reinstalled training wheels).&amp;nbsp; They had a blast riding around a walking/riding path at the condos.&amp;nbsp; My brother in law and husband went with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now we are on day 3 of bike-a-palooza with my girl and the stinkin' rain had to go and clear up (DANG!).&amp;nbsp; Guess who noticed that little fact?&amp;nbsp; That's right, BikeGirl!&amp;nbsp; So she's hitting up daddy to take her out again and he's having nothing to do with it.&amp;nbsp; Next she flashes those sad little brown eyes to Suckermom (I need a t-shirt with a big S on it).&amp;nbsp; I go out and dig out my old bike that hasn't seen the light of day in 9 years,&amp;nbsp; get the tires pumped up and place my expanded backside on that tiny little seat. &amp;nbsp; Sounds like fun right?&amp;nbsp; Well, I could handle the bike seat without too much problem, but the first time I start to ride, I realize that my knee surgery 5 years ago has rendered my left knee with the inability to get the range of motion needed to repetitively pedal without extreme pain.&amp;nbsp; So, not wanting to disappoint my sweet little BikeGirl, I persevere and we go for a ride.&amp;nbsp; The entire trip, I am wondering, what happens when we stop and I try to get off this thing and walk again? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We go around the block and over into another neighborhood and around that block.&amp;nbsp; About a mile from home, I finally have to call UNCLE and tell my girl that we have to head back. My knee feels like it is swelling up like a balloon.&amp;nbsp; The pain wasn't coming from the actual exertion, it was coming from the fact that I can not longer bend it past a certain point (haven't been able to since the surgery) and the pedaling motion constantly forced it to bend further than it can.&amp;nbsp; We make it home and I get off the bike expecting pain but find that it really doesn't hurt anymore than normal, THANK THE LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this leads me to ask,&amp;nbsp; "Was it a mistake?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Will the newness wear off soon?&amp;nbsp; Will riding get easier for me if I keep trying to bend this knee?&amp;nbsp; It STINKS getting old!&amp;nbsp; Just sayin'.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6831316587429836571?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6831316587429836571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6831316587429836571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6831316587429836571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6831316587429836571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/was-it-mistake.html' title='Was it a mistake?'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-69918579108722881</id><published>2011-04-04T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T14:59:32.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical spring day ....</title><content type='html'>Today is a typical spring day in my household.&amp;nbsp; Husband and brother off to work by 7:30 and the kids and I fighting over the best time to start school for the day.&amp;nbsp; I say 8 or 8:30 and they are thinking more like oh........3 or 4 ISH........Normally we compromise to 9 am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today has been such a day.&amp;nbsp; It is gorgeous outside though and my daughter has spring fever. She just learned to ride her bike without training wheels and is excited to try her out her new skills.&amp;nbsp; Now, normally I would give in and we would have some outside time or go on a good field trip, but not today.&amp;nbsp; We NEED to get school done.&amp;nbsp; She needs to be ready for end of the year testing in a few weeks and we are not there yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other typical thing about spring for me is waking up with a hoarse, sore throat and runny nose.&amp;nbsp; Apparently the three different allergy medications I take on a daily basis along with one natural remedy, local pure honey, is just not enough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How is this possible?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the other home schoolers in my family are feeling the same urge to achieve oneness with nature so we have made late day plans IF and ONLY IF the students accomplish some goals for the day. This is a great incentive for 5 kids to do what needs to be done.&amp;nbsp; I am having fewer complaints that normal about the length and difficulty of school today!&amp;nbsp; So, for those of you traditional school moms out there who are doing fun spring break activities with your kids, know that at least 2 moms are busy doing business as usual......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-69918579108722881?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/69918579108722881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=69918579108722881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/69918579108722881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/69918579108722881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/typical-spring-day.html' title='Typical spring day ....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-529166984249978758</id><published>2011-04-02T09:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:19:00.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what you did last night.....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a fun filled day for the kiddos.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My girl did so well on her upper GI test on Wednesday, that I promised her a reward.&amp;nbsp; We went to see "HOP".....now please, if you thought it looked like a good movie from the previews, then by all means go and spend your $5-$15 per person ticket price and see it. I, by the way, NOT being made of money, spent $5.00 each for the three of us to see it.&amp;nbsp; In my opinion, HOP was a FLOP.......Even my 5 year old said about halfway through it, "Momma, aren't we going to the museum after this, can't we go now?" Did I forget to mention that one of the main thrills of this being a day of fun for my kids was the fact that their cousins we coming too?&amp;nbsp; I think my kids could have fun getting root canals IF their cousins are going to be there.&amp;nbsp; So there were seven of us at the movie (the men were busy at work and .....shaking things up at home).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So out of the seven, the only one that I know of that actually liked the movie was my girl, so I am glad she got to see it on the big screen since the day was a reward for her anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it was off to lunch at that most wonderful of kid's joints....Icky D's.&amp;nbsp; JOY!&amp;nbsp; In my book, McDonalds is right down there at the bottom of the food chain (ha, ha, get it, food chain......anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;right ABOVE Moe's Southwest Grill.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think I threw up in my mouth just thinking about that place!&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we rounded off the afternoon at the Living Museum.&amp;nbsp; A fave for the kids and moms alike.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed exploring nature and going batty....you will have to refer to facebook to see the pic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now anyone who knows my kids and their cousins, knows that separation is a difficult thing.....I think surgeons that separate conjoined twins have better success rates that we do.&amp;nbsp; We leave the museum with plans to get the dads and uncle and come back together again to do dinner at our house.&amp;nbsp; I have decided to make lasagna for the first time in years (my husband and kids will not eat it so my brother and I just have to do without the gooey cheesy goodness).&amp;nbsp; I also, being short order cook along with my other duties as wife and mother, fix my family something that they will eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the lasagna and salad (that my sis in law made for me) was yummy by the way, the kids are playing like they must jam EVERY moment of fun they can into one day.&amp;nbsp; The adults, minus the uncle who prefers the company of his television sports channels to that of his family, decide to play spades.&amp;nbsp; This is our game of choice.&amp;nbsp; We have played this game quite often over the last two years since the baby of each family has gotten old enough to not need constant supervision. &amp;nbsp; Even though I love the baby years, there is something to be said for not having to carry the entire house in a diaper bag, haul strollers everywhere you go and change diapers.&amp;nbsp; At almost 6, both boys are now pretty self-sufficient.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I got sidetracked again, sorry....we paired off to play Spades.&amp;nbsp; We use to always play guys versus girls in the past but one of the guys thought he would do better with his "Boo" so he suggested the switch off, but last night we got to play the old way....what a special treat to have my&amp;nbsp; bestest spades partner back!&amp;nbsp; We kicked some major butt!&amp;nbsp; It was sad really, sad, sad, sad.....My partner had one awesome hand where I went nil (I had nothing!) and one of the guys went nil too.&amp;nbsp; Not only did we both get our bid, but we set BOTH of them.&amp;nbsp; We went ahead 190 points and they went back 140 points......oh, it was so SWEET!&amp;nbsp; My husband was trying so hard to mess me up that he messed up his own partner....SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was our day of fun.....Can you tell that I have almost as much fun with our family as my kids do?&amp;nbsp; We laugh so hard sometimes that its like getting an ab workout.&amp;nbsp; I am THANKFUL for my family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We will see them again today.&amp;nbsp; Today we are putting our faith in action, walking the walk not just talking the talk.&amp;nbsp; Today we are joining&amp;nbsp; some of our church family at a "Block Party" in one of our local communities and passing out food, towels and socks....I don't know why our church chose to pass out bath towels and socks, it seems like a strange combination to me, but I am sure there was much thought and research put into this decision and these are items that are needed. &amp;nbsp; All five kids are looking forward to helping.&amp;nbsp; THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' BOUT!&amp;nbsp; They are excited to help someone else for a change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-529166984249978758?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/529166984249978758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=529166984249978758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/529166984249978758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/529166984249978758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-know-what-you-did-last-night.html' title='I know what you did last night.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7456276825077593692</id><published>2011-03-31T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:03:42.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about....</title><content type='html'>I just read this as a status update on my friend Juliet's facebook page.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if this is something she read or if this is a realization that God gave her but it is so real, so profound, I just had to share it.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Juliet for a true "Reality Check".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;"What would you think if you woke up this morning and the only things you had were the things you thanked God for yesterday?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;This makes me think, would I have a roof over my head, would my husband and children still be here,&amp;nbsp; would I live in a country where I am free?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Would my husband and children be here?!!!! Oh my, they would not.&amp;nbsp; I was so caught up in the junk that tears us away that I don't even remember giving thanks to the God that gave it all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank you God for my family, for my life, for a warm home and food to feed the family I love so much.&amp;nbsp; Thank you God for friends who love you enough to post this as their facebook status so that I could have the eye-opening experience that this gave.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for stepping all over my toes this week showing me all the blessings I have.&amp;nbsp; Thank you God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7456276825077593692?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7456276825077593692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7456276825077593692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7456276825077593692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7456276825077593692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-9060670837959915662</id><published>2011-03-31T18:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T18:55:43.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, where is my HAIRBRUSH?.......</title><content type='html'>Have you heard that song?  Its a classic.  Circa 1997, VeggieTales,  silly song classic.....Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was the first full sentence my little girl ever said all those years ago when she was just a little over a year old.  We were walking through Wal-mart and she yells at the top of her lungs, "Oh where, oh where, oh wherrrrrrre, is my HAIRBRUSH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress, this story is not about my daughter's first words but more about my hair.  Has anyone out there noticed that as we get older, our hair is just not as....manageable as it was in our 20's or 30's?  Well, I have definitely noticed in the last 8 months.  You see, eight months ago a wonderful surgical oncologist asked a nurse or a surgical intern without a beauty school diploma to shave the right side of my head for surgery and he or she decided to not only shave the right side of my head, but to also chop a little hair outside of the surgical site. I am assuming it must have fell in the way of the clippers.    I came through the surgery very well but I was JACKED up in the hair department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in late December, about 3 months after my surgery, I went to the hair stylist and she tried to fix it a little.  I went back last month for a trim and its getting better but there is still a three inch patch of hair that is slowly growing back and it is just as crazy as it can be.  It is curly AND straight and it sticks every which way.  It is a mess, but I think the Lord that it is still there and I am still here to complain.   I am NOT like Larry the cucumber, I DO need a hairbrush......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-9060670837959915662?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9060670837959915662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=9060670837959915662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/9060670837959915662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/9060670837959915662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-where-is-my-hairbrush.html' title='Oh, where is my HAIRBRUSH?.......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4155446563669857541</id><published>2011-03-29T11:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:52:55.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality check...</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday morning on the way to church, my kids were in the back of the van and my son says "Momma, can we go to Disney now?" and I explain that it is an expensive trip and we may try to do it this fall if we aren't in the middle of building a house.  My daughter then chimes in to say, "Well Mom, you know we have to go on vacation EVERY year, so what's the big deal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  What are we doing?  You know, they are right, we normally do go somewhere each year either on a real vacation or a business trip with my husband.  This is a vacation for the kids and I since we take in the sights of whatever big city it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grew up, we were very poor and I was raised by my Grandmother, I had never left the state of Virginia my entire life except for a weekend trip to Nags Head with her cousin and his wife.   I never went on any vacation as a grown single woman unless it was weekend trip with some friends.  My daughter had been to Disney 5 times before the age of 6 and had been to at least 1/2 the states on the east coast AND had been on a cruise to the Bahamas.  My son has traveled only slightly less than that since she has a 3 year head start on him.....That is their reality of the world.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been told time and time again on the news and by different missionary Evangelists that come to our church, that even the poorest person in the US is considered wealthier than over 90%  of people of the planet.  I was not in the church service this past Sunday due to working in the children's dept, but my sister-in-law relayed part of Pastor Grant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ethridge's&lt;/span&gt; sermon as we chatted after church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church is really focusing this year (every year really, but even more so this year) on reaching out to the lower income communities in our area.  We are having Block Parties each weekend in different neighborhoods.  They had one this past Saturday (while we were at another church event for the kids).   The pastor told about this young boy that he and his wife noticed at the first Block Party.  The pastor told his first name and I do not for the life of me remember it but apparently he was a young boy.  Our Pastor and his wife have the sweetest, loving spirits and always reach out to people.  They talked to this young boy when they noticed that he was looking at these packs of socks that our church was giving away.   Pastor Grant asked if he would like a pack of socks and the boy asked if they were free.  Pastor said of course, go ahead and get a pack.  The young boy sat down that very moment and put on a pair of the socks and was so thrilled to have them.   They later noticed the same young boy when they were passing out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hotdogs&lt;/span&gt; and other food items. He got his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt; and was eating it like he was starved.  Not only did he eat his, but he was going around to see if anyone did not finish theirs and was finishing up whatever he found.  Now if this is not enough to tug at your heart about the life that some young children in our very own country are living...The pastor and his wife left that block party and drove 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. to another neighborhood for the second Block Party our church was having that day.  It took them 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. to drive to the next neighborhood, so I have to assume that it was at least 2-3 miles away.  They said that they had been there a while and when it was time to pass out the food, they saw the same young boy walking up to the party.  They went to speak to him, and asked how he got there.  The young boy said that he had walked there because he was still hungry and wanted to get another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt;....This is his reality......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are not allowed to walk out of the yard without us.  This child attended a Block Party alone just to get the free food, just to have a chance to have a full belly.   This child acted like it was Christmas morning when he got a pack of socks.   This child walked 2-3 miles alone across a part of town that my kids have never set foot in, just in the attempt to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HOTDOG&lt;/span&gt;.  Neither of my kids will touch a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt;, because both say that they are NASTY.    My kids throw away happy meals that are barely touched because they just asked for them to get the toy.  My kids are complaining because they haven't been to Disney in two years...REALITY CHECK......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend, our church is having another Block Party in another low income neighborhood,  my family will be attending because we need it even more than the people we are trying to help.  We need to see all that we have to be thankful for.  We need a reality check.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of weeks our church, on the Saturday before Easter,  will be passing out boxes of food that our middle and high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;schoolers&lt;/span&gt; have packed.  These boxes of food will feed a family of four for a week.  If you think about it, if we ,who have plenty of food, consider this enough food for a week, those who don't, may consider this enough for for several weeks....I am determined that me and my family will be there to help pass out this food......We need a reality check.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you and your family need a reality check?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4155446563669857541?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4155446563669857541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4155446563669857541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4155446563669857541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4155446563669857541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/reality-check.html' title='Reality check...'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4223774704409913303</id><published>2011-03-28T09:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:19:33.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The games we play.....</title><content type='html'>Okay, so like I said at 2:00 am this morning when I blogged for the first time in over a year, I am going to do better...well, this is me doing better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a funny story to tell today that just will not possibly fit on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; status screen, so read on, dear friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, picture this...my 5 year old son (J) and 5 year old nephew (C) are sitting quietly on the floor playing a game.  Just the two of them and this a unusual event for these two.  The game is Headbands.  It is a child's game (there is actually an adult edition) where you put this headband, hence the name, on your head and you draw a card from a pile without looking at it and put it on the headband so that your opponents can see it.  The opponents start a timer and you have to ask as many questions to help you guess the item that is on the picture on your headband.&lt;br /&gt;The boys have only ever played it before with the older siblings/cousins, an 11 year old and two 8 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;, but this time the other three were busy doing something else.  My sister in law and I are sitting on the couch talking and we start noticing the boys....J pulls out a car and says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, let me get this on here", while he not so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;subtly&lt;/span&gt; flips the card, looks it over, not once, but twice and C never says a word.  Then C starts the timer, J says "Am I a ladder?" which of course he is....I am getting ready to bust J for cheating on his cousin and then I see C getting his card to go in his headband...C grabs his card and says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, let me put this hold...hold on a sec...".  He, not so secretly, turns his back and studies the card, puts it in his headband and turns back for J to start timer.  C immediately says "Am I a glass of milk?"  (now I am going to admit to making up the actual card items because I just don't remember them all, but to give you the idea)...I nudge my sister in law and see that she has already noticed the interaction between the five year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They are both obviously, blatantly cheating on each other and neither has caught on to that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law and I watch this for a couple of minutes and I, being the trouble maker that I am, decided to mix it up a little.  I say "J, are you cheating on C?  C, J is cheating on you!"&lt;br /&gt;C. gets kind of indignant, takes the card off of J's headband and says that he has to get a new card and proceeds to continue the game as usual.  My sister in law and I are rolling in laughter and have included the husbands at this point and then I say "C, that was wrong of J, you wouldn't cheat on him like that would you?"  and he says "No",  and we all laugh harder, neither of the boys understand why all the adults are now laughing.  I say again "C, you aren't cheating are you?"  and he again says no.   Then I say "C, what's on your headband?", he immediately answers "Am I a igloo?"  which was of course, EXACTLY what was on his head.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish, I had listened to my sister in law and waited to get the video camera to see if we could have captured the moment forever on film but neither of us had one handy and it was just too much fun watching their reaction.  The funny thing is, they still did not get it or completely understand what we were laughing about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4223774704409913303?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4223774704409913303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4223774704409913303' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4223774704409913303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4223774704409913303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/games-we-play.html' title='The games we play.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6024572009004415967</id><published>2011-03-28T00:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:45:21.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog, what's a blog, is that something like Facebook....</title><content type='html'>Wow, has it really been over a year since I have typed a word on this blog?  I am surprised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blog spot&lt;/span&gt; hasn't just shut me down...Well, maybe if I bookmark this page on my new laptop, I might find my way back to it once in a while, that's a thought...I'll give this some consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to be reading a new blog that my wonderful brother-in-law started chronicling his journey through physical adversity and God's plan for his family and thought, HEY, I have a blog and I haven't posted in a while.  Little did I know, its been over a year.  So, KM, you have inspired me to type, besides I may need the forum for dueling blog posts in the near future if you live up to your threats.....just saying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Any who&lt;/span&gt;...so what has been going on with good old "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gottablogmom&lt;/span&gt;" you might be saying, if there were really any of you out there that ever read my blog to begin with.... Well, let me think....I now have a 3rd grader and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kindergartner&lt;/span&gt; who will soon become 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader and 1st grader....WOW, time flies.   Within the last year I have been diagnosed and successfully treated for melanoma cancer and had my gallbladder removed, just for kicks and giggles.  Both times coming through surgery with no ill effects, THANK YOU LORD!  Its been an eventful 8 months in our household.  My beloved baby girl (who is no longer a baby but still my baby girl) had a terrible mono-like virus that lasted over 8 weeks and that has taken up most of 2011 for us so far but again, THANK YOU LORD, she seems to be recovering.  This week she is having a Upper GI with a barium swallow.   I am sure...beyond sure actually...I am without a doubt CERTAIN that this will be quite the experience for us both.  With her particular skill in extreme over-the-top drama and her decided distaste for being forced to consume anything against her will....we let's just say that I am not quite sure who is dreading it more, her or me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well....I have blogged an bit tonight....I better not overdo it or I might send my typing fingers into shock.  They have been use to just typing short little status updates for the last 2 years now and a full blog post is a bit strenuous.  I can only say that from here on, I will make a concerted effort to be more dedicated to by blog fan base and make at least one or two posts a week.  I apologize for my social media infidelity and completely blame it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; for luring me away with it's instant gratification for interaction with those who bothered to read or comment on my shameless attempts at humor.  If only blog readers were more vocal with their comments, maybe I would not have strayed.