I'm a Loser

So, here is a little story about me and what a loser I am. Yesterday morning after running on our treadmill I went to the fridge to get some water. (for those of you that don't know, I am a water snob and only drink bottled water, I'll gag if it's not. I know-lame). Anyways, I open the fridge to find no more water. Dang- I'll have to go out to the car to get some. That's when I realize I already took off my tennis shoes. I'm lazy and just slip on a pair of dress shoes sitting by the front door. I peek outside, is anyone going to see me in my stylin workout clothes (tank top and shorts) and dress shoes. There's only a million people flying down the busy street to the side of our house. Hopefully none of them will notice me. As fast as I can I start running for the van.
On the way I notice one of the construction workers from next door sitting in his car. Crap- he has definitely seen me. I open the back of the van and decide not to just take one bottle of water but the whole case, as I grab it the plastic wrapping rips and water bottles start rolling everywhere. I can't believe this is happening. At this point all I want to do is Abort mission and run back into the house, but that would look even more stupid.
So I'm bending over trying to recover all the bottles when I see the worker walking up to me. Now I'm really stressed, I've just remembered I still have black eyes from my makeup (I usually wash them off after my shower). I look up and try to pretend that, A. I'm not wearing dress shoes with my workout cloths, B. I don't look like a freak with big black eyes, and C. I don't feel like a complete loser chasing bottles around. Then he goes on to ask if he can come over and work on something with our windows. I can't quite concentrate on what he is saying because I'm still thinking about me. He asks when a good time to come over would be, and I tell him, "I'm about to jump in the shower, so give me a half hour but I'll be home all day." I was thinking he wanted to come in and install the hardware on our new windows. Well, a while later he came over and started working outside on one of our back windows. Apparently he was just worried about making to much noise and didn't want to come in. So he was probably wondering why he had to wait for me to take my shower before he could start making noise. I wanted to go explain the whole misunderstanding but decided that would be even weirder. I don't' know if that made any sense but that point is I'm a loser and will probably be a little more careful before my next emergency trip to the van.

Our own little chef?

Lately Lydia has really been into helping in the kitchen. It was really cute at first, but I starting to worry this could get really annoying (I'm a mean mom).If I spend anytime in the kitchen she is right there with me. She pulls out her little stool and asks "What you makin." I just hope it will all pay off and she can start cooking family dinners when she's, like ten. Grayson likes to tease her and say she's not a real baker, cook or chef. It makes her really mad. So far she is showing all kinds of signs that she will be the responsible older sister who thinks she is in charge of everything. Great for me, not so great for future siblings. For now I'll try not to get annoyed and teach her all I know about cooking, which isn't much.

GRAYSON'S SUPER PARTY

Grayson celebrated his 5th Birthday with a superhero party. It was so fun to have all his friends over. We had to import some boys since there aren't any in our area. At the party we trained the kids to be superheros with different activities. Just before having cake and ice cream we told all the kids that a bad guy "The Hungry Hairy Hunter" was coming to try and steal Grayson's cake. We told them they would need to use their new skills to stop the Hairy Hunter, and then armed them with silly string as their weapon. When the Hungry Hunter came half the kids loved attacking him with the string and the other half were scared for their life, it was pretty funny. We didn't mean for it to be so scary. After he left we had him come back without his mask on to show the kids it was just Grayson's uncle chad (who happens to be a very nice guy). They all seamed to be okay once they saw he wasn't really a bad guy. Below is a video of the attack.

HAPPY 5th BIRTHDAY GRAYSON!

HAPPY 1/2 BIRTHDAY!

Kate is 6 months old today. I can't believe it. Wow time flies when you have three kids. She has been such a joy. She has been our smiliest baby. So many times I'll be running around and glance over to make sure she's okay, and there she is smiling away almost laughing at my craziness. She loves to be part of the action and won't let us leave her alone in a room. As long as she's with the family she's a happy girl. We just hope the next six months go just as well.

WHO DO I LOOK LIKE?

Everyone is always asking who Kate looks the most like.We've had a hard time deciding. You tell us, does she look more like her Mommy or Daddy?

JUST CALL ME

But not the kind you think, my life isn't in perfect order, with perfect kids and home. It's quite the opposite. In preparation for Grayson's upcoming superhero birthday party, I was doing some research on all the superheros and discovered, Oh my Gosh, I have some super powers of my own. Here are a few.
* Supersonic Hearing- It's amazing how I can hear the smallest sounds at a great distance, like my baby crying or a phone ringing. Sometimes I find it even more amazing that I can tune some of the loudest noises out, like my older kids crying or screaming.
*Ability to sense trouble or predict when a situation is about to go very bad. Even if it's in another room.
*I'm fluent in languages others have never heard before. The down part to this power is I get stuck translating a lot. Now that I've had my third baby I am amazed at how well I am able to understand Kate's different cries.
*It's been years since I ran track but I can still out run my runaway toddlers (It can be fast for a tired momma).
*Amazing reflexes- I can be doing three things at once and still catch a falling pacifier, cup of juice, or even baby.
*I am the keeper of Time Out. I am still amazed that I have the power to tell my kids they are in Time Out and they will stay where ever I put them.
*And my favorite, I have a magical kiss that somehow makes everything all-better.

It's official, I'm a Soccer Mom!

So, I've had some kids, I have a van, I run around all day, but I still felt silly calling myself a "Soccer Mom" since I didn't actually have a child playing soccer. But, now I do. Grayson just started soccer and LOVES it. His first game was last Saturday and it was hilarious. If you haven't ever watched a soccer game with kids under five you need to, it was so funny. Basically all the kids were huddled around chasing the ball. If the ball went out of bounds they would just keep chasing and kicking. Grayson, for some strange reason kept falling down, about every 30 seconds. I think he was just being dramatic about running into the other kids. At one point he almost made a goal for the other team. It was great fun.

I'm an aunt again!

Tami and Joseph have a new baby girl, Audrey. Isn't she so cute. I am so excited for their family and wish I could be in Maryland to help my sister. She was born August 27th. I can't wait to see her in person (hopefully next month).

Things to be Grateful For

Okay, I'm having one of those stressed out- I can't believe I have three kids days. Lydia and Grayson both started preschool today. You would think this would be great, maybe I could get a break. But in my great wisdom I have them going to different schools on different sides of the Valley. I spent the day running around trying to get places on time, but didn't. My poor kids are just going to have to get used to being the last kid to be picked up. Anyways after many other stressful moments and many more failings, I've decided I better just focus on what I am grateful for today.

My minivan.

I can't imagine loading and unloading all three kids several times a day in anything but a minivan. It's not much to look at but I love it.

Kate's ability to spend hours in her carseat.

I don't know why I've been so lucky to have such good babies.

99 cent nuggets and a drive thru window.

No getting out of the car, no cooking, need I say more.

Diet Coke.

I can't live without it.

Jared's surprise- he's dropping a class!

Jared found out today that he doesn't need one of his three night classes. And best of all it's his class that he drives to Logan for.