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6024572009004415967?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6024572009004415967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6024572009004415967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6024572009004415967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6024572009004415967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-whats-blog-is-that-something-like.html' title='Blog, what&apos;s a blog, is that something like Facebook....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2254821067511559544</id><published>2010-01-11T14:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:22:07.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while....</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has really been a while since I have made a post on this blog.    Did I get rid of the kids and therefore stop having misadventures?  No.......  Did motherhood get super easy and leave me with no pitfalls to suffer through?  No...... Are my kids antics no longer funny or just plain embarrassing?  No.....  Did I just get lazy and quit taking the time to put my thoughts and ramblings to words......Well.....yeah I think that is it.  I discovered facebook and found myself just having 2 sentence words of wit and insight.    I think it's time for resuming my blog.  Time to vent and just be crazy!  So here goes........This morning has been just a thrill a minute.  First I drug this ever aging body out of bed and fixed myself 32 oz of liquid nourishment better known as COFFEE. &lt;br /&gt;Then I found myself attacked by my loving 4 year old son and 1 year old chihuahua who thinks she is a pirate's parrot.  A pirate's parrot?  What on earth is this crazy woman talking about?  Well, let me explain that one.  This dog, my Little Lulabelle has decided that her absolute FAVE place in the world to "perch" is on my left shoulder curled into a ball with her head either lying on top of mine or tucked into her own bottom.  I have considered changing her name to Polly. &lt;br /&gt;My loving 4 year old son, previously referred to a 30lb growth on my left side has now become a 42lb growth, that regardless of how hard I try, still wishes to remain attached to left side. &lt;br /&gt;This year was to be the year that we kick the momma habit and become more independent.  We started 3 day per week pre-school last September with the intent on cutting the umblical cord.&lt;br /&gt;This has not worked as much as I would have liked.  He loves his teacher and loves school but still is attached to my left side at any other given time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;This is my third year home schooling my girl.  She is now heavily involved in second grade and still, not much digging the whole education thing.   This is a real shame because she is very intelligent and if she just made 10% more of an effort, would really just blow me away. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I've gotta wrap this up, apparently I have been called to acts of motherhood and need to fix my son a glass of strawberry milk.   Happy Tuesday to anyone that may have read this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2254821067511559544?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2254821067511559544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2254821067511559544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2254821067511559544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2254821067511559544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6276002990100655811</id><published>2009-02-20T08:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:20:42.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines day!  a week late, lol</title><content type='html'>My New Years resolution to be more dedicated to posting on my blog has been somewhat ....well... A BUST!  I look at it.  I even take the time to change up the banner and colors but never seem to take the time to sit down and type an actual post.  I could say that I have been busy and that would be true, BUT that is not really a good excuse because I still could find the time if I really tried.  I think the main reason is that I have a boring life (which believe me, is no complaint! I'd take boring over too much drama any day!) and can't think of anything to "BLOG" about.   The kids are a constant source of amusement in MY daily life but to fully explain their antics, to tell you just how funny, would just take forever.   Right now, they are sleeping, and I have a cup of coffee and I am enjoying the quiet.  I am sure that in less than 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. the madness will begin and the day will officially START.&lt;br /&gt;My girl is doing so well in 1st grade this year.  I purchased her a 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade workbook at Sam's club to start working on over the summer.  It is not an actual workbook that we will use for school but part of this series called Brain Quest.  It has a lot of stuff in it to make her think without realizing that she is actually learning.  She is reading so well that we have moved to 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade readers about a month ago.  It still amazes me that, by the grace of God, I have taught her to read!  It does give me a sense of accomplishment to realize that each of these skills that she has learned in school, she has learned from my teaching (again, by the grace of GOD!!).&lt;br /&gt;I am interested to see how she does on  her year end placement testing that we have do as part the requirements of the state to home school.  Last year she did really well but that was kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;My little baby boy, who will soon be FOUR!!! I can not believe it!, is also doing his&lt;br /&gt;"Stool Work".  He still has a hard time with some sounds and that is how school work comes out.&lt;br /&gt;He has his own workbook that we do so that he can learn the letters and their sounds, shapes, colors, numbers and some other things.    His favorite thing to do in the workbook is the worksheets on circling what doesn't belong in a group.  Even though he doesn't talk as well as my daughter did at this age, he is as smart as a whip.   He takes everything in and he is getting so much better at communicating it back to us.    It amazes me how he and other kids (like my daughter and niece and nephews) can remember a movie verbatim and act it out.  I remember little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snippets&lt;/span&gt; but they seem to remember it all.&lt;br /&gt;Well, look at that, I actually typed a post........well gotta go, need a little more coffee before the storm comes....that's the kids in case you didn't get it.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6276002990100655811?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6276002990100655811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6276002990100655811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6276002990100655811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6276002990100655811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-week-late-lol.html' title='Happy Valentines day!  a week late, lol'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1829658280294075715</id><published>2009-02-09T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:24:43.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini-vacations are in the plans....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SZDx632TUnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/2zmnRyexAro/s1600-h/LoftFireplaceSuite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SZDx632TUnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/2zmnRyexAro/s400/LoftFireplaceSuite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301002755141489266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SZDx2nCQNsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/mk26e_3vTRE/s1600-h/BearTrackLanding-GPV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SZDx2nCQNsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/mk26e_3vTRE/s400/BearTrackLanding-GPV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301002681908737730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deal of the month for us!  We are going to spend the night at a cool resort called The Great Wolf Lodge.  It is a huge place with an indoor waterpark.  We have a reservation in their family loft suite pictured above.  It is has a living room with a sleeper sofa and a corner fireplace, a downstairs bedroom with 2 queen beds and a loft bedroom with a queen bed.  It normally rents for $379 per night but thanks to my friend Wendy, we have booked it for just $139.  That includes 6 free passes to the water park starting a 1pm the day we check in and until closing on the day we check out.  Our family of 5 can't even go to our local waterpark for one day for $139 (except for the fact that we normally buy season passes).   The very next weekend, I will be going away (not too far, unfortunately NOT the Bahamas this time) for a scrapbooking crop in a really nice hotel.    How cool is that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1829658280294075715?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1829658280294075715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1829658280294075715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1829658280294075715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1829658280294075715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/mini-vacations-are-in-plans.html' title='Mini-vacations are in the plans....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SZDx632TUnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/2zmnRyexAro/s72-c/LoftFireplaceSuite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4366367981792083068</id><published>2009-01-30T03:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:47:15.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in Cyberworld.....</title><content type='html'>I should not do this.  I should learn from the mistakes of others and not make a post at 3:30 in the morning with very little sleep....The things I may say,  if I offend, forgive me now before reading on.....Ok, nuff said?&lt;br /&gt;Its 3:30 in the stinkin morning and I am up, totally wiped out from a long night of tossing and turning.  I don't know why.  I am not particularly stressed or upset.  I did not drink too much caffeine, maybe too much lemonade for this 40 year old bladder...yes, I did have to go tinkle about 47 times in the 4 hours I attempted to sleep.  I just can't sleep......I tried, gave it my best effort.  I know my DH and Lulu were sick of me popping up and down all night.  Especially, little Lulu.  She would just get cuddled up next to me or between my legs (little dogs like to sleep in the STRANGEST places) and I would get up or roll over.....Even now, she has followed me downstairs and is in my lap sleeping....sweet little thing!  Dogs are such wonderful company.  I missed having this for the last 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;Back to why I am not sleeping.....I think it is because of a pill I took for some chest congestion I have been getting for the last day or so.  It has this med called Quiafenesin in it and it wires me up.  The weird thing is that it normally takes about 6 hours to "kick in" with the wired feeling though and I did not take it until 11:30 PM....but nothing ELSE has been the same since I turned 40, so why should this be any different.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is about all the rambling I have about this particular subject.  I guess I will have to catch a Z or two sometime during the day....NOT!  Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4366367981792083068?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4366367981792083068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4366367981792083068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4366367981792083068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4366367981792083068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepless-in-cyberworld.html' title='Sleepless in Cyberworld.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1659199507659114935</id><published>2009-01-27T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:12:20.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Fashionista"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SX9AWxGJPQI/AAAAAAAAAks/TfLeUFOBAi4/s1600-h/Luluinsweaterpiknikcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SX9AWxGJPQI/AAAAAAAAAks/TfLeUFOBAi4/s400/Luluinsweaterpiknikcollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296022446691400962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1659199507659114935?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1659199507659114935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1659199507659114935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1659199507659114935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1659199507659114935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashionista.html' title='&quot;The Fashionista&quot;'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SX9AWxGJPQI/AAAAAAAAAks/TfLeUFOBAi4/s72-c/Luluinsweaterpiknikcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-5813548538246309983</id><published>2009-01-21T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:39:18.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens at home, should stay at home......</title><content type='html'>Well, you expect it to happen when you are a parent and on Sunday it happened for me.   My DD went to church and told her Sunday school teacher that her mommy calls our new puppy "The Devil". .....Well, let me explain....I love our little Lulubelle dearly but she is a definite, little Devil.  All during the month of December, she used the far corner in the back, way under our Christmas tree to go hide and leave "little packages",  she goes into the kids toy box to get toys to chew up and I had to go and buy lids for the little plastic bins to keep her out,  she will go outside for 20 mins to play and then come in and "tinkle" on the carpet,  she is constantly chewing on our fingers, toes, whatever she can find....but I would not trade her for anything.  She is one of my babies now and I love her but like my kids, I teasingly call her names.  I call her her a  Stinker and Lulu Ka Choo and Houdini (for her uncanny ability to escape from her crate unless it is padlocked) and yes...I call her the Devil when she goes out of her way to do something totally BAD.    Actually, my DH started calling her that first and not quite as lovingly as I do, but instead of telling her teacher that DADDY calls the puppy "The Devil", she said that Mommy does!  I wasn't even there to defend myself!&lt;br /&gt;Did that man of mine defend me?!!! Oh No! He laughed! I guess I should be glad that she didn't go and tell the teacher that her mommy calls her daddy Spankybuns....which I DON'T by the way but still.................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-5813548538246309983?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5813548538246309983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=5813548538246309983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5813548538246309983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5813548538246309983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-happens-at-home-should-stay-at.html' title='What happens at home, should stay at home......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4659675496206357159</id><published>2009-01-15T07:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:52:34.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow................</title><content type='html'>It is so cold!  I went to the post office yesterday afternoon around 4 pm and the water puddles on the street were still frozen over.  That has not happened here in a long time.  The weather reporters have used the "S" word several times and but as of yet, not even a flurry.  It has been so long since we have had any significant snow here that my 3 year old, has no idea what it is like to build a snow man.   The last big snow we had was 4 years ago on December 26, 2004.  Isn't that sad?  I remember the exact date. &lt;br /&gt;We also had a bit of snow, enough to make a pitiful snowman, on Good Friday, just 2 days before Easter in 2007.  I had forgotten this one but my SIL reminded me of having to dodge the melting snowman in the background of our Easter pictures that year.  Can you tell that I would love to see some snow?  I know it makes life difficult for those of you who leave home to work.  I know that at least one of my readers, my Fashionista cousin in Indianapolis, probably has more than enough snow each year and probably thinks I am crazy to wish for it.  But I do!  I love to see it fall!  I love the feel of the cold while playing in it with the kids.  I love the feel of warmth when you come back in afterwards.  I DON'T love the mess in my house with 50 lbs of wet, coats, gloves, socks, hats and stuff once everyone comes in or all the laundry to clean that up, but overall, I LOVE SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;I have already discussed strategies with my SIL to get the kiddos together to play, if it does snow.  Like meeting somewhere 1/2 way so that neither of us have to drive too far in the mess.&lt;br /&gt;My husband loves the snow too.  He depends on his work shutting down at least one day so that he can play too.  So my prayer for today....Let it snow!&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4659675496206357159?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4659675496206357159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4659675496206357159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4659675496206357159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4659675496206357159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow................'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2434628446123846033</id><published>2009-01-11T08:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T08:37:08.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever been called this....(cover your eyes, this is not for the squeamish)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's swim meet was filled with all the thrills and chills I promised in my last post.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; and daughter both swam well and even placed in several events.   All the kids joined in the madhouse that occurs when you have 40 kids and there parents and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paraphernalia&lt;/span&gt; packed into a small gymnasium.  Kids will be kids and these were no exception.  They were running, jumping, and just playing in general.  It was loud and this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exaggerated&lt;/span&gt; by the normal echoing that happens in a large open room.   My nephew, a typical 3 year old boy, was playing right in the midst of the craziness with some of the "older" kids....the 6 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;.  He was getting very frustrated by the antics of two little girls and in his frustration he called one of them a name.....OH MY GRACIOUS!!  Both girls came running to me, desperate to let me know of the verbal infraction. I happened to be watching him at the time because his mommy was in the pool area watching my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; compete.   They were devastated by the terrible thing he said...they both demanded immediate action on my part for his deed!   Oh no, what is an AUNT to do when her nephew verbally attacks another child with such terrible name calling?.....Well, are you ready?  Here it comes......he called her a "Squirt Bottle"........a squirt bottle....what are his parents teaching him!.....&lt;br /&gt;I choked by the shock and laughter and told my nephew in my most serious voice, "Buddy, we DO NOT call people names.  That is not nice."  and made him sit in time out.   So please, be careful!  Do not use such language in front of your kids,  it may come back to haunt you.  You may be just thinking you are asking your spouse to pass you a drink, you know..."Honey, please hand me that squirt bottle....." and next thing you know, you child is verbally offending a room full of innocent children by repeating it.....&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2434628446123846033?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2434628446123846033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2434628446123846033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2434628446123846033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2434628446123846033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-been-called-thiscover.html' title='Have you ever been called this....(cover your eyes, this is not for the squeamish)'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1439253111968947219</id><published>2009-01-10T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:24:31.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Saturday again and the dreaded SWIM MEET day too!</title><content type='html'>Has your child ever been involved in a sport or activity that you just dreaded attending?  I know I have whined over and over again about how much I hate swim meets but it bears repeating.  I can think of no other sport that have to arrive at 12:45 and may not actually get to leave until after 6 pm.  It is an all day event that is so unorganized that it actually give me a headache and almost sends my slightly anal, type A personality into seizures.  My husband, who is definitely a type B personality, just goes with the flow and enjoys them.  I am not alone in my frustration though.  My SIL did not heed my warnings last year and signed my niece up for the swim team at the YMCA in her area this year.  She now shares in my torture.  Today, my daughter's team will swim against my niece's team at our Y.   It will be a long day, but slightly more bearable in the fact that it will be spent with family.&lt;br /&gt;  I was bummed, however, to learn that my husband's office had there annual NOT Christmas party tonight.  We normally attend this "Winter Gala" or so they call it (my husband's company is owned by Hindu's from India and therefore do not celebrate any of the holiday's that we do) and it is always a nice semi-formal event with great food and nice door prizes.   We will not be able to make it this year because it starts at 5:00 and we will not be done with the swim meet until almost 6 IF it starts on time (which they never do).&lt;br /&gt;  Well, that is my Saturday plans.  Hope yours are better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1439253111968947219?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1439253111968947219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1439253111968947219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1439253111968947219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1439253111968947219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-saturday-again-and-dread-swim-meet.html' title='Its Saturday again and the dreaded SWIM MEET day too!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4362672449451687139</id><published>2009-01-08T07:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:05:04.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired....</title><content type='html'>It was a long night.  That is the bad part about kids being potty trained, on the rare occasion that one of them wets the bed, it wakes the entire house up to clean up and remake the bed and bathe the wet child.  And if it was a real flooder, and if the culprit had climbed in bed with his sister, then you have TWO wet children that need to be bathed and redressed as they both cry because they are cold and wet AND sleepy.  Then you have two kids who have been kind of perked up by their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;impromptu&lt;/span&gt; baths that are now ready to stay up for a while.    You convince them it is time to go back to bed but can not quite convince them that it is time to go to THEIR beds!  So then you have 4 people in a bed that was just yours not ten short years ago.  I mean, get real guys!  If I had known this TO DEATH DO WE PART deal meant giving up bed space, I may have been a runaway bride.  I NEED MY SLEEPING SPACE!!  There is nothing more uncomfortable when you are getting your sleep grove on than to have someone all up on your grill!  Now keep your minds out of the gutter people, I just meant those needy, clingy CUDDLING sleepers.  GET A TEDDY BEAR, I WANT MY SPACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, this post is a little angry and I keep "yelling" at you but I'm a little cranky this morning.  Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4362672449451687139?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4362672449451687139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4362672449451687139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4362672449451687139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4362672449451687139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-tired.html' title='So tired....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4821169286036158204</id><published>2009-01-07T07:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:10:02.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking....thinking.......</title><content type='html'>This morning I find myself in a place that I rarely ever visit,  just ask my family or peeps,  I am without words to blog.  My SIL calls me "Word Girl".   Now that is not for the sheer amount of talking that I do but for the varied vocabulary that I use to do it (or so she says, lol).&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of one interesting or funny life experience to blog about.  I have racked my brain or what is left of it, and I have nothing!  Maybe that is the problem with talking so much, maybe you use up all of your words by 40 and then you run out for the next 40 years....that would be so sad!&lt;br /&gt;Could you even imagine?  Nothing smart, snappy, snarky or downright offensive to say for 40 years!  Life would be so much more boring and I think I might lose weight without my daily consumption of foot and crow.   Never to be able to come up with anything to say during the occasional visits with my peeps!  Never again to have to leave a visit wondering if I said something that offended someone....wait, that COULD be a good thing...hmmmmm, something to ponder......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4821169286036158204?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4821169286036158204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4821169286036158204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4821169286036158204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4821169286036158204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/thinkingthinking.html' title='Thinking....thinking.......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8804283588703096401</id><published>2009-01-06T10:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:52:47.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a dreary day.....</title><content type='html'>It is a dreary day here on the East coast.  It is rainy and gray and a perfect day to SLEEP!  That particular activity is not part of the daytime plan for next six months.  SCHOOL is a huge part of the plan.  Yesterday was our first day back after a 2 week plus break.  I say two week plus because the week before the actual Christmas/New Year's break that I planned to take, we were dealing with sickness and doctor's visits so we missed a few days.  Now it is particularly difficult getting my students back into the swing.  My boy, the 3 year old, is more agreeable to the plan than the one who legally MUST be in school.   She makes every excuse under the moon not to do what needs to be done.  But I forge onward towards the goal of finishing first grade by June 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing our school day yesterday, we finished the De-Christmasing that did not get done over the weekend due to our unexpected trip.   The kids and I finished taking everything down with the exception of our two 7 1/2 foot trees.  The boxes of which are in the attic of our shed out in the marshland that is our backyard right now after all this rain.   My DH will be responsible for taking these down and putting them away (since he hasn't lifted a pinky to help with any of the rest of it!).  It seems strange having two trees in the house with no lights (well one is pre-lit but I have removed the extension cord so it can not be turned on) or decorations.  My son is having a hard time saying goodbye to Christmas this year.  I think he thought we were taking everything down just to redecorate.  He keeps asking where our lights are and when are we putting the decorations back on.   I have explained but he keeps saying,  but it's  Chrissssmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter has moved on though.  She is already talking about what she wants for Valentine's day.  Apparently she thinks this too is a gift giving, no that is not right...a gift receiving holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Although since she doesn't really eat candy, I guess she has gotten a small toy each Valentine's day every year in her short life.  Her poor husband will be in for a treat when she grows up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bummed that today my peeps are getting together to celebrate the birthday of Lil'K and I will not be there.  My DH's work is so backed up from the holidays that he could not watch the kids for the hour and a half or so to enable me to attend but HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL'K! and thanks for having us over last week, we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8804283588703096401?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8804283588703096401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8804283588703096401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8804283588703096401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8804283588703096401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-what-dreary-day.html' title='Oh what a dreary day.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7117207311202628854</id><published>2009-01-05T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:32:35.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years - Day 5</title><content type='html'>I am not one for making New Year's resolutions but I am making on today (5 days Late).  I resolve to be not as negligent in my blogging duties.   For the entire months of November and December, I have seriously neglected my blog.  I doubt very seriously that I have any readers left out there but just in case, I am going to be more dilegent from now on.  I am late with the Happy New Year wishes because we went out of town suddenly on Jan. 1st for a funeral in my father-in-law's hometown.  His 94 year old aunt passed away the day after Christmas and we went with him to the funeral.  It is a sad fact that both my husband and my family members of the generation before our parents are now gone.  It is hard to believe that we are both old enough now to technically be grandparents ourselves even though we have a 6 and 3 year old.   I am glad that we DO NOT but the thought that we even could makes me feel so old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so dread the days when we will be dealing with the loss of the generation of our parents and aunts and uncles.  Time has a way of creeping up on you.  I know that sounds depressing but I am not looking at it that way.  I am trying to learn to make the most of the time we have with our parents and also with our kids.  We are not guaranteed even one more second on this Earth and I want my family and friends to know how much they all mean to me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7117207311202628854?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7117207311202628854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7117207311202628854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7117207311202628854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7117207311202628854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-years-day-5.html' title='Happy New Years - Day 5'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7386542868378085465</id><published>2008-12-23T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:35:57.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days of Christmas......</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ArlE9oP1l0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ArlE9oP1l0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7386542868378085465?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7386542868378085465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7386542868378085465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7386542868378085465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7386542868378085465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/12-days-of-christmas.html' title='12 days of Christmas......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4866305194032888126</id><published>2008-12-19T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:04:17.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post....please vote!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am starting a poll.  Please vote!  It is a purely selfish issue.  I have an agenda that requires some reinforcement. &lt;br /&gt;Check out this post on my, maybe BFF peep's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dnksmommy.blogspot.com/2008/12/couldnt-get-any-sweeter.html"&gt;http://dnksmommy.blogspot.com/2008/12/couldnt-get-any-sweeter.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, she should bring me a tray of these cookies to the PARTAY O' THE YEAR tonight.&lt;br /&gt;CAST YOUR VOTE (if you love me, it will be a yes and if not, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4866305194032888126?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4866305194032888126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4866305194032888126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4866305194032888126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4866305194032888126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-postplease-vote.html' title='Short post....please vote!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7117155676803465525</id><published>2008-12-17T20:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:40:09.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I run away and join the circus....</title><content type='html'>No  but it has been a circus around here this month.  On top of the normal December craziness, I have been busy buying and selling "stuff" online.  It has been quite a lucrative endeavor but it has also left me stressed and tired.  On top of the normal everyday chores, school, and errands, AND Christmas shopping, I have been trying to keep up with my inventory and packing and shipping purchases.  But on the plus side, my kids Christmas gifts are now basically free.  I have made enough to pay for everything.  Our house has also been knocking around some nasty cold bugs for the last few weeks.  Yesterday I took both kids to the pediatrician because they have been sick for over a week.  My son had an ear infection and my daughter has pneumonia.  Talk about guilt!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it is all my fault for hauling them out in the cold to the post office every day for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is what I've been up to.  If I don't blog again until then, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7117155676803465525?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7117155676803465525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7117155676803465525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7117155676803465525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7117155676803465525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/did-i-run-away-and-join-circus.html' title='Did I run away and join the circus....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-791521072763946733</id><published>2008-11-27T09:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:15:34.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving day is here again already.  Another year has passed so fast it makes my head spin.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for so many things.  My family, my home, my friends and most of all my Savior.  Today, all over our great country, people will come together with their families and celebrate the fact that even though we have our problems and disagreements, God has blessed this country greatly over the years.    A country founded on religious freedom and the belief that all men are created equal.  Even though these beliefs are threatened, by God's grace, we still have them.  Now I know that I do not normally get too deep on my blog but I am truly thankful that I live in a country where are still free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my family is gathering at the home of  the newlyweds, my BIL and new SIL.  They have graciously offered to host our Thanksgiving dinner.   So I am getting ready to get busy cooking.&lt;br /&gt;We have been up since 6:30 and I didn't even need to cook that early this year.  Apparently my kids decided it was time to get up, you would have thought it was Christmas morning instead.  They are really excited about seeing their cousins and the family today and Aunt Dawn is coming over this weekend with Sammy and they are excited about that too.  My brother says that his mouth feels fine today which is a blessing.  So Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-791521072763946733?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/791521072763946733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=791521072763946733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/791521072763946733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/791521072763946733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-5812345761358238040</id><published>2008-11-26T09:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:45:14.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The neighbors think I'm nuts (this time for a new reason)</title><content type='html'>Ok, this morning I was reading my peep Lorrie's blog (A really good read, you should check it out! Here's the link &lt;a href="http://www.dnksmommy.blogspot.com"&gt;www.dnksmommy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) and it brought the following post to mind.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors think I have lost my mind, I am sure!  For the last few weeks, at least once per day, you can find me in my back yard walking around a small tree, with my head down looking at the ground and pushing leaves aside with my shoe.  I even occasionally shake the tree, which I am sure looks crazy!  I have even seen my neighbor two doors over watching me with a perplexed look on her face.  You see, I am not crazy (well I AM but not for that reason).  The tree is a pecan tree and this is the very first year that it has produced nuts.  It is still reasonably small for a pecan tree (only about 20 feet tall) and it is still small enough to shake.  The leaves have all fallen off but for some reason the nuts are still hanging on.  I am determined to use my very own pecans this year for baking but they are just not falling fast enough.  I now have a pretty good sized bowl full of them and need to shell them for my sweet potato souffle that my family requests every year. &lt;br /&gt;So if you come by my house and find me in the back yard shaking a tree, I have not finally gone off the deep end (hopefully), I just need more nuts for a pecan pie......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-5812345761358238040?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5812345761358238040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=5812345761358238040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5812345761358238040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5812345761358238040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/neighbors-think-im-nuts-this-time-for.html' title='The neighbors think I&apos;m nuts (this time for a new reason)'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2258831817869185701</id><published>2008-11-25T20:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:03:35.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New banner....</title><content type='html'>Hi anyone left out there! I know I have been a sad excuse for a blogger lately.  I have been pretty busy with sick kids and school and stuff.  I did make a new Christmas banner today. Whatcha think?  I made it on this cool website called Piknik.  I have been diggin' them every since my friends Tara and Wendy told me about it.  Today was another crazy day.  My brother has had a toothache since Sunday afternoon and I finally got him into a dentist this afternoon.  Hopefully he will be feeling much better soon.   With Thanksgiving just a couple days away, it would be a shame to still have mouth pain.  Well that is all the updating for now.  Have a Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2258831817869185701?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2258831817869185701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2258831817869185701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2258831817869185701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2258831817869185701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-banner.html' title='New banner....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-5100131293782358534</id><published>2008-11-15T08:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:10:37.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real professionals, thats what they are!</title><content type='html'>How many times have I told my two kids, "I told you not to do that, if you get hurt, I'm not going to feel sorry for you!"  or "Don't come running to me when you get hurt doing that!"  But you know what,  they still come running to you because they KNOW you ARE going to feel sorry for them.&lt;br /&gt;And why?  Because they are professional kids!  They have trained 24 hours a day from the moment they born....or maybe even conceived.   Kids know that no matter what YOU say, if they are hurt or need something, you will come running.  They have trained you well.    You are pawns in their little scheme of world domination.....Do I sound paranoid?  Am I losing it?  Probably! But don't discount the message.&lt;br /&gt;Right this moment, as I type, my kids are doing something  totally reckless and one or both of them will almost assuredly get hurt in some way.  Now I don't mean the major kind of injury that sends you to the ER or doctor, just a "Boo-Boo" that has them crying like little Indian warriors about to attack.  You know that cry, the one that is much louder than the actual injury requires.  And I am sure, that regardless of my warnings to stop, I will indeed be sympathetic and get them a band aid to cover that slightly red but not even bleeding patch of skin that has said "Boo-Boo".&lt;br /&gt;Professional children are amazing actors and negotiators and so much more.  Somewhere in the 20 or so years that it takes us to become adults (I do NOT believe that it happens in 18 as the law says), we lose some of this skill or at least most of us do.  So don't feel bad when you are manipulate by your child, after all they ARE professionals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-5100131293782358534?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5100131293782358534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=5100131293782358534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5100131293782358534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5100131293782358534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-professionals-thats-what-they-are.html' title='Real professionals, thats what they are!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6105052374907481289</id><published>2008-11-13T07:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:31:41.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a field trip....</title><content type='html'>Today is our first school field trip of the year.  We are heading to a ceramics store with other home schoolers in our  group (including my SIL) for a few hours of creativity.  The kids will be painting a piece of pottery/ceramics and will get to see the process of firing it and will later get to see their artwork once it is dry and glazed.  My SIL and I are hoping for the opportunity to paint our own piece but  this trip is for the kids.   It should be interesting  to see what two three year olds, two six year olds and a nine year old decide to paint....and it should be even more interesting to see if their "anal" moms let them just have at it or if they try to take over......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6105052374907481289?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6105052374907481289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6105052374907481289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6105052374907481289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6105052374907481289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-for-field-trip.html' title='Time for a field trip....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3511181879339030818</id><published>2008-11-11T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:54:45.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition of Negligience......</title><content type='html'>Apparently it is when you suck people in by blogging about your life on a regular basis and then drop it cold to waste time on facebook.  Or so I've been told.   I am such a bad bad blogger!  Apparently my multi-tasking abilities does not extend to being able to juggle computer websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....what to blog about.....Well, let me see!  The kids, my brother and I have had nasty colds for the last week or so.  It has been SO much fun!  My DH has also had some sinus issues too but hasn't been too bad off.  We had a nice family today since the guys were off.   We got some work done around the house and my ds had someone to keep him occupied while his sister and I did first grade "STUFF".   We are trying to get plenty of schoolwork done the first 3 days of the week so that we can take off Thursday all day.  We have a field trip schedule with our local home school group to a ceramics/pottery place.  The kids will get to paint a project and then it will be fired in the kiln and we will get to pick it up another day.  My niece and nephews are going too so I am sure the kids will have a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3511181879339030818?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3511181879339030818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3511181879339030818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3511181879339030818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3511181879339030818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/definition-of-negligience.html' title='Definition of Negligience......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3855374940401214623</id><published>2008-11-06T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:11:11.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone still there?</title><content type='html'>Now that I have alienated all my readers by my post yesterday, I thought I better check! &lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note today though, I am now dealing with two munchkins with nasty little colds since our time out in the lousy weather the last two days.  Is it ever going to stop raining?  We have tons of sneezing and nose blowing going on in this house!  On the other hand, they have been a little less active than usual since they are feeling a little under the weather but the whine has been flowing more than usual too. &lt;br /&gt;I was reminded today on my facebook page, that we are only 49 days away from Christmas!  This year has just zoomed by.  I now must soon start the madness that is Christmas shopping.  It should be a little easier this year.  Both of the kids want a nintendo ds lite and since these are a little pricey, I have informed them that this and a game or two will be about it.  This is my intention and I am planning on sticking to it.....praying for strength in resisting the temptation to buy more.  My dh and I both need new cell phones pretty badly since neither of our hold a charge very long anymore so that will be our Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Well, better get going, gotta get this girl back to school work.  Her 20 min break has lasted almost 45 instead.  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3855374940401214623?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3855374940401214623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3855374940401214623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3855374940401214623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3855374940401214623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/anyone-still-there.html' title='Anyone still there?'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2678833655932161959</id><published>2008-11-05T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:24:20.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy November 5th!</title><content type='html'>Since it is finally over and the people have spoken and the choice has been made, does this mean that I can finally watch something on TV that is not related to the election and this nastiness and bashing that has been going on for what seems like forever.  I will go on record here and probably upset some of my readers in saying that I am glad that McCain did not win.  I will also go on record in saying that I am concerned and a bit worried that Obama did.  I actually considered not voting at all yesterday but then I realized that it was my honor and privilege to vote and it was a right that was fought for by many women (if you want to really see this in action, watch the movie "Iron Jawed Angels").  I am thrilled with the fact that man of color has won the election, I think it was about time that our country has been able to move past the color of a person's skin in chosing it's leader.  I just wish it could have been someone that had the same beliefs and voted on the moral issues in a way that did not draw us further away from God.  But unlike some people, I do not think that Mr. Obama is an evil person or "the Antichrist".  That is just ridiculous.   And if by some reason I am wrong, well, it is part of God's plan and that just means Christ is coming soon and we all need to be ready.  &lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time in school yesterday talking to my girl about what an election is and how important it is.  I explained that it was our responsibility as adults to get out there and have our choice counted.  I still had no clear word from God or idea which way I was going to vote when I was standing there marking my ballot.  As a matter of fact, my daughter asked me several times who I was going to vote for as she waited to feed the paper into the machine.    I knew that I should vote my moral values and not my finances but that was the where the dilema came in, I could not vote for EITHER if I voted based on my values.  I was truly between a rock and a hard place.   So I did vote my morals and chose neither.  I know my write in vote was lost in the count and it was as good as voting for no one BUT I can honestly say that I did not compromise what I believed to vote for either candidate.   It was kind of humorous when I walked out of the polling center though and the "supporters" standing there waiting to pass out stickers with your candidate on it to wear proudly throughout the day.  An Obama person offered me a sticker and I declined, saying sorry, can't wear that one.  A McCain person heard me and immediately handed me one of her's and I smiled at her and said "No thank you, can't wear that one either'"&lt;br /&gt;They both gave me strange looks as if to say, "well what else is there?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2678833655932161959?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2678833655932161959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2678833655932161959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2678833655932161959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2678833655932161959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-november-5th.html' title='Happy November 5th!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1816605690900171248</id><published>2008-11-02T08:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:47:33.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy November!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQ2urcmkGtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OKOygLXpZYY/s1600-h/LuluBelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQ2urcmkGtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OKOygLXpZYY/s400/LuluBelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264055600901528274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know that my computer security conscious husband has requested that I do not put pictures of our kids on the blog.  This band does not apply to our fur-child.  So do not be surprised to see pics of Lulu on the blog often.  Isn't she cute?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1816605690900171248?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1816605690900171248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1816605690900171248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1816605690900171248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1816605690900171248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-novemeber.html' title='Happy November!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQ2urcmkGtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OKOygLXpZYY/s72-c/LuluBelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7643972796716021482</id><published>2008-10-28T12:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:14:11.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House cleaning gone awry......</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of those days when my urge to clean and organize outweighed my abilities and common sense.  For those of you who read my crazy writings on a regular basis, you know that for months I whined and complained about the fact that my sweet husband was dragging his feet in the painting department.  Well, he finally did get it done and we got all the tape down about a week or so before the wedding and our trip.    I have not been feeling up to putting up the curtains and all the pictures and knick knacks since our return, but yesterday, since I was feeling better, I got that urge to restore my downstairs.  The very first thing I decided to do was get a huge mirror that was going to go over my couch and put that up.  My first mistake was in thinking that I could do this.  Now, not being a stupid woman (oh shut up Lorrie!), I smartly determined that this was a very heavy mirror and it needed to be hung from a stud in order to stay on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I went into my husband's tools (big mistake! HUGE!) and got his measuring tape and stud finder (many jokes come to mind with this one, but I digress) and a couple of other things.   I intelligently measured the distance between the hanging thingys on the back of the mirror and took the stud finder/laser level into the livingroom to tackle this project.  I used the stud finder to find a stud in the first spot and put in a pretty large screw (I did say this mirror was huge and heavy).  I used the laser lever to shoot a beam to the other side of the wall and used the measuring tape and placed a pencil mark exactly 49 inches away.  All was going great!  I got the stud finder to find another stud on or near the pencil mark and found one....or so I thought...turns out...NOT SO MUCH.....anyway, not being one to give up, I tried again two more times creating a total of 4 holes in the freshly spackled and painted wall.&lt;br /&gt;Even my kids realized the folly of my actions!  I got several comments such as  "Oh, momma!  Daddy's gonna be mad!" and my personal favorite "You're going to get a spanking!"  (Like he'd even consider it!)  I got the spackle out and did some repairing, turns out I'm not so good at that!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when my DH came home that evening he came into the house and those little traitors were all too eager to find out if Momma was going to get a spanking.  They ran up to daddy and each grabbed a hand and said "Look what momma did!"&lt;br /&gt;That's when I got the ever favorite, "thoroughly discussed with YOU!" look and that condenscending "Why did you do that?" along with "Why didn't you just wait for me" and finished off with a healthy dose of "Let me just fix this immediately so that you can feel like a complete moron even though it took me 6 months to originally paint this room" cold shoulder.....I'd have preferred the spanking!&lt;br /&gt;You better believe the next time those little angels do something wrong, I'm going to be waiting at the door to tell on them too!  And just you wait til he tries to cook something!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did not get my cleaning done yesterday after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7643972796716021482?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7643972796716021482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7643972796716021482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7643972796716021482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7643972796716021482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-cleaning-gone-awry.html' title='House cleaning gone awry......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4537427759419370167</id><published>2008-10-25T09:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:07:10.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another picture of Lady Lulu Belle....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQMZQv22YNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/V4r1vVjEdRw/s1600-h/DSC_1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQMZQv22YNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/V4r1vVjEdRw/s400/DSC_1886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261076565213995218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQMZqeO4OeI/AAAAAAAAAh8/a6GX1W7qSks/s1600-h/DSC_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQMZqeO4OeI/AAAAAAAAAh8/a6GX1W7qSks/s400/DSC_1872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261077007159540194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQMZQv22YNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/V4r1vVjEdRw/s1600-h/DSC_1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4537427759419370167?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4537427759419370167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4537427759419370167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4537427759419370167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4537427759419370167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-picture-of-lady-lulu-belle.html' title='Another picture of Lady Lulu Belle....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SQMZQv22YNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/V4r1vVjEdRw/s72-c/DSC_1886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2644652297624734970</id><published>2008-10-24T09:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:10:31.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's back!  Yay!</title><content type='html'>My poor husband had to leave first thing Monday morning for a 7 hour drive to PA after just spending the previous two days driving home from Florida.  He had a conference for work that just happened to coincide with our return from vacation.  He was there for 4 days and had to drive back yesterday.  He was one tired camper last night.  I don't know how professional truck drivers do it.  I would hate spending all that time behind the wheel.   He met Lady Lulu Belle for the first time and won't admit to it but I think he likes her.    He says he doesn't like the name but its here to stay so he will have to adjust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2644652297624734970?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2644652297624734970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2644652297624734970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2644652297624734970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2644652297624734970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddys-back-yay.html' title='Daddy&apos;s back!  Yay!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3231905870140232479</id><published>2008-10-23T07:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:46:45.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have titled this video that I took at Magic Kingdom, "Say No To Crack"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-398bc996f8138131" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D398bc996f8138131%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333383238%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8D65D58A19E97C159806041254DB777B0EF6236.D807B1AA87534EBC549EBCCAC0FDCDFB8D5DD4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D398bc996f8138131%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTsuUAXpdMivWNQxJaRPTTKxSM9I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D398bc996f8138131%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333383238%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8D65D58A19E97C159806041254DB777B0EF6236.D807B1AA87534EBC549EBCCAC0FDCDFB8D5DD4F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D398bc996f8138131%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTsuUAXpdMivWNQxJaRPTTKxSM9I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; I  was at Mickey's house in Toon Town at Magic Kingdom and was innocently video taping my kids when what do I spy in my camera screen.  This fairly large young woman (and being a large woman myself I am not criticizing her weight just her choice of attire) sitting on Mickey's front porch with more exposed than anyone should have to see.&lt;br /&gt;Please ladies, buy pants that fit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3231905870140232479?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=398bc996f8138131&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3231905870140232479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3231905870140232479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3231905870140232479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3231905870140232479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-titled-this-video-that-i-took-at.html' title='I have titled this video that I took at Magic Kingdom, &quot;Say No To Crack&quot;'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1158985802331577619</id><published>2008-10-22T09:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:39:50.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Name change....</title><content type='html'>Okay, you know how some people are undecided on their kids names for a while?  Well turns out that Princess Leia looks and acts more like a Lulu Belle or Lulu or Little Lulu than she does a princess.....Go figure.  We had a good night or so it would seem.  We put her in her crate and went to bed and if she had any issues (other than tinkling on a towel), we didn't hear about them.  My girl gave up one of her stuffed puppies so that Lulu would have something to cuddle up to and she had a baby blanket that the breeder had rubbed on the mother before she gave it to us.  She started whining the minute she heard us (at SIX STINKIN THIRTY! My kids get up WAY TOO EARLY!)  Now I just need to get out there and cut the grass so that she can actually walk in it.  We were gone for a week and then my DH went out of down the day after we got back so it is getting too high, especially for a little bit of nothing puppy like her.  She has never been outside before so she is very confused about the whole grass thing anyway.  She was paper trained by the breeder so going outside is a new experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1158985802331577619?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1158985802331577619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1158985802331577619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1158985802331577619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1158985802331577619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/name-change.html' title='Name change....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4936558939563419388</id><published>2008-10-21T21:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:41:19.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Princess Leia" (revised to Lulu Belle as of 10/22)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SP6FTyaVjVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gFIDlptxrTs/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SP6FTyaVjVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gFIDlptxrTs/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259787989811563858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not choose this name!  No, I do not particularly like the idea of this name.  But my girl insists that this face screams "Princess Leia".  My boy on the other hand has other ideas.  He thinks she looks like a "Belle".  So, stay tuned for future updates on baby girl....Oh, by the way, we got a puppy today.....isn't she just precious?  She is a 9 week old, long haired Chi HooAh HooAh. And sweet?  Oh yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4936558939563419388?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4936558939563419388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4936558939563419388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4936558939563419388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4936558939563419388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/princess-leia.html' title='&quot;Princess Leia&quot; (revised to Lulu Belle as of 10/22)'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SP6FTyaVjVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/gFIDlptxrTs/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-9013292425379160321</id><published>2008-10-19T20:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:59:02.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, Sweet Home!</title><content type='html'>As much as I look forward to a vacation, I equally look forward to coming  back to my home.  It is so nice to finally be off the highway and sitting back in my recliner with my laptop and all the comforts of home.  We got in about 6:45 this evening after a long day of driving.  I have already cleaned up a good deal of the stuff we unloaded from the van and now just need to put away the clothes and such.  Fortunately, since we stayed in a 3 bedroom condo in Orlando, I had already done all the laundry from the week before we left for home.  Now all I have to do is the stuff that we wore on the trip back.  There is nothing worse than coming home with a bunch of stinky laundry for 5 people and having to do it all the first day back. &lt;br /&gt;We did come home with a bit more than we left with BUT no puppy for those of you who were wondering.  Well, that is all the updating I have time for tonight.  More stuff to come on the cruise and all but that will have to wait until another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-9013292425379160321?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9013292425379160321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=9013292425379160321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/9013292425379160321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/9013292425379160321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home, Sweet Home!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6426357419830116664</id><published>2008-10-09T07:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T07:39:22.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it  Saturday yet?</title><content type='html'>If I have to hear this question one more time, I think I will scream (not that much sound would come out right now)!   My daughter knows that we are leaving on Saturday for Orlando and man is she excited.  My son talks about Disney constantly and keeps saying he wants to see Mickey Mouse and Sweeping Booty.....you know, Aurora, the sweeping booty.....Oh! Wait, you may have heard of her by her OTHER name, Sleeping Beauty, but in our house she is the sweeping booty.   My son, being ever the victim of television marketing has been fixated on this young lady for a week now ever since the commercials started advertising the re-release of the film.  My daughter is looking forward to spending some money that is burning a hole in her pocket.  She, being the typical female, is looking forward to going in the shops and looking. (It's enough to make a mother proud, LOL).  All this excitement and it doesn't even compare to the excitement that "The Peeps" are having over our cruise.  You should have seen the flurry of emails being sent across the world wide web yesterday.  I would guess there was a MINIMUM of 100!  Everything from discussing packing strategies to discussions about branding....you know like you brand cattle during a roundup...&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth were we discussing that, you may ask?  Well, if you have ever been on a cruise, you know how they have a lifeboat drill early the first evening to make sure that everyone knows their lifeboat station and how to put on a life jacket?  Well, during the discussion yesterday it was likened to being in a cattle roundup.  You feel like a herd of cattle being roundup to be counted.  You stand there for what seems like hours in the hot sun waiting for everyone to get their lifejacket on, apparently this is a difficult thing for some people, and then you have to counted.  The crew has to account for every passenger and seem to take an extraordinary amount of time doing it.  The only difference between this and an actual roundup is that you are not branded and the men or steers are not castrated.....FUN! FUN!  One of my girls actually thought she might like being branded.....I did say we were a crazy bunch didn't I?  Well, we have 2 more days before we leave,  there is no telling how many emails may be sent today....I am sure it will number in the thousands!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6426357419830116664?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6426357419830116664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6426357419830116664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6426357419830116664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6426357419830116664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-it-saturday-yet.html' title='Is it  Saturday yet?'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1810849325263169558</id><published>2008-10-07T20:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:49:35.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days and counting....</title><content type='html'>Can you tell that I am excited about my upcoming vacation?  I just pre-registered on line and now can print my cruise pass.  I have my "mad money" all saved up.  I just need to pack now.  I dread that aspect of vacation since I have to pack for 5 and then pack for DH's business trip that he leaves for the day after we get home from Florida.   I dread the 12 hour plus drive there, but I can not wait to be there.  I just want to lounge and chill for the entire week.  I need to get a good book, Flava K please email me the name of that one you mentioned, and I suppose I should plan out some scrapbook layouts too.  Just pray that I get over this "cold" or whatever it is soon.  I have completely lost my voice and I have been coughing my head off for days now.  I have been on anti-biotics since last Thursday and just don't seem to be getting better yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1810849325263169558?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1810849325263169558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1810849325263169558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1810849325263169558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1810849325263169558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/4-days-and-counting.html' title='4 days and counting....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1330009119912249203</id><published>2008-10-06T14:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:25:54.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, what a busy weekend....</title><content type='html'>It has been crazy around here.  We have been running nonstop for DAYS!  This past weekend was THE wedding event of the year.  We had the rehearsal, rehearsal dinner and my dh had bachelor things to do on Friday night...In case you are wondering what good Christian guys do for a bachelor party, apparently its BOWLING.  Just for future reference.   Saturday, the we left home at 11:20 for a 3pm wedding with a nervous groom in tow and arrived home after the festivities about 10:30 pm that evening.  A long day.  It was a lovely wedding and I got many nice pictures.  Now everyone knows that I have been prohibited by my DH from posting pics of our kids on my blog BUT this one, well you can't see anything but my DD's  back and it is too cute, or I think so anyway.  I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SOpgFPOavRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/UMda3YYMSl4/s1600-h/DSC_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SOpgFPOavRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/UMda3YYMSl4/s400/DSC_1744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254117558383721746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1330009119912249203?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1330009119912249203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1330009119912249203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1330009119912249203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1330009119912249203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-what-busy-weekend.html' title='Wow, what a busy weekend....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SOpgFPOavRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/UMda3YYMSl4/s72-c/DSC_1744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1451692465733170687</id><published>2008-10-02T17:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:30:44.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody stop the boat, I want to get off....</title><content type='html'>I guess I am getting a early taste of seasickness yesterday and today.  I have had a headache and chest cough for a week now and yesterday I started getting so dizzy and nauseated that I could hardly stand to sit up.    I went to the doctor today and got some antibiotics for the suspected culprit, a sinus infection.  I say suspected culprit because she did not see the obvious signs of a sinus infection but I did have fluid in my ears and with the headache and nausea, she said it was most likely the problem.  You've gotta love when a doctor "GUESSES" at your diagnosis.   Anyway, I am still so nauseated that I could not even drive myself today.  I got my seasick patch prescription filled today while I was getting my other meds.  I am tempted to put one on now to see if it would help with this......&lt;br /&gt;We also took my baby to the doctor today too to check out a patch of skin that was staying irritated.  $100 in doctor and prescription co-pays later, we returned home.   I am really thankful that we have insurance and that it is fairly good because it truly scares me to think what it would have cost otherwise.  Well, that has been a day in the life of ME.  I am praying to be all well by next week, you know, when I leave for the actual  boat trip.  Oh and the DH put a stop to the puppy madness that had taken over.   He reminded me of how little actual money we had after all the stuff we have had to get this summer.  He said he did not mind the idea of the actual puppy, it was just the expense right now.  I guess my baby girl is going to have to wait a little longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1451692465733170687?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1451692465733170687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1451692465733170687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1451692465733170687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1451692465733170687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/somebody-stop-boat-i-want-to-get-off.html' title='Somebody stop the boat, I want to get off....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7028730177571145474</id><published>2008-10-01T07:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:42:17.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, here we go again....</title><content type='html'>First of all, I want to wish my baby sister HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!  I know she and her husband read faithfully, lol.  They are busy planning to move in a couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;Now to the "here we go again..." part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;I jokingly told a very good friend of mine on her Facebook account that my little girl wanted one of her puppies.   I say jokingly but everyone who reads this knows how very much my girl wants a dog.  She saw a picture of one of the puppies on my computer and immediately named it Oreo and said that it was exactly the dog that she wanted (of course).    My friend who lives in Florida asked if we were serious.  She is breeding Havanese.  Look it up but it is a small dog who looks like a Maltese or a Bichon Frise.  They do not shed and what some people call a Hypo-Allerginic dog (my allergist and my daughter's both say there is no such thing).  We kept my fur-nephew Sammy (pictured on the right, just scroll down) for a week and she had no reaction to him.  Now I know that I said that keeping him convinced me that I did not want a puppy but the memory is fading.....Anyway, she has one little boy that is black and white and is adorable.  We are seriously considering stopping by and seeing it on the way home from Florida in 2 weeks.  It will be ready to leave its mommy by then.....so unless I come to my senses.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7028730177571145474?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7028730177571145474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7028730177571145474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7028730177571145474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7028730177571145474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-here-we-go-again.html' title='Ok, here we go again....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7461972593441330841</id><published>2008-09-30T08:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:26:16.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe that it is almost October?</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be the first of October!  I am in shock.  My BIL and Future SIL have been planning a wedding for almost a year now and the day is almost here.   It seemed like such a long time away last Thanksgiving when they got engaged and now it is just 4 days away.  Less really when you count the rehearsal.   My entire family minus one will be in the wedding so this week is a busy one for us.   Tuxedoes (is that how you pluralize that word?) to pick up, dresses to get pressed, a suit to get dry cleaned, last minute stuff to get, like pantyhose for me and my girl.....Wow! and only really three days to do it....Ok, I am better now....&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my favorite neice in the whole wide world's 9th birthday AND my favorite sister's too.  I will not give her age but let's just say, its a bit more....she is my baby sister so she is younger than me.  (Now I say that they are my favorite neice and sister, but they are my only neice and sister so I am not stepping on any toes)  I am taking my neice out to lunch for her birthday at a local Tea Room.  She is a girly girl and its her kind of thing and then I am taking her to Barne's and Noble to pick out a book or something...Its a date and I am looking forward to it.  My not so girly girl may not want to come with us but even so, it will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;After Saturday is over and done, we will be a week away from our big trip to Florida!!! I AM SO EXCITED!!  We are going to Magic Kingdom (THE Happiest place in the WORLD) on Sunday and then I am off on my cruise on Monday.  DID I SAY, I CAN'T WAIT!!!  What really stinks is that I have a cold right now that I am desperate to KICK before next Saturday.  Well, that is all the news I have today.  Have a great one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7461972593441330841?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7461972593441330841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7461972593441330841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7461972593441330841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7461972593441330841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/can-you-believe-that-it-is-almost.html' title='Can you believe that it is almost October?'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1095404667090609458</id><published>2008-09-29T15:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:09:38.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got me a sunburn....</title><content type='html'>My SIL and I had a garage sale this weekend and it was so hot and sunny that got a sunburn on my arms and face.  We have worked hard for the last weekends with this and after Saturday, we hauled all the leftover stuff to the thrift store.  It was a lot of work but it was beneficial to both families in more than one way.  We both cleared out a ton of toys and stuff AND made some money.&lt;br /&gt;Would I do it again?  Not anytime soon! But yes, I would do it again.  I also got some really nice metal, locking storage cabinets to put in my classroom from a local private school that has closed.&lt;br /&gt;I have two bookcases in there now but they are not very deep and the kids mess with the stuff on the shelves and junk it up.  Now I have three deep, bigger cabinets to organize stuff in and I can close the doors and lock them.  I am planning on using one for an overflow pantry.  I love anything that gets my house/garage more organized and neat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1095404667090609458?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1095404667090609458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1095404667090609458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1095404667090609458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1095404667090609458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-me-sunburn.html' title='I got me a sunburn....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8115306238288440947</id><published>2008-09-24T08:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:46:10.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I just say that I'm bummed.....</title><content type='html'>My girls, my peeps, my friends are heading out of town in a few days to the Outer Banks of NC for a cropping weekend and recharging of the mommy batteries and ....WAHHHH!!!! I can't go.  I have so much craziness going on with kids, upcoming nuptials, upcoming vacation, a bridal shower, a garage sale and upcoming business trip for the hubby going on that I just did not feel like I could go this weekend, but that doesn't mean that I have to like it.  Now, don't get me wrong, I am excited about all the other stuff that is going on too but my semi annual crop with the girls is a highlight of the fall and I am going to miss it.    It did make me check to find out how many days until my cruise and its only 19 days away!!!! YEAH!!!  It will not be the same without Jewel Dawg and Flava K BUT it will be fun to spend time with the other peeps that I NEVER seem to get to see anymore.  Now THAT is not their fault, it is completely mine. &lt;br /&gt;The kiddos are excited about the trip too since they are  going with daddy to see THE mouse.   Everyone keeps asking, "Isn't that too much for daddy?"  He says no way, its probably easier because he won't be dealing with bored kids on top of not having me around too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's what is on my mind today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8115306238288440947?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8115306238288440947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8115306238288440947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8115306238288440947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8115306238288440947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/can-i-just-say-that-im-bummed.html' title='Can I just say that I&apos;m bummed.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7989149163735536771</id><published>2008-09-17T09:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:43:44.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All done.....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day of allergy testing and I was informed that they save the worst for last. &lt;br /&gt;I got less injections but they were more painful because with the food testing they have to give you a bigger dose of the allergen. &lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I was not allergic to any foods but one.  Which is a relief since I think I have probably consumed massive quantities of each of these foods over the last 39 years.  I have also eaten quite a bit of the food that I am actually allergic to but have never noticed a reaction.  I am apparently allergic to RICE.  Isn't that a weird one?.  I am not a huge fan of rice unless it is crispy and mixed up with melted marshmallows, LOL, so it should not be a problem to reduce my intake of said food. &lt;br /&gt;Today is the hearing test and visit with the doctor.  I have already decided that regardless of the shear number of things that I am allergic to, I will NOT be getting allergy shots.  My BIL has had them and you go once or twice a week for a couple of years and if you stop, you have to start over from the beginning.  The thing is that you have to pay your specialist co pay EACH visit.  So I would be looking at $20 or $40 dollars per WEEK for up to five years.  NOPE!!! Not going to do it.  If I pay $20 to $40 a week its going to be on a pedicure or spa treatment,lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7989149163735536771?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7989149163735536771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7989149163735536771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7989149163735536771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7989149163735536771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-done.html' title='All done.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-193250158151224731</id><published>2008-09-16T10:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:40:54.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>update....</title><content type='html'>Ok, for those of you who are sick of hearing about it, I will not go into the details but lets just say&lt;br /&gt;17 injections...6 ROWS!  Do the math...that's 102 injections and unlike some people, I didn't even have a pretty butterfly to show for it.......&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of allergy testing and then tomorrow I get the hearing test that I originally went there for to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;After the appointment, I got groceries at Wallyworld.  BIG MISTAKE!  I took leave of my senses.  Two cardinal rules of shopping at Walmart:  1.  Never go on the 1st  2. NEVER GO ON THE 15th. Yesterday was the 15th and that is military payday and we are a big military area....IT WAS PACKED and the shelves were empty.  I would seriously boycott Walmart, IF I could afford to but with a family of five, it would cost us too much.  I really dislike going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  I just realized how negative all of this post sounds!  Sorry.  Let me change speeds here and give some great news that I got yesterday!  I got an email from my travel agent that booked our cruise and she informed us that we were given a cabin  upgrade AND a rate reduction of $35.&lt;br /&gt;We are now being moved from a 2nd deck interior room to a deck 6, exterior cabin.  This is really cool.  These cabins were on average about $60 to $80 more per person originally.  What a nice surprise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-193250158151224731?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/193250158151224731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=193250158151224731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/193250158151224731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/193250158151224731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='update....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7930354173358786164</id><published>2008-09-15T08:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:23:29.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Day 2 of allergy testing......</title><content type='html'>Anyone have a pressing emergency to call me out of town?  My kids are disgustingly healthy at this point and time so I can't play the sick kid card.....The van is fairly new so I can't  play the broken down vehicle card......Oh well, guess I'm going to have to suck it up, build a bridge and head on over to the torture chamber they call a doctor's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SIL and I made it out for some shopping therapy on Saturday to Kohls with only one child and it was the one that actually LOVES to clothes shop, my almost 9 year old niece.   I got a cute pair of chocolate brown bermuda shorts and a green and brown shirt that I really like.  I am really digging these new color combos.  Well, not really new but still...I love the brown/pink and brown/baby blue from last year and now the brown/green has really caught my eye.   I could do a lot of damage to our checking account balance at Kohls if I stayed there long.  Fortunately, for my husband that is, we were shopping off the clearance rack and the shorts were 80% off so I got them for $7 and the shirt was $12.  Since it was 90 plus degrees here yesterday, I wore them to church right away.  Now I know we are suppose to retire our summer stuff after labor day but it was hot and they are fall colors so I figure it was a good compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Target' (pronounced Tar Jay, for those of you who did not realize it was a French fashion boutique).  This is the best time to get the kiddos some summer clothes for next year.   We laughed a lot and took much longer than our husbands expected.   My BIL had surgery last Monday on his throat and has been in a lot of pain but he came over with his family anyway since he was hoping that he was over the hump and on the way to recovery.   He was not!  The poor guy didn't even have the energy to pick on me like he normally does.  I am expecting some serious slams later this week though when he is back to normal.    So anyway, I made homemade chicken noodle soup just for him and we let the kids play until late.  Overall, we had a really nice weekend except for the fact that it was so hot and not an open pool to be found (outside that is, since we could have gone to the Y).  My kids just don't understand that the pools closed on Labor day since summer was over and yet it was so hot....Come to think of it, I don't understand either.....Where are our nice fall temps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7930354173358786164?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7930354173358786164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7930354173358786164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7930354173358786164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7930354173358786164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-for-day-2-of-allergy-testing.html' title='Time for Day 2 of allergy testing......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3010298053718142370</id><published>2008-09-13T10:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:27:42.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it like to be a human pin cushion, you ask?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SMvN1aI64mI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PMjkb8pfGf0/s1600-h/pincushion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SMvN1aI64mI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PMjkb8pfGf0/s400/pincushion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245512508436570722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS!!!!  I had no idea what I was in for!&lt;br /&gt;I had my first day of allergy testing yesterday.  I am not afraid of needles.  I don't mind the occasional shot or blood test.....so I thought...NO PROBLEM....Right.....&lt;br /&gt;My baby girl had allergy testing last year and they took this block with like 50 little needle things and scratch it on her back and test them all at once.   I thought, Ok, that looked painful but manageable....&lt;br /&gt;Is that what they did to me?  NO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;On day one, I went in and saw that she had 20 full sized hypodermic needles in different allergens.  She says that she will be injecting them in my arm in a row and making a raised bubble of sorts like a TB test and then looking at them.   I thought, OK.  I can do this.  About 1/2 through, I was thinking, IS IT OVER YET!   Then she finishes and sets the timer.  I thought. WHEW! Made it.&lt;br /&gt;The timer goes off and she looks at them and I said,   Ok, all done?  She says, No that was just the FIRST set.....!  We went through this process 3 MORE TIMES!!!!   I had 80 plus needle holes in my left arm!  OoooooooooUCH!!!!!  It took all I had to sit there for the last set.  I just wanted to run away.  I asked her, since I have the next set on Monday morning, will they use the same arm again?  She says it depends on how well it heals over the weekend.  I ask her if each visit will be this many shots......Praying for a big NEGATORY on that one......and she says that they will be AT LEAST this many but it depends on my reaction to things.  If they don't get a diffinite positive result, they redo it.......&lt;br /&gt;I am now shaking in my boots!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, I am officially allergic to the planet Earth and need to relocate.........JUST SO YOU KNOW!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3010298053718142370?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3010298053718142370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3010298053718142370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3010298053718142370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3010298053718142370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-it-like-to-be-human-pin-cushion.html' title='What is it like to be a human pin cushion, you ask?'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SMvN1aI64mI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PMjkb8pfGf0/s72-c/pincushion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3974816553402677459</id><published>2008-09-10T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:53:13.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Fall weather ever coming??</title><content type='html'>I love fall weather.  My allergies are never as bad and it is nice and cool without being cold.....but so far, it has been so hot and muggy here.  When are the fall temperatures going to get here?  I have the kids closet and dressers all cleaned out and ready with fall clothing, I have my pumpkin spice tart in the tart warmer so the house smells like fall,  I have the fall wreath on the door.....when is the weather going to get the hint!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of that!   Sorry for the rant!&lt;br /&gt;This has been a busy week so far.  We are back into the swing of school and both kids are swimming (my baby boy had his first swim lessons last Tuesday!) so that takes up two nights a week and my brother had a doctor appt. yesterday plus I had to get groceries.  On Friday, I start the first of 4 straight days (work days that is) of allergy testing, so by next Weds I will be tired AND a human pin cushion.  We are suppose to start back to church on Weds nights tonight and on Saturday, its my oldest nephew's very first soccer game and the kids and I would like to be there....&lt;br /&gt;Busy, busy, busy....so if I go MIA for a few days or so, DON'T WORRY, I will be back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3974816553402677459?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3974816553402677459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3974816553402677459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3974816553402677459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3974816553402677459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-fall-weather-ever-coming.html' title='Is Fall weather ever coming??'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4088023739659850331</id><published>2008-09-08T11:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:29:54.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion Sunday at Church.....</title><content type='html'>You can always tell when it's promotion Sunday at our church.  You see we go to a fairly large church, therefore each age group or grade has a class (or actually 2 but you get the point).  Each September on the Sunday after labor day, we have promotion Sunday.  The kids move to their new class.  Fortunately they have been separated by their birthday since birth so they always move with the same kids more or less.  The reason you can tell that it is promotion week is that the moment you walk into the door on the kids wing of the church, you see the crowd of parents and kids that are unsure what to do.  You see, these are the parents that can't follow simple instructions.  You see, the new room numbers are marked clearly on the adhesive tag that you get when you check the child in on the computer.  Then you finally make in onto the hallway where the rooms are and you have another back up of parents that can not read the room numbers clearly marked above each door so they must ask everyone "Do you know where room number ---- is?".&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that the room numbers are over the doors and in numerical order?  I mean, I could understand if the room numbers were just scattered willy-nilly but come on folks!  Then you have those who have never entered a office building or anything in their lives and do not realize that if the number starts with a 2, it means the room is on the 2nd floor.... Ok, then lets cut the parents some slack and realize that maybe they are not dumb, they are just stressed.  Then we get to the actual room and we have the kids who are really sensing their parent's confusion and uncertainty and are having a melt down over the fact that their room has moved one or two doors down the hall and the fact that they have a new teacher and helper.  Oh, and did I tell you that we are Southern Baptist Conservatists, so each parent has on average about a dozen kids (you know, we are trying to rival the Catholics in the baby making business).  So we go through this process at each and every drop off point.  Then when you finally get the kids calmed down and actually in their new class, you make your way to the Sanctuary of the church and realize that the service is now over and they are singing "Just as I am" which means you have missed the entire message of the day which was probably on patience which you probably desperately needed to hear.  Then you make you way back to the class room behind all those not so sharp parents who DONT remember which class they dropped which kid off in.....Oh but that is not what happened to me because I was scheduled to work this Sunday so I have the distinct pleasure in dealing with many overprotective parents who feel the need to give you in depth instructions on how to care for their 9 month old for the next 45 mins to an hour.  Then you have the first time mom who wants to come in for a few moments because her baby had never been away from her for even a moment in her entire life (Get real woman!  You better take a break when you can get one, trust me!)  and once the baby is in the room and perfectly happy to be playing and not crying one little bit, she feels the need to make sure she picks the happy baby up to kiss her and hug her and say bye-bye, mommy is LEAVING now, or and did I say I'M LEAVING YOU WITH STRANGERS FOR THE FIRST TIME AND I WON'T BE BACK FOR AN WHOLE HOUR!  Oh and when the baby didn't cry and went back to playing, she felt the need to say good bye several more times on her way out the door.......God Bless her little heart....It WAS her first time.........Oh and then she shows up about 15 mins. later, just to "CHECK" on her and feels the need to get the baby's attention and wave?....Oh and when the child finally did start crying, she grabbed her up and said "It's okay darling, you did try, your okay now, mommy's got you..." &lt;br /&gt;WAS I EVER THAT BAD?  I know I had a hard time the first weekend I left my little angels but now I let my girl go on sleepovers (only to the cousins but it is a first step) and and I go away at least 2 weekends a year with the girls......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4088023739659850331?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4088023739659850331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4088023739659850331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4088023739659850331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4088023739659850331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/promotion-sunday-at-church.html' title='Promotion Sunday at Church.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8428764148704246272</id><published>2008-09-05T07:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:11:56.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!!!</title><content type='html'>One of the perks of home schooling is that if you do a little extra in the first 4 days of the week, you can take off on Friday for fun stuff.  Today we are going to a back to school bash at a local park for our church's home school group.  My SIL and her kids are joining us and then we are off to the amusement park for the afternoon.  The kids are actually electrically charged with excitement. &lt;br /&gt;It may be a bad weather weekend here due to Little Miss Tropical Storm Hannah so its good that we get in our weekend fun a day early. &lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about my upcoming cruise with some of my peeps so I hope the hurricane season finishes up with all this activity in the next 3 weeks, 4 weeks tops.  Otherwise, we may not be able to drag "The OCD" (one of my girls) out of the state.  She is not a big fan of the motion of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I can get nauseated watching my kids spin around so neither am I, but my first cruise showed me that you really don't feel it on a cruise ship.  I have a prescription for the patch so I am not worried.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just need to find a place for the dh and the kiddos to stay on their visit to the Sunshine State during the week I am cruising.  Well, better get a shower!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8428764148704246272?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8428764148704246272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8428764148704246272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8428764148704246272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8428764148704246272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8372460321753897788</id><published>2008-09-04T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:08:24.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A LITTLE HELP PLEASE!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been told by several people that they could not post comments on my blog and now one person has said that they can't even view the existing comments any longer.  I thought it was strictly due to a conflict between their web browser and blogspot but was told today that the same person can still see and even post comments on other blogs so I have tried to tweak my settings to fix this.  I am not sure if it worked so if you read my blog, please just post a comment today to say you stopped by and was able to comment and if you still can't post comment or even see them, please email me and let me know this did not work.  I am no computer genius so I am doing my best to figure this out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8372460321753897788?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8372460321753897788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8372460321753897788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8372460321753897788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8372460321753897788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-help-please.html' title='A LITTLE HELP PLEASE!!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1106845694515964238</id><published>2008-09-04T08:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:26:36.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone got a big S that I can put on a necklace....</title><content type='html'>You know, S for SUCKER.  I know I have blogged about my neighbor who calls periodically and suckers me into having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playdate&lt;/span&gt; at my house for her daughter and mine.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt;, I whine about how rude it is to invite her  kid over to my house but NEVER invite my kid to come to her house, but then I still say sure bring her over.  I need to borrow a backbone and just say no.  It is just so hard when she says that her little girl has been begging to come play with mine.  The truth is that little Miss Sarah has no interest in playing with my girl, she wants to come eat snacks and play with her toys.  She is 4 and my girl is almost 6 1/2 and they are nothing alike.  (other than both being bossy and use to being in charge).  She comes and is starving because she just got home from school and pulls out all kinds of toys and terrorizes poor Brownie and just basically ignores both of my children.  Then she goes in my fridge and asks for chocolate milk.  I tell her I don't have chocolate milk and she tells me, you have chocolate syrup....I tell her that I will make her some but she will have to wait til her mom comes to get it because I need to make sure she isn't allergic to milk or chocolate.  Her mom was suppose to be back to get her in 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;.  so I did not think it was that long to ask her to wait.  So after her 1 1/2 hour visit, we had to clean  up the mess and my daughter said, I don't like her.  Of course, I tell her that we are not going to like everyone but we have to  be kind and polite to them because that is what Jesus would want us to do.    What I want to say is, I don't like her or her mom and she never has to come over again but....we have to be kind and polite to everyone because that is what Jesus would want us to do........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1106845694515964238?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1106845694515964238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1106845694515964238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1106845694515964238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1106845694515964238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/anyone-got-big-s-that-i-can-put-on.html' title='Anyone got a big S that I can put on a necklace....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2408083031450039410</id><published>2008-09-03T08:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:46:10.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fed up with election stuff!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know that I don't normally get too serious here on my own personal forum but today, I just want to say that I am officially fed up!  My husband has watched so much CNN coverage in the last 7 months since we got our new LCD screen tv that the CNN symbol is burnt into the screen even when the kids are watching ...well, I'd like to go high brow and say "The History Channel" or "Discovery Kids" but lets be honest and say SpongeBob Squarepants.  They are starting to wonder why Patrick got a new tshirt that says CNN across the front....&lt;br /&gt;My DH and I actually could not fall asleep the other night after an immensely busy day at the amusement park because we were too busy talking about the newest VP scandal.  The news reporters were in a feeding frenzy and could not decide which story was meatier, the scandal or the hurricane.  Sad!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say that I have never lost sleep over an election before in my life.  I was blissfully ignorant in the past but now I have the CNN news ticker running through my mind even as I sleep.   I can not honestly say that I feel any better about making an informed choice in the upcoming election, as a matter of fact, I feel like the more I know, the more uneasy I am about either choice.   So I think I am going to go with this choice (picture below).  At least with this person, you have no expectations and will not be disappointed.......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SL6GjcpvWhI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7XiBVisIaPM/s1600-h/button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SL6GjcpvWhI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7XiBVisIaPM/s400/button.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241774959850641938" border="0" /&gt;(Just as a side note, Photo shop is a scary thing in the hands of a stay at home mom with a warped sense of humor.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2408083031450039410?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2408083031450039410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2408083031450039410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2408083031450039410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2408083031450039410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/09/fed-up-with-election-stuff.html' title='Fed up with election stuff!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SL6GjcpvWhI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7XiBVisIaPM/s72-c/button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4972231438904259944</id><published>2008-08-29T11:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:46:38.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RANT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>How come you go to a cosmetologist/hair stylist/beautician (whatever the pc term is nowadays!)&lt;br /&gt;and you ask for a trim, just cut the dead ends, add in some layers and please do not take any length off the overall hair except was is absolutely neccessary to get rid of those before mentioned dead ends, and you come home with your bangs cut up to the back of your head.  A woman should NOT be reduced to doing a "combover" to have hair in the front!  Instead of the Hair Cuttery they should call it the Hair Butchery.  Now I am exagerating some for those of you who don't know about my penchant for over dramatization with regards to a haircut but seriously, when you tell the stylist (and I use that term LIGHTLY) to just trim your bangs because they draw up a lot and you want them below your eyebrows, it should be a no brainer!  Even I can trim my bangs (with more skill and talent, if I do say so myself).  Now, I know you are going to say, that's what I get for going to somewhere as low brow as the Hair Cuttery but I just wanted a slight trim not a Oprah Winfrey total makeover.   I know it will grow out but for pete's sake people!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLgm5THNDhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6xJNAyToVzQ/s1600-h/bad_haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLgm5THNDhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6xJNAyToVzQ/s400/bad_haircut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980932270460434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Rant, we now return to our normally scheduled program.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4972231438904259944?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4972231438904259944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4972231438904259944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4972231438904259944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4972231438904259944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/rant.html' title='RANT!!!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLgm5THNDhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6xJNAyToVzQ/s72-c/bad_haircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4773019983629191264</id><published>2008-08-28T09:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:29:10.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When it  rains it pours.....</title><content type='html'>This has been a period of major purchases and spending for us.  Last month we had to purchase a new washer and dryer and now the transmission in my DH's car needs to be replaced to the tune of $2300.  I am so glad that my cruise is already paid for or else I would feel guilty about spending the money on myself when we as a family have not been able to really afford our normal vacation(s).  Yes, we did get away for a weekend to go camping but that is not my idea of our normal vacation.  Like I told my husband this past weekend when he was talking about how when you are backpacking, you don't carry anything more than you have too and that all the "stuff" we had to go camping was not really necessary.  Now girls, let  me explain backpacking in case you don't know.  When you go backpacking, you take the lightest sleeping bag you can, you may take a small tent and as few other things as possible (even toilet paper is a luxury that few carry) and you hike into the woods with this on your back and sleep out in the wild.  You do not shower and some people hike and stay for days at a time.  This girl does NOT go backpacking!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I told him that Backpacking is sleeping in the woods and going stinky,  Camping is sleeping on the ground in a tent at a campground and using a public toilet and shower (the one at our campground was nice by the way),  When you stay in a hotel, that's a vacation and when you go away with some of your best girls on a 4 day cruise, that's a Great Vacation!&lt;br /&gt;Now going somewhere like Disney with your family is a great vacation too but since I can't do both, this year the cruise is what I am really looking forward to.  Hopefully when all these extra expenses are over and paid for this year, my DH and the kids will still have their vacation too (they are hoping to go to Florida too while I am on my cruise).&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to God though that giving up vacation is the biggest financial worry we have with all the people out there having to decide between putting gas in their cars or paying their mortgages or feeding their families.  I complain about sleeping in a tent for 2 days and people are living in their cars wondering where their next meal will come from....Ok, complaint withdrawn, I am blessed......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4773019983629191264?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4773019983629191264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4773019983629191264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4773019983629191264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4773019983629191264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When it  rains it pours.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-457398200787908974</id><published>2008-08-27T15:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:10:01.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the great outdoors.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLW0F3CaIAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Hf8OyrsU5CM/s1600-h/DSC_1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLW0F3CaIAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Hf8OyrsU5CM/s400/DSC_1511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239291754281836546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(This is the memorial to the victims of the school shootings from last year.  It was sad to see that each of the stones represented the lost of life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLWz7M5Ss7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/mRMJiMWWXGo/s1600-h/DSC_1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLWz7M5Ss7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/mRMJiMWWXGo/s400/DSC_1576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239291571170620338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess you were wondering if we survived our camping trip?  We had a blast with in the mountains of VA.  We visited my dh's alma mater and he showed us around.  We went on a very tiring hike to a beautiful waterfall.  My boy's little legs gave out and so did my knee so we didn't quite make it to the top but we still had fun playing in the mini-waterfall about 2/3 of the way to the top.  The water was unbelievably icy even there and they say that it was even colder at the base of the fall.  DH took the pictures of the actual waterfall and I took many others along the way.&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the "beach" to swim and play in the lake.  The campground had created a swimmer's beach at one area of the lake so the kids built sand castles and swam on Sunday before we drove home.  My muscles have been aching every since but it was fun.  We all can't wait to do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-457398200787908974?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/457398200787908974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=457398200787908974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/457398200787908974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/457398200787908974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-from-great-outdoors.html' title='Back from the great outdoors.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SLW0F3CaIAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Hf8OyrsU5CM/s72-c/DSC_1511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2666282643304776230</id><published>2008-08-19T08:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:56:03.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownie's going for his first sleepover with the cousins</title><content type='html'>I have just been hit like a ton of bricks with all that I need to accomplish before the wilderness train rolls out on Friday morning.  I have truly tried to totally avoid facing this upcoming weekend in my mind and have not prepared at all.  My dh kind of organized it and he being of the male persuasion has left some real big gaps in the "Planning" process.  I have to clean up Brownie's cage and get him ready for his first sleepover with the cousins and then deliver him to their house.  The "Mean One" has promised to come to the door with a frying pan in hand.....EWWWWWWW!!!   After I calm down my daughter and convincing her that Uncle K is NOT going to eat him, Brownie will be staying for the weekend.   I have to pack for us including towels and bedding and all that good stuff and make sure we forget nothing that we can't live with out in the woods.  (Like Clorox wipes and toilet paper....)  I have to make sure that we have matches, charcoal and aluminum foil to cover the "grill" since I have a hard time putting food on a grill in the woods....EWWWWW!!!  Can you tell that I am not the outdoorsy ruffin' it girl?  I have located and purchased a battery operated FAN so that I can at least cool off when I am sleeping.  I have no idea what we will be eating while we are there but can put that off until we hit the Walmart about 15 mins. from the campsite.  I am feeling the pressure right about now....What if it rains all weekend?  What if a snake comes into the tent?  Anyone got a chill pill I can take? .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2666282643304776230?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2666282643304776230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2666282643304776230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2666282643304776230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2666282643304776230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/brownies-going-for-his-first-sleepover.html' title='Brownie&apos;s going for his first sleepover with the cousins'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4740556427812276843</id><published>2008-08-18T11:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:42:23.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone got a RV I can borrow........</title><content type='html'>My wild, outdoorsman, Grizzly Adams (blast from the past!) type husband has decided that his kids need to ROUGH it out in the great outdoors.  He wanted to take them into the mountains andpitch a tent and get in touch with his inner unbathed, squat in the woods and use a leaf to "clean up" if you get my drift...Well, this girl COULD not, WOULD not do that.  I agreed to let them go and go with them if he went to an actual campground with showers and bathrooms.  So compromise made and I am already wimping out.  My MIL and SIL have already let us have it for taking these babies out and letting them sleep on the ground in a tent where anyone could come in or a bear could claw apart and eat us all.   They are amazed that I would even consider going since I am definitely not a nature girl.    Am I excited about the trip?  Yes, because we will be spending the time with 3 wonderful families and I am sure we will have a great time with them.  Am I excited about sleeping out in the woods in a tent on the hard ground and using a public bathroom and shower for the weekend?  NOT ON YOUR LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is coming up for this weekend but on today's agenda was a doctor's appointment for me to an Ear, Nose and Throat specialist.   I have been having a hard time hearing for a couple of years now and my DH was tired of it.  (me too to be honest).   I really have a hard time hearing men's voices if they talk at a normal level (Brian M. is the exception but let's face it, he never talks at a normal level).  I also have a hard time hearing anyone if there is a lot of background noise.  I can't destinguish the voice from the other sounds.  Anyway, the doctor said that it may be  less a matter of hearing loss and more a matter of allergies that causing my ears to be full of fluid all the time.   So, today he schedule me for 5 appointments over the next month.  One of them next week for a CT scan of my sinuses and 4 of them back to back in September.  3 days in a row I will go in for allergy testing and then on the last day I will actually have a hearing test.&lt;br /&gt;This seems like a lot of effort to me but I guess it would be nice to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4740556427812276843?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4740556427812276843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4740556427812276843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4740556427812276843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4740556427812276843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/anyone-got-rv-i-can-borrow.html' title='Anyone got a RV I can borrow........'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3828390198714382286</id><published>2008-08-16T08:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:50:44.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The dog days of summer.....</title><content type='html'>Seems that summer is nearing its end and we have really been busy.  We skipped out on school yesterday and headed off to the local water park with one of our bestest peeps and peepette for a few hours.  I had a lazy day just lounging around talking for a change.  My ds actually went off to play with the girls and didn't drag his momma with him.  He actually told me to let go several times when I was trying to hold onto his life jacket in Hubba Hubba highway.  This is a big step since last year he clung to me like glue on this ride that has a strong current to float you around. He also really enjoyed the wave pool with his sister and friend DNK.   I think he may be ready for swim lessons.    My peep and I discussed all of our feminine woes from PMS to Hot flashes and she got the full rundown of my not for blog issues and she listened even though I am sure it was not that entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;We barely made it into our van and got on the road home before a severe thunderstorm hit the area and were blessed enough to make the trip home in steady moving traffic in about 45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow evening is my DH's company picnic at a minor league baseball game.  We have invited our entire family so there will be 17 of us there.  This is the kid's first time at a baseball game.  One of my peeps has been trying to get us to go to one for months (another team) because she has become such a fan.  Jewel Dawg, you may have some converts for next season.&lt;br /&gt;I personally am not much of a sports fan but the kids and the guys might be.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot the big news!  My big boy has decided to try out this potty training thing.  He has been going potty all over town this week.  We had to go to the Dr. on Thursday and he went there, then we went to Wal-mart and he went there and yesterday at the water park he went to the actual potty and not in the water (like I am sure he has always done in the past).  It figures though that just as I buy a big box of diapers, he would stop using them.  I guess once he is done, I will officially be done with babies and the mother of kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3828390198714382286?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3828390198714382286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3828390198714382286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3828390198714382286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3828390198714382286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='The dog days of summer.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1298631174499703326</id><published>2008-08-13T18:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:43:40.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the need for change.......</title><content type='html'>Its getting to be that time again.  I am feeling the need to change my banner.  I'm tired of seeing the same old one.....so don't be surprised if a new banner appears soon.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1298631174499703326?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1298631174499703326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1298631174499703326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1298631174499703326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1298631174499703326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/feeling-need-for-change.html' title='Feeling the need for change.......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6052330516450387395</id><published>2008-08-12T18:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:52:56.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laminin --This is a long video but well worth the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;This message was brought to my attention by my  cousin  Erika and I found this on  U Tube.  It will blow you away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6052330516450387395?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6052330516450387395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6052330516450387395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6052330516450387395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6052330516450387395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/laminin-this-is-long-video-but-well.html' title='Laminin --This is a long video but well worth the time'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8020190556939044656</id><published>2008-08-12T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:56:09.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are living in Thrillville.....</title><content type='html'>Can a person get motion sickness in their recliner in their own family room?  The answer is YES!&lt;br /&gt;My son picked out a Wii game for his birthday a couple of months ago but has just recently decided its THE game to play.  Its called Thrillville.   In this amusement park simulation and management game you are the manager and head ride designer of a chain of amusement parks.  You build and ride the roller coasters and other nauseating carnival rides and play all sorts of carnival games.  You also amusingly enough hire mechanics, entertainers and cleaning people to work in the park.  One of the mini games includes training the cleaning people to vacuum trash and GET THIS!, spray down and clean up VOMIT!  This game is quite amusing even to me who sometimes gets drafted in accomplishing the missions it sets to go further in the game.  However, my kids love just to go and ride the rides.  On our large screen tv, a simulated roller coaster is quite intense.  So, Yes you can get nauseated in your own family room.&lt;br /&gt;We have also discovered that our son likes scantily clad girls with blonde pigtails....you wonder what this means?  Well when you play the game you get to pick the character, chose their hair color and looks and then their clothing.  He ALWAYS wants the character to be a blonde girl with pig tails in a very small cropped shirt,  a very short Catholic school girl skirt and knee socks.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to get him to change to a boy but he says no, she's a beautiful priss priss (his word for princess).  His daddy tells him to at least put some clothes on her and he changes it only to come back in a few minutes to see that ds has changed it back........Can puberty start at 3?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8020190556939044656?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8020190556939044656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8020190556939044656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8020190556939044656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8020190556939044656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/kids-are-living-in-thrillville.html' title='Kids are living in Thrillville.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7620414388702012510</id><published>2008-08-11T08:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:45:22.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi....remember me?</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a busy few weeks.  We have be running nonstop.  Let me give you a fast update on the washer situation....Wednesday came...No new washer.  I called and was told that there was no request for a new washer....WHAT!!!  She said that she saw where I had a repair order in but no request for a new washer.  Fortunately I had the girls name that I had spoken to, dear ole' Euniece.&lt;br /&gt;The other young lady said she didn't understand why Euniece had not put in the request because they would have rushed me a new washer the next day since they were in stock!  She did just that and it came on Thursday.   We went back to the store and got them to take another $150.00 off the cost of the washer with the understanding that if this one leaked we wanted the money back on the washer and dryer.  The new washer works beautifully.  So hopefully that situation is resolved.&lt;br /&gt;My son and I caught a nasty stomach virus so after that and weren't feeling well and now my girl has a nasty cold.  Meanwhile we had another big kid's day at church and plenty of drama with a busted tooth.   My girl got busted in the mouth with my boy's head while playing at Chic-Fil-A and her front tooth was knocked pretty badly.  Since it is a baby tooth we thought it was probably okay but then it started to look funny so we took her to dentist but he xrayed it and said it was fine and to let her get it out on her own.&lt;br /&gt;We picked up wedding attire and got fitted for tuxes for the men and boys over the last week or so and the list goes on.  I am really looking forward to the month of Oct. when we will be going on vacation.  Me on my cruise and the hubby and kids are going to the Happiest place on Earth. &lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, we are starting school back early so that we can take Fridays off in the fall for fun stuff and take off for vacation....Did I say busy.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7620414388702012510?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7620414388702012510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7620414388702012510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7620414388702012510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7620414388702012510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiremember-me.html' title='Hi....remember me?'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3755558762115344659</id><published>2008-07-28T07:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:12:27.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's been up, you ask?  Let me tell ya....</title><content type='html'>Ok, you know the last post about the defective washer?  Well, later that same day, we found out that the plastic pan that was under our washer  (for those of you who don't have their washers in their house, the plastic pan is put there to protect your home against washer mishap, it is to hold the water and there is a drain at the bottom to pipe to let the water out...good idea right?) was not actually properly connected to the drain so when the water tried to drain, it went everywhere and drained into the exhaust fan of my downstairs powder room and posed an electricution hazard along with a mess all over.  We had to turn off power to most of our downstairs for several hours while it dried out and had to take out the washer and my dh had to connect the pan to the drain properly and seal it to prevent leaking in the future.  Apparently this is a disaster that has been waiting to happen for 14 years (when my house was originally built),  In the process, my OCD tendencies kicked  in and I had to thoroughly clean and convinced my dh to paint the laundry closet since everything was out of it.  Man, it is amazing the dirt and crud that builds up in a laundry closet.  I cleaned it somewhat before the new washer and dryer came but since he had the pan out and I had clear area to work, I really nailed it good.  So,  at the end of the day, we had it all reconnected and waiting for the second new washer of the week.  Oh and I did threw a bit of a fit over the fact that I had to wait til Wednesday but since they said they had no more in stock and had to have it brought in, I couldn't do much about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3755558762115344659?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3755558762115344659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3755558762115344659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3755558762115344659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3755558762115344659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-been-up-you-ask-let-me-tell-ya.html' title='What&apos;s been up, you ask?  Let me tell ya....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3478521340369450069</id><published>2008-07-26T08:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:39:36.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for this........</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know you have been wondering where I have been.   I have been very lax in the posting department lately but let me tell you my story.   On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; while doing some laundry, my dryer just completely and suddenly died.  It was still heating but not turning.  This particular dryer is 20 plus years old (our old one died several years ago and we bought a new one that did not work well and my in-laws bought a new set but this one was still working well so we replaced our new one with this old one that worked much better).    Our washer has been acting up for a couple of years now so we decided to buy a new set.  I talked to my MIL and asked if they liked their new (4 years old now) set and what brand was it.  They had a Kenmore Elite series and really liked it.  She also said that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; and BIL both had the same brand and they were happy.  So we went to Sears with the intention of buying a Kenmore super capacity washer and matching dryer.  While there we decided on a top loading HE (High Efficiency) Kenmore Elite Oasis and the dryer to match...$1800 later we walked away with plans for it to arrive on Friday (yesterday).   We were a bit in sticker shock as the last washer and dryer was about $800 for both.  Anyway, the washer and dryer came yesterday and let me say, they are lovely.  They have all the bells and whistles but unfortunately after one load of laundry, we notice that the washer is leaking out of the side and into the drain pan.   My DH called the repair number and they say that they will come out next Thursday....I was through the roof!  $1000 for a washing machine that leaks with the first load and I have to wait a week for a REPAIR!  NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;I called the store and was told my appliance manager to call delivery back and tell them that they delivered a defective machine and I wanted a new one delivered.  I did this and now we are getting a new machine next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;!  What a mess!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, our trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BG&lt;/span&gt; was an experience in itself that just can't even be described on this blog but if you are interested, I will be glad to share the experience on the phone.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3478521340369450069?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3478521340369450069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3478521340369450069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3478521340369450069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3478521340369450069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-ready-for-this.html' title='Are you ready for this........'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7582097479804238704</id><published>2008-07-17T06:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:54:25.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on being a single mom....It STINKS!!!</title><content type='html'>Now don't go spreading any rumors that my DH and I have split....He did, I didn't.  Just kidding.  He left Monday for a  week long conference in the New England area.  The kiddos and I normally pack up and join him but I was not feeling a 13 hour (plus?) road trip to an area that didn't appear to have much to entertain two little balls of pure energy.  So hence, this week I became a single mom (temporarily, THANK GOD!!!) and let me just say it stinks!&lt;br /&gt;First of all, imagine this....Me, a not so petite flower, my 6 year old (tall for her age) daughter and my three year son all in a queen bed....my daughter was on my husbands side, my boy in the middle (so that he doesn't fall off) and me in my spot.  My daughter, decides that she has to scooch over so that she won't be too close to the edge because something may reach out and grab her, which causes her brother to move closer to me which makes me have my ample heinie hanging of the bed.  They both begin complaining that its too dark in my room so we turn the touch lamp on in my headboard on its lowest setting with the understanding that momma can't sleep with lights on so it will be going off when they fall asleep....a fall which apparently comes to a screeching halt when the light gets turned off.   I finally get the light off when my almost 40 year old bladder starts calling (oh, and for those of you who don't already know this, bladders apparently only have a 40 year shelf life and don't bother checking that lifetime warranty you thought you had it does NOT cover a replacement).  So I make a potty run and when I return, my little 12 inch niche that I had carved on MY bed....ITS GONE!!  So I grab my pillow and find a way to wrap my almost 6 foot frame across the foot of the bed....which worked ok until my son wakes up and decides to join me....which only lasts a short time because even he realizes that the spot he left was MUCH better.   My daughter somehow found a way to sleep spreadeagled and moved further down on the bed so I kept having to fight with her legs in my sleep....It has been a lovely three nights.....And for those of you wondering why I did not make them go back to their bed?  Well, I'm a wuss!  I don't sleep well without my hubby beside me and I keep thinking about hearing noises and worrying how I can get my kids and get out, so with them in the bed with and the door locked and my cell phone next to the bed and a huge walking stick by the bed and ....... well you get the idea....I feel a little safer.    I tell myself that I would not sleep very well anyway so I might as well let them stay.  So anyway, to say the least I am a little tired this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been busy with Adventure Days at our church.  What in the world is this?  It is 3 days of craziness and mess with 80 plus 4-8 year olds.   Tuesday was  Wacky Water day.  They had water balloon fights,  played other silly water games and ate watermelon for a snack.  I volunteered to help out so I did a water craft with them.  FUN!!   Weds. was Wacky Races day.  They played a version of the Amazing Race.  They were in 8 teams that ran through about 15 different areas and performed tasks/games to win a clue.  I manned the Whipped Cream pie event.  I filled little pie tins with whipped cream so that they could eat it out to find the tin with something written in it.  Let me just say, it was a breezy day and pie pans with whipped cream don't have much weight.....you figure it out.  Today is going to be Chocolate Wars....we are skipping to day...we made, I mean had other plans.  But for those of you wondering what they were going to do?  They were having a chocolate tug of war and doing human ice cream sundaes.....I just couldn't do it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we are off to the local amusement park with the cousins.  So I need to go get a shower and wake the bed hogs.....Have a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7582097479804238704?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7582097479804238704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7582097479804238704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7582097479804238704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7582097479804238704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/thoughts-on-being-single-momit-stinks.html' title='Thoughts on being a single mom....It STINKS!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7751214931122798141</id><published>2008-07-10T20:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:40:38.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Snoozerville for this girl....</title><content type='html'>After two and 1/2 weeks of full out running, we have returned to the comfort of home and Snoozerville.   For the last 3 days, we have not left our own backyard.    We have spent plenty of time watching movies, playing video games, playing board games and just plan veggin' out.  It has been nice but I think we are done.   I have cleaned, caught up on a lot of laundry and answered the 6 million questions per day that my daughter dishes out.  My DH and I have seen a few good movies too.  We have had "Vantage Point" and "The Bucket List" in the last week or so and they were both very good.&lt;br /&gt;So, just in case you were wondering if I dropped off the face of the earth, the answer is no, I've just been to slack to blog.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7751214931122798141?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7751214931122798141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7751214931122798141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7751214931122798141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7751214931122798141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-snoozerville-for-this-girl.html' title='Back to Snoozerville for this girl....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8855549478582985357</id><published>2008-07-08T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:07:08.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane, Stop this crazy thing!!!!</title><content type='html'>Is that a blast from the past for you?  Do you remember the Jetson's?  We still get to see them through the miracle of  Boomerang network but for some of you this is just a memory.   Anyway, that is how I feel after the last 15 days.  We have run like crazy during that time.  Yesterday was another day at the water park with some of the peeps.  We had a blast.  My boy has officially decided that he loves Hubba Hubba Highway.  He floated with his life jacket on and did not want me to hold onto him at all.  Last year this was his least favorite and I think this year it is his fave.   We went around at least 5 times yesterday and he was still not ready to get off.    I was not as vigilant with the sunblock as I should have been though so this week I had a bit of a burn and my kids had a bit of pink.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we are going to hang at home and veg out.   I don't want to go anywhere.  My kids are already asking where we are going today and when I told them we are staying home, they starting trying to think of places to go.  They just don't get it.  Anyone want to take them somewhere fun?  Anyone.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8855549478582985357?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8855549478582985357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8855549478582985357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8855549478582985357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8855549478582985357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/jane-stop-this-crazy-thing.html' title='Jane, Stop this crazy thing!!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6193545822949142792</id><published>2008-07-02T10:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:24:54.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy....</title><content type='html'>We have been running like crazy now for almost two weeks with no end in sight.    The kids are loving it though.    Yesterday we spent the day at the water park with our friends and they just had a blast.  Today's big plan is to go for my annual ob/gyn visit.  OH JOY!!!  The fun I will have!....NOT!  I have tried to find a reason to cancel but  can not.  I may not get around to posting again til the weekend so I just wanted to stop by and say  HAPPY 4th of JULY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6193545822949142792?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6193545822949142792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6193545822949142792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6193545822949142792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6193545822949142792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4604032641113557843</id><published>2008-06-28T05:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:20:19.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS wrap-up, WALL-E, and my little gift from the babies....</title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;Just stopping by to  give you an update.  VBS was great.  I think the final count for the week was actually 1027 in attendance (which was probably about 800 kids and the rest workers).  Overall, it was a great week with the babies.  They were so sweet that they gave me a parting gift...a stinkin' Cold/Virus!  I woke up with a scratchy throat yesterday and by the time I was done with VBS at 12:30, I had a full fledge cold kicking in.  Its a doosy too!  I have been miserable since yesterday afternoon.  I think out of a class of 10-12 babies, at least 6 of them had runny noses all week so I have no idea which one's snot was the culprit, LOL.  &lt;br /&gt;We rushed right out of VBS and met some of our peeps and peepettes at the local AMC theater to be some of the first people  to see the new Disney/Pixar movie, "Wall-E".   It was a good movie.  Not my favorite Pixar movie but good.  It had some pretty heavy subject matter for the kiddos and definitely had a environmentalist/green feel to it and to be honest, I was a little creeped out by the pet cockroach....UGH!!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards the kids and I ran to the Optometrist office to pick up my new glasses and then home where I crashed hard with this cold.  I am going to taking to my bed for the day since we have big plans for tomorrow.  I am just hoping my babies don't get it too.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Saturday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4604032641113557843?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4604032641113557843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4604032641113557843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4604032641113557843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4604032641113557843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/vbs-wrap-up-wall-e-and-my-little-gift.html' title='VBS wrap-up, WALL-E, and my little gift from the babies....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3080848217371012581</id><published>2008-06-24T21:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:01:06.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Sammy....</title><content type='html'>Little Sammy got picked up this afternoon by his "parents".  They were happy to be reunited and I was happy to send him home.  My son on the other hand was very upset.  Now this is the boy who wanted nothing to do with this little furball of energy.  He ran from Sammy and climbed in my lap anytime he was near, but somehow he had gotten use to the idea of Sammy's presence in our home.  He got mad at all of us whenever we locked Sammy in his crate for doing something wrong.  My daughter was also upset but she understood from the beginning that Sammy was going home today and took it a lot better than my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of VBS went well.  We only had 9 babies today.  Tomorrow we are supposed to have a full house which is 12.  It is a very busy 4 hours.  The kids had fun and came home with a pile of crafts and stuff that they had done.  By the end of the week, we will have enough crafts and artwork to open a gallery.  VBS at our church is a real event each year.  We start off the week with about 400 kids and by the end of the week it has grown to about 600.  Its a great ministry to the community.   Tomorrow, the church will have a VBS Leadership Appreciation cookout for all the people that have volunteered and their children directly after at the church picnic area/playground and the kids are looking forward to playing some more with their friends.  They have definitely not been bored this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are having a great week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3080848217371012581?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3080848217371012581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3080848217371012581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3080848217371012581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3080848217371012581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/farewell-to-sammy.html' title='Farewell to Sammy....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-4723760125931719566</id><published>2008-06-23T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:16:31.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of VBS.....</title><content type='html'>Whew!!!  What a day.   We left home this morning at 8 am to be at church at 8:30 for VBS and got home at 2 pm (after a quick stop at McD's for some french fries to tide the kids over until we could eat something a little healthier for lunch).  I was tired and the kids were full of more energy than you could imagine.    Both the kids said that they had fun and that's what counts.&lt;br /&gt;Sammy was excited to have us home.  He and the kids had a great time playing while I just vegged on the couch since I could not convince them it was a good time for a nap.    I have a feeling he is going to miss having the kids around all the time when he goes back to his home tomorrow and they will miss him.  Me?  NOT SO MUCH!!!  I have officially gotten over the baby bug AND the puppy bug in one fell swoop.  Between 4 hours a day for 5 days with 10 babies and 5 days with a puppy,   I am completely content with my two children and one guinea pig. &lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all the updating I have for today.  I have an appointment with my pillow, blanket and fan (I know those two are contradictory but I like the cool air and noise from the fan but still need the blanket...) Have a great day tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-4723760125931719566?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4723760125931719566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=4723760125931719566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4723760125931719566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/4723760125931719566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-1-of-vbs.html' title='Day 1 of VBS.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8625078710498709971</id><published>2008-06-22T22:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:29:20.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ALOHA!!!!   We are off to Outrigger's Island.....</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning bright and early, the kids and I are off to the tropics for a week long adventure at Outrigger's Island.  Every morning this week we will be rolling out of bed, rushing around like nuts, and hitting the road to our church at 8 am for Vacation Bible School.  Today, my girl and I went back after church to decorate my room for the festivities.  I will be taking care of the Crawlers (I think that is pretty self explanatory but just in case, those are the babies between the age of 6 mos to whenever they decide to start walking...) of the other VBS workers.  VBS is technically only for children from age 4 to 10 (or the year they complete 5th grade) but we also have the nursery through age 3 for the children who's parents are volunteering to work for the week.    My girl had a blast at VBS last year but my son, who is very attached to his momma, was not so happy to be away from me for 4 hours every day for a week.   By Weds. last summer, I pretty much had to force him to get in the van in the mornings.  I am hoping that he has more fun this year since he is older and can do more.  My kids are disappointed that their cousins will not be able to attend this year because they have prior commitments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you are wondering if we made it out of Snoozerville yesterday, (Saturday) we did!  Or I think we did.  We crashed my BIL's condo pool and also it was the day of their annual condo pool social so we crashed that too.   Me, the kiddos, my partner in crime (my SIL) and her kids just up and crashed it!  We had fun too.  This kiddos played for about 2 hours in the pool, we got a free lunch and then crashed my BIL's home for showers before allowing him to buy us dinner at the local pizzeria and bring it to my house.  We have this GREAT little family pizza shop in our little town that makes the MOST AWESOME Chicken Alfredo pizza with mushrooms.  It is SO good!  It has ruined us for any of that crappy Dominoes or Pizza Hut junk (well except my daughter, she is really disappointed that we don't get Dominoes cinnamon sticks anymore, they are her SECOND favor sweet snack.  Her first one is a warm Churro (described in a previous post) from the local water park.)  We were such Rebels yesterday!  My DH and her DH (The MEAN one!) were busy helping my other BIL move some of his stuff out of his place to his future bride's place near our home and said pizzeria.  The kids really enjoyed another prolonged visit with their cousins. &lt;br /&gt;We had a big moment of drama later in the evening as we had just finished dinner.  My youngest nephew started crying and it was obvious he had gotten hurt as he fell off or got hit by the recliner (not sure exactly what happened).  The adults ran to check on him and the next thing I know, they are screaming for him to breath and his mom is getting really upset because it appeared he was turning blue and no sound was coming out.  My DH and their brother were trying to calm her down and I grabbed my nephew and flipped him upside down over my arm and hit him in the back.  He then started crying and it was obvious that he had regained his breath but it was VERY scary for a few moments there.  We never did completely understand what happened. He was not choking but apparently somehow forgot to breath in his shock?  That is the best we can figure.  Anyway, God is good and he is fine and was soon running around like nothing had happened.  His mom, aunt and uncles were very shaken by the experience.  There is nothing worse than having a child that you love to be turning blue and going limp in your arms and feeling like there was nothing you could do.  Thankfully, God gave us the wisdom to get through it!&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was our weekend!!! Hope you had a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8625078710498709971?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8625078710498709971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8625078710498709971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8625078710498709971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8625078710498709971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/aloha-we-are-off-to-outriggers-island.html' title='ALOHA!!!!   We are off to Outrigger&apos;s Island.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3564592340163792010</id><published>2008-06-21T09:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:32:18.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snoozerville Update....</title><content type='html'>Ok, I haven't been out stumbling upon rattlesnakes or traveling (reference Welcome to My World blog of my peep D) or getting "INKed" at the local Tattoo parlor (reference to my peep L's blog) so my blog has probably been a bit tame by comparison.  Here in Snoozerville, we have been living boring, average lives.    Its so tame here that we have been watching Care Bear marathons and watching the tomatoes and cucumbers grow in the back yard.....Our biggest concern of the day is whether to turn on the sprinkler or hope for rain.....&lt;br /&gt;The kids are even getting bored with the humdrum life.  Today, we have to go looking for adventure.....I don't know where that will take us, but I'll let you know if we make it out of Snoozerville.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for the worrying parents who called 3 TIMES their first day away from their furrbaby!...He's FINE!  He is getting more attention than he can stand.  He DID get in trouble last night.  He decided to harrass Brownzilla by barking at him and chasing him around his cage (Sammy was on the OUTSIDE, Brownie was on the INSIDE but he was chasing him nonetheless)  He got warned several times that if he kept sticking his nose in the cage, it might get bit but being six months old and not too well versed on the subtleties of the English language, he refused to heed the warnings.  We finally resorted to placing him in his cage for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny, my husband placed him in the cage and said, now you are locked up too, that'll teach you.. I think I heard Brownzilla say "Nah, nah,  nahnahnah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3564592340163792010?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3564592340163792010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3564592340163792010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3564592340163792010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3564592340163792010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/snoozerville-update.html' title='Snoozerville Update....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-1316717334112695945</id><published>2008-06-20T09:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:48:16.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Furry babysitting....</title><content type='html'>Ok, you know how I wanted a dog?  That desire has now left....My furry nephew came for a visit while his parents are on a trip.  My girl has been counting the days for three months now for this visit.  He always seemed so calm when he visited before but I have found out that this was because he was intimidated by the new place.  Once he got comfortable with his surroundings last night and the kids were in bed....Sammy decided to show is true spazzed out, hyper puppy personality.  He was all over my husband and I trying to entice us to play with him.  He was yapping and doing everything in his power for some serious playtime.    This morning he is back to his normal self, I think the kids overwhelm him so he stays pretty calm but when its just the adults, he decides that its his time to play.  I have now lost the urge for a puppy.   Its kind of like when you finally get your kids past the point of infancy and when you hold a baby, you want another one but then you actually babysit for a while and realize, its nice to send them home.....It the same way with puppysitting.   Anyway, I think I will be ready for my sis and BIL to come and get him on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that next week is a busy one for us?  We have Vacation Bible School at church all week,   we have swim practice at night on Tues and Thurs, we have Sammy until Tuesday, we are trying to squeeze in a Water park visit with the peeps and we have a birthday party for my nephew on Saturday and another commitment on Sunday....Busy Busy!!! It will be fun for the kiddos though, THEY like running all over the place all week long.  I am sure I will be dragging by the weekend.   I am planning on a slow, quiet weekend this week to build my strength for the upcoming week.  Hope you have a great one!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1316717334112695945?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1316717334112695945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1316717334112695945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1316717334112695945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1316717334112695945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/furry-babysitting.html' title='Furry babysitting....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2205591681269481608</id><published>2008-06-18T07:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:15:07.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the sun....</title><content type='html'>My kids have been wanting to go to the local water park for a while now so I shot out an email to the Peeps to see if anyone would join us.  My so called "Peeps" all bailed on me, they had other plans or tattoos to keep covered up or some such nonsense....My SIL and the cousins don't have passes this year (and she has injured her back, keep her in your prayers please...) so we ventured forth alone.....We actually had a great time.  The kids set the pace for the day and it was a beautiful day and the park was not very crowded.  We discovered that one area of the park had been redone and at first the kids were disappointed but soon discovered that the changes were much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;They took out some of the slides that I considered too dangerous and replaced them with some new ones that my daughter tried out and loved!  They also revamped this obstacle course feature that was way too difficult for her and made it more kid friendly.  We got our obligatory Churro (a long stick type thing of crispy on the outside, chewy on the inside fried dough dipped in cinnamon and sugar, just in case you did not know)  on the way out and got home before the traffic got to bad.  All in all, a fun time.  We missed having the peeps or cousins but we still had a great time.  And this pasty girl (LOL, inside joke, sorry) only got slightly scorched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is going to be catchup day on the laundry (a waterpark visit ALWAYS creates tons of it), cleaning and stuff.  Tomorrow, my nephew (the furry one) Sammy is coming for a stay while his parents are on a trip.  My daughter has been counting down the days for months now and is so excited that it is finally here tomorrow.  She just can't wait to have a dog for four whole days!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Sammy will survive, missing his mom and dad for the week.   They have spoiled him shamelessly for months now.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2205591681269481608?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2205591681269481608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2205591681269481608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2205591681269481608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2205591681269481608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-144035482373142456</id><published>2008-06-16T11:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:23:36.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice to book club peeps....</title><content type='html'>Girls, I finished the book!  I am going to the library today to see if they have some of her other books since I am too cheap to buy another right now.    We have a library trip planned for today anyway.   The kids are excited about going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no amusing anecdotes or stories for today's post.  We went to church yesterday and out to lunch at my daughter and husband's favorite restaurant...Texas Roadhouse.  Not my favorite though.  The food is good but I have real issues with the peanut shells on the floor.  Anyone who knows me, knows that it is almost painful for me to see that mess and not clean it up.  I found myself (as we waited for 45 mins!), using my feet to clean the spot around the area that we were sitting....I would have paid for a shop-vac to start cleaning the mess.....It is sad to be this sick....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they enjoyed it and then we went to the pet store for a visit.  I say a visit because we did not need to buy anything, my kids just wanted to look at the animals....I think my son thinks its a miniature zoo.....And then we went to see Papa and Nana for Father's day.  We took Papa his favorite, peanuts from Texas Roadhouse and a card with the real gift inside.   The kiddos had fun exploring the Nana and Papa Nature Preserve....Apparently all the grandkids think that is what their backyard is.  My niece and nephews and kids explore it with the thoroughness of scientists.  They have collected seeds, bugs and have observed nature at its best in Nana and Papa's backyard.  Yesterday my two had a blast looking at spider webs, birds nests and checking out the garden.  They also got into Papa's trailer and collected a variety of nuts, bolts and washers.  You would have thought they were finding gold.  Finally we went home for some icecream and then off to bed.  It was a full day.  I later discover the unexpected gift of nature all over my legs, arms and the knuckles of my toes.....What on Earth is she talking about, you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito bites.  I spent the entire evening itching and there is no worse spot to get a mosquito bite than on the knuckle of your toes or finger.&lt;br /&gt;So, that is our weekend in a nutshell...Hope you had a wonderful Father's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-144035482373142456?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/144035482373142456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=144035482373142456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/144035482373142456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/144035482373142456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/notice-to-book-club-peeps.html' title='Notice to book club peeps....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-366858022051867545</id><published>2008-06-15T09:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T09:50:31.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind as a bat.....or maybe its a mole......</title><content type='html'>Hi there!   Yesterday was the day of our big, exciting optometrist appointment.  It was SO much fun! My girl did great.  She was very co-operative and it did not hurt that the  Dr was young, very cute and very nice AND had his doggy at work with him in his office (we found this out because we had to walk past it on the way to the restroom).  It was a sweet old bassett hound (Scrappy D, i thought of you!) named Eiserman (get it EYE zer man....) he had droopy eyes and droopy ears and was just as cute as can be.   I think my girl realized that any guy who was too kindhearted to leave his doggy at home alone on a Saturday morning, had to be a nice guy.   He was probably about 30 years old and was wearing jeans and a tight polo which showed how built he was and was just gorgeous.  You could almost imagine the six pack under there.....I am sure his life partner was just so proud....yes, my GAY-dar was set off....he was just too nice and too stylishly dressed and well.....'nuff said 'bout that!  Anyway, my girl did great.  She is slightly far sighted and may have to get glasses in the future but he said that he did not want to saddle her with them since she was so beautiful (YES. he said that!) and it was not affecting her reading but that we would keep an eye on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually went first but when I told him that I had been having pink eye symptoms off and on all Spring and that I thought maybe it was allergies, he said he would take a look.  He put a variety of eye drops in my eyes ( I felt like he was making a witch's brew in my eye sockets, there were so many) and then I had to wait until they took effect/affect (not sure of the proper word there..). So after he was done with my girl, it was my turn again.  I had an eye infection in both eyes AND the eye doctor I saw last year had totally messed up my prescription.  He said that he normally would never say anything negative about another doctor but this guy had really messed up.....NICE HUH?  Anywho, he gave me a prescription for some more drops and changed my glass prescription.   I left the exam room...blind as a bat.  I could not see very well at all and I was expected to pick out frames??? oh and drive home???  So I called my DH and told him my predicament and then went to pick out frames....I was truly at the mercy of this 20 something girl...I mean "Optician" who basically picked them for me and then I  picked out frames for new sunglasses...now these I could see a little better since they had tinted lenses which blocked out the glaring light in my uber-dilated eyes...So $417 later (thats two pair of glasses and two eye exams AFTER insurance) which was pretty good since every set of frames in the office were marked Tommy Hilfiger, Dolce &amp;amp; Gabanna,  Anne Klein, Prada.....I am not sure which one I got...I think the cheapest designer there was probably Guess and Fossil.....Anyway, when you see my in my new glasses (which will be here in about 2 weeks), you may say, WOW that is one cutting edge FASHIONISTA.....or you may say, WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT ALMOST 40 YEAR OLD THINKING?  And I will only have to say....I was blind at the time.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-366858022051867545?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/366858022051867545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=366858022051867545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/366858022051867545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/366858022051867545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/blind-as-bator-maybe-its-mole.html' title='Blind as a bat.....or maybe its a mole......'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7448323318138921837</id><published>2008-06-13T16:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:14:27.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another weekend is here....</title><content type='html'>Its Friday again and the weekend is here.  We are expecting the cousins any minute for a playdate and dinner.  The kids are looking out the window every couple of minutes to see if they are here yet.  I am sure the kids will have a late night tonight with their buddies here.  Both of them were up at 4 stinkin' 30 this morning.  I put my foot down  around 12:30 and said that in order to see their cousins, they HAD to take a nap or I was going to have some ornery kids.   Piece of advice...Never take your kids to a playdate knowing that they are time bombs ready to go off....There will be lots of tears, yelling and temper tantrums and your kids will probably act up too.....&lt;br /&gt;My girl and I have appointments tomorrow for eye exams.  Her first one and my 20th or so.  I am seriously looking forward to getting new glasses.  This pair has not been my fave.  I am also planning on getting prescription sunglasses and contacts.....not a cheap day, I am sure.  We have spent a lot lately on stuff like tires, school supplies, stuff for the wedding and all.  It is turning out to be an expensive year.   Well, that is all the updating I have for now.  Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7448323318138921837?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7448323318138921837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7448323318138921837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7448323318138921837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7448323318138921837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-weekend-is-here.html' title='Another weekend is here....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-15349202370848926</id><published>2008-06-12T12:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:56:25.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Quality advisories.....</title><content type='html'>Don't you remember back in the good old days when we stayed in all summer because there were Air Quality advisories or Ozone alerts.....NO?  Me either!  Will I have stay in with my asthmatic child also summer huddling in the corner hoping to protect her from breathing in the toxic air? &lt;br /&gt;We went to my SIL's on Tuesday to spend the day in their pool (yes, I did venture in even with the memory of  my waterfall experience from the day before!).  We put on sunblock to protect us from sunburn and UV rays,  the little guys put on life jackets so they would not drown, we watched them carefully afterwards to make sure they weren't going to "Dry Drown" (a real term, look it up!  My SIL saw a lady on a news show whose son had died hours after swimming from dry drowning, scary stuff!) and then on the way home, my daughter starts experiencing a pretty bad asthma attack brought on by the bad air quality from the forest fires in the area (and yes that was fires plural).  For the last few days, they have been issuing advisories for the elderly and those with breathing problems to stay inside due to the smoke in the air.  We had to skip a planned trip to the water park the next day with our friends because she just wasn't back up to snuff yet.  When does it stop?  We want to wrap our kids in cotton to protect them and then find out that cotton is toxic or it was made in China and has been made with asbestos instead of cotton.....I know this is an exageration but it seems that raising kids in today's world is a mine field.  You try to avoid one problem only to get blown up by another one. &lt;br /&gt;The book my peeps and I are reading now has also brought this subject to the forefront of my mind.  I will not go into it any more than that since many of my peeps read this and have not yet started the book, but if you get a chance and are looking for a good summer read, buy "Nineteen Minutes" by Jodie Picoult.   It is the first book I have read by her but it is very good so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for those of you wondering....we have not made any progress with our stubborn little man in the potty training department.  He is still wetting  and then saying he need to go potty.&lt;br /&gt;I have not given up hope yet.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-15349202370848926?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/15349202370848926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=15349202370848926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/15349202370848926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/15349202370848926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/air-quality-advisories.html' title='Air Quality advisories.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6289526081782748281</id><published>2008-06-10T08:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:19:27.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture this.....please don't laugh too hard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SE58HL9TBwI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dkiMqOI2znk/s1600-h/waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvIghKmZfDs/SE58HL9TBwI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dkiMqOI2znk/s400/waterfall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210238281825060610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;DISCLAIMER:  The above picture is for visual stimulation to put you into the right frame of mind for the following story and is not a photo of the actual event....Thankyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful, hot day.  My neighbor has one of those quickset pools with the blown-up ring and the soft sides that has a pump.  Its a pretty large pool and she had told me that we were welcome anytime to play in said pool while she was at work.  Yesterday, I thought it would be a wonderful treat to take the munchkins next door for an hour or so of sun and fun.  It started off nice enough.  My DD was swimming, my DS was playing with some pool toys and I was floating on a floating lounger.....It was great.  I was seriously considering telling my husband that regardless of what he thought of the damage it would do to the grass and the pain of the upkeep, we were getting one!   That's when IT happened.  I had gotten off the lounger and was playing with my kids when my son fell back against me and in the process of catching him I slipped too.  The side of the pool collapsed and he and I rode the wave into the yard on my backside.  We were in shock.  We didn't know what hit us.  I am thankful that I rode out on a wave because this old body dropping 3 feet to the ground may have left me in traction for a month but the water cushioned the fall.    I hopped off the ground as quickly as possible and immediately tried to lift the side of the pool so that hundreds of gallons of water would STOP flowing out of it.  I felt terrible!  We had broken my neighbors pool!.  I did get the side back up and then started adding more water back fully intending to explain what happened to my neighbor.  My son kept saying , "I want to ride the waterfall again!!!!"  He thought it was on purpose! He loved this new ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors daughter came home and came outside.  The first thing out of her mouth when she saw that the hose was in the pool "Did the pool collapse again?"  I was so relieved.  We did not break their pool.  Apparently it had happened the day before too and that it was not set on completely flat ground which made it more likely to collapse.  When she got home, we helped my neighbor move it to another part of the yard and reset it.  After our adventure down the waterfall, I decided to skip the quick set pool in our backyard.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6289526081782748281?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6289526081782748281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6289526081782748281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6289526081782748281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6289526081782748281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://www.godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=ee73e63418003b47d7d5" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube_video" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-1290877982149250892?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1290877982149250892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=1290877982149250892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1290877982149250892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/1290877982149250892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/amazing-videoplease-watch.html' title='An amazing video.....Please watch....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-8546483036637134884</id><published>2008-06-09T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:59:13.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=05c43c4a45097cde5c07" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-8546483036637134884?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8546483036637134884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=8546483036637134884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8546483036637134884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/8546483036637134884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/beautiful-bird.html' title='Beautiful Bird'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6431420883152671783</id><published>2008-06-09T07:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:14:32.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew, its hot!</title><content type='html'>Man oh Man, did Summer hit with a bang this weekend.  The temps were over 100 degrees.  We were very busy with the Richmond Children's Museum and the home school convention.  It was very productive though.  I purchased almost all of my girls curriculum for first grade and got to look at even more.  It is amazing the number of options there are to educate you child at home.  My husband and kids were really into this one stall that featured Science related stuff.  It had a ton of fun science projects to teach things like electricity and...well all kinds of stuff.  We went to dinner afterwards with a good friend but my kids were disappointed that she left her munchkins at home.&lt;br /&gt;We got home about 10 pm and got the kids to bed, yes they were still awake even after their busy day. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church and a picnic afterwards.  But it was way too hot.  The church's playground set is in the sand out in the sun.  The slide and swings were too hot and all of the kids take off their shoes to play usually (because nothing is more uncomfortable than a shoe full of sand), but the sand was so hot that it would blister your feet.  We stayed for a while but the adults were pretty uncomfortable in church clothes in 100 plus degree temperatures.  Then it was home into the A/C for the rest of the day.  Yesterday was definitely one of those days that I wish we would join a pool for the summer.  But they are so expensive.  The one in our neighbor is $400 for the summer and that is just us and the kids.  Since my brother is an adult and not our child, he would have to have a separate membership.  That just stinks!  Its the same way at the YMCA.  You pay $65 per month and then we would have to pay another $40 for him.  It seems no one wants to give a break the mentally handicapped.  Like he has an extra $40 per month out of his $400 per month government check?  How many people do you know that can live on $400 per month?  If he did not live with us, he could not make it.   Now if you go into an institutional home,  they get thousands of dollars a month to take care of you but if you live with your family, you get a tenth of that.  Makes tons of sense right? Sorry, I got off on a rant about the way our state treats the mentally handicapped.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now its Monday.  We have one more session of school testing to do and then the day is wide open.....can't wait til the peepettes get out of school!!! Then we can get together with them and go to the local water park.   Hope your day is a good one and keep cool!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6431420883152671783?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6431420883152671783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6431420883152671783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6431420883152671783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6431420883152671783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/whew-its-hot.html' title='Whew, its hot!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2137221961324394383</id><published>2008-06-06T09:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:02:13.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 of potty training.....</title><content type='html'>Still a no go with the boy.  He just does want to get with the program.  But we are still trying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is upon us.   We have plans for a change.  Tomorrow is the Home school conference and resource fair.  We are going to look at the different curriculum that are available.  We also plan to take the kids to the Children's Museum while we are there.  Sunday is church and a picnic afterwards.  Busy weekend but hopefully lots of fun for the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get going.  We are doing our testing yesterday and today and I need to get my girl started.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2137221961324394383?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2137221961324394383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2137221961324394383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2137221961324394383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2137221961324394383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-3-of-potty-training.html' title='Day 3 of potty training.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-3510306955812015188</id><published>2008-06-05T08:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:41:24.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Timer, The Spiderman and The Bathroom.....Day 2 of the Chronicles of  Pottyville</title><content type='html'>Well, today is day 2 of potty training.....Day one? a big fat bust!  We went through 8 pair of undies and I have more wet spots on my carpet than if we had a whole litter of puppies in residence.  I set the timer but we NEVER made it to the alarm before he was  either wet or worse....I have never seen any child "go" as often as my boy! We NEVER once got a drop in the actual potty!   Of course he drinks like a fish but still.....  He did come to me every single time to let me know.   He would say, I got to go potty! but he had already gone.  The timer was set for 30 mins yesterday....maybe 10 or 15 would be better and we can move up as we go.....I don't know but in case you wondered what I am doing today?  Laundry, Laundry and more Laundry.....I am spot cleaning the carpet until the weekend and then will haul out the shampooer.  If this timer thing doesn't start showing some results, I will have to sit him on the potty and make him sit all day.....Yeah! THAT will happen.  Anyway, that is the update on the potty front....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-3510306955812015188?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3510306955812015188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=3510306955812015188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3510306955812015188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/3510306955812015188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/timer-spiderman-and-bathroomday-2-of.html' title='The Timer, The Spiderman and The Bathroom.....Day 2 of the Chronicles of  Pottyville'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-6970046394027198405</id><published>2008-06-04T11:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:05:31.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to put away the oars and put up the sails.....</title><content type='html'>And coast a little.....It has been a busy couple of days.   The kids and I need a day at home with no commitments, no appointments and time to relax.   I have ordered my girls official end of the year grade level testing and it should come in the next day or so.  We will be doing that for either one or two days depending on how long it is.   In our state, you do not have to submit test results to the school superintendent until the grade they start once they are six years old (meaning they have to be six by Sept of that school year).  We just want to make sure that I didn't mess her up too bad this year, lol.    She did another mini skills test on her Jump Start First Grade program and tested on a third grade level on much of it but we want to make sure this was accurate.  The California Achievement test is very specific on administrating the test so it takes away that natural parental compulsion to "help" them.  You are instructed verbatim what to say.  Now of course, if you were being dishonest and wanting to boost their scores you could but what would the point be?   I know that as a home schooling parent, I want to make sure she is learning, not that I know enough to score on at least a fifth grade level. (I HOPE!, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My joints are aching today!  I had my volleyball league tournament last night.  My team had already won first place for the Spring season and last night we also won the tournament.  So our big reward will be TWO t-shirts.   That worked out though because my DH's team (they play on Thursdays) finished in 3rd place and unless they win the tournament, starting tonight, he would not get a t-shirt this season.  Now, you might say, what's the big deal?  Its just a stinkin' tshirt, but now that we are getting older and these joints and knees just aren't what they use to be,  we may not be playing many more seasons, especially this girl.  I ache all week long after playing one night.  As my great granny use to say, "My Rheumatism is flairing up".   That was just an oldtimers way of saying their joints were hurting.  Now that more and more people are being diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis, which is much worse than the general, run of the mill arthritis, I don't think you hear it much anymore.  I am thankful that I do not have that.  I have a peep and an uncle that have RA and with all the meds  they have to take, and the pain they have, it makes mine look like a walk in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kiddos got great checkups at the dentist yesterday.  He said that my girl's teeth were well spaced and straight and she would most likely not need braces.  My son's are too early to tell but they were very clean and no signs of decay.  He did a great job getting them cleaned considering he just turned three.  I am trying to convince him that he is a big boy now and need to use the potty.  He keeps saying "No Fankyou!"   I am pushing the issue since we are planning on being home for the next few days.  He has on big boy undies and I am setting an alarm to take him to the potty every 30 mins.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you up to date on the progress....We'll call it the Chronicles of Pottyville.   Tomorrow will be the first installment.....I think I'll call it  "The Timer, the Spiderman (his undies)  and the Bathroom"  and then next could be "Prince CasPEEan"....Or we could call it "Harry Pooper and the Porcelian Throne".......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-6970046394027198405?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6970046394027198405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=6970046394027198405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6970046394027198405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/6970046394027198405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-put-away-oars-and-put-up-sails.html' title='Time to put away the oars and put up the sails.....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2852629440239905412</id><published>2008-06-03T08:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:04:52.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownzilla update since he is the STAR!</title><content type='html'>Brownie has guinea pig fleas, or the equivalent.  They say that he probably had them from the time we bought him, as most pet store piggies are infested with them and that they just became a problem recently.  They looked him over, sold me a supply of Revolution (a flea controller for dogs/cats in the puppy/kitten strength) and said to completely clean his cage and sanitize it (even though I just did on Saturday) and retreat in 2 weeks.  They also clipped his nails.  So $110 dollars later...yeah you read it right....we walked out of the vets.  Brownie's nail clipping was $19.96.  He got a 20 dollar pedicure!   I have never even had a pedicure and my guinea pig got a $20 one!!!!  His visit was $50, his meds were $40.  I would have thought they would include the nail clipping in the office visit since she spent less than 2 mins in the room.  Ok, nuff whining, my grandson is worth it.  Hopefully he will be itch free soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go get ready to take the kiddos to the dentist.  Cleanings all around.  We'll see how well mom and dad have been brushing and if those skittles that my girl loves so much is doing any damage.  Then its off to Wally world.  I hate going with the munchkins but since we will be less than a mile from one and gas is so high, I will have to suck it up, put on my big girl britches and take care of the job at hand.   Have a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2852629440239905412?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2852629440239905412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2852629440239905412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2852629440239905412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2852629440239905412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/brownzilla-update-since-he-is-star.html' title='Brownzilla update since he is the STAR!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-2184675645858959421</id><published>2008-06-02T08:20:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:24:24.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why shouldn't you tell jokes while ice skating?....It might CRACK UP!</title><content type='html'>This is silly but it thrilled me to hear it.  My 6 year old has FINALLY learned the art of joke telling.  She has been telling jokes for years now every since she hear a knock knock joke on a kids television show.  She has made up thousands of jokes that make absolutely NO SENSE and she just didn't get it.  We, of course, had to laugh, it IS in the Parents Handbook (page 42, number 7432--You must laugh hysterically at every joke your child tells regardless of rather it is funny or not.).   Today she actually told jokes that made sense and I could actually LAUGH!   Here is a sample and she nailed them....What kind of dog tells time?  A WATCHdog!....What kind of animal lives on your head?  A HARE!!  What kind of dog loves to take a bath?....A ShamPOODLE!!!...Now, you may say these are corny but when your six year old tells them out of the blue after years of nonsense jokes, you would be impressed too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are taking Brownie to the vet.  His very first visit but he has be nipping us lately when we hold him and he has a patch of hair missing and the wonderful internet tells us that he may have mites on his skin and that is making him uncomfortable.  So its off to the vet for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;My daughter who has been watching BINDI, the Jungle girl (a show featuring Steve Irwin's daughter), said CRIKEY! We need to get him treated immediately.  She is quite impressed and a big  fan of Bindi Irwin.  She wants to move to Australia and help her on her show.    My girl has always been a big animal lover and the fact that another little girl gets to actually live with them and help take care of them is amazing to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's our main priority for the day.  We also need to run a few other errands.  Hope your day is a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-2184675645858959421?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2184675645858959421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=2184675645858959421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2184675645858959421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/2184675645858959421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-shouldnt-you-tell-jokes-while-ice.html' title='Why shouldn&apos;t you tell jokes while ice skating?....It might CRACK UP!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-7552232084259652762</id><published>2008-05-31T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:51:29.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday......YEAH!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey there! Today is Saturday.  I slept in til 8 am!!! I remember a time where sleeping in on Saturday meant I rolled out of  bed at noon but now sleeping in is til 8.  SAD!!! That's what motherhood does for you girls.  Its not for the faint of heart, let me tell you. &lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, my dental appointment went just dandy yesterday.  I got a clean check-up.   I also found out that my kiddos have an appointment for cleanings on Tuesday and I had completely forgotten about it.  So next week is filling up too.  &lt;br /&gt;We got our new tires yesterday.  It wasn't quite as bad as originally thought.  ONLY $570!  Apparently Michelin was offering a $60 instant rebate and the tires weren't quite as expensive as we originally thought. &lt;br /&gt;The weather is looking like a great day is shaping up.  Yardwork to do, errands to run, kids to entertain (grumpy, tired kids because we didn't get home from our one hour babysitting visit at the cousins until 11:30 last night, TOLD YOU SO!)  Looks like summer is arriving this week.  My brother said the forecast is for really warm weather all week.   Our peepettes (those are the peeps kids) will be getting out of school soon so we are really looking forward to summer fun in the sun.  &lt;br /&gt;Ok,  like my peep D says, this is a SNOOZERVILLE post.   My life is not all fun and games you know.  Well, better let you get back to your exciting lives!  Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-7552232084259652762?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7552232084259652762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=7552232084259652762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7552232084259652762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/7552232084259652762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/saturdayyeah.html' title='Saturday......YEAH!!!!'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-5940072720825958847</id><published>2008-05-30T08:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:29:17.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to make my semi-annual pilgrimage to the dental hygenist....</title><content type='html'>I am a weirdo, I know it.  I actually love getting my teeth cleaned.   Don't get me wrong, I hate setting aside an hour of time to do it, I hate having to sit still in a chair for it and it can be uncomfortable, but I love the feel of clean teeth.   I have also come to look forward to a hour of peace and quiet while I get to sit still not have kids asking for something.&lt;br /&gt;My kiddos will be at their favorite place to visit (besides Disney or something), with their cousins.&lt;br /&gt;They are banking on the fact that a one hour babysitting visit will turn into an all day event.  I am sure all 5 of them are plotting and planning now on how to extend the time together.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is going to be an expensive one.  We are having to buy new tires for our van.  It is a real shame that after 25,000 miles, the tires are shot.  That is the one downside we have found so far to our Sienna.  It has been a wonderful vehicle and has not caused us a moment of grief in the two years we have owned it.  My dh has already priced the tires and the new ones will be almost $700.  YOUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I remember a time when I was younger and single that $700 was a new car for me.  (Not a new car but a new to me car).   If I had had to buy $700 in new tires back then, I would have junked it and found another car.    So, I guess you know where our tax incentive check is going.  Well that and the fact that my sweet family bought me a new camcorder for Mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why I am not putting any videos on, well that would entail having my kids faces on the internet and that is a big NO NO for my DH.  I guess I could video their feet but that would not be entertaining.  My daughter is asking for a new Brownzilla episode to be filmed on it, so maybe......&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-5940072720825958847?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5940072720825958847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=5940072720825958847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5940072720825958847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5940072720825958847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-to-make-my-semi-annual-pilgrimage.html' title='Time to make my semi-annual pilgrimage to the dental hygenist....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109330580128280978.post-5385848574488915281</id><published>2008-05-28T14:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:04:55.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick post....</title><content type='html'>Today's post is not going to be long cause I gots to get me a shower before my SIL gets here.  We are heading out for our oh so FABU time of dress shopping, JOY!!!   Actually, I enjoy anytime I spend with my SIL and my extended kiddos, my niece and nephews, but this is pushing it. &lt;br /&gt;Just in case you wondered, my Wii fit age yesterday was 36, GO GIRL!!!! but todays was 51, stinkin' game!  Yes I have actually used it 6 days in a row!  I am really liking this yoga thing too.  I feel more limber than before.   One of the aerobic exercises on it is hula hooping.  What a trip.  I haven't moved my substantial hips that much since I was ten.  But let me tell you, I can get 5 hoops going and keep them going for 3 straight minutes.  Now, let me just clarify that with the fact that I seriously doubt I could actually even get one real hula hoop going but.....well, its the small victories in life at this age that bring me joy.    I also have been doing a step routine with it and boxing and it has been fun.   The kids like it too.  Well, that is all I have for you today but I hope I have left you with the mental image of this oh so hot, 39 year old mother of two twirling 5 virtual hula hoops while standing on a small rectangular board in front of the tv.....HMMM on second thought...DELETE&lt; DELETE&lt; DELETE.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109330580128280978-5385848574488915281?l=lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5385848574488915281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109330580128280978&amp;postID=5385848574488915281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5385848574488915281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109330580128280978/posts/default/5385848574488915281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithmykidsandothermisadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-quick-post.html' title='Just a quick post....'/><author><name>gottablogmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936715004785918621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0COedsPH_c/TZClrzTy6QI/AAAAAAAAAmI/UtMaY_UahqU/s220/020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
