Tagged

I've been tagged. Actually i've been tagged twice and I have been so busy I haven't had time to post. The Second tag was "Your 4th picture in your 4th file"

This is Cooper, Kiran, and Kellen having a popsicle after some serious water sliding. It was actually my second picture in this file because there were only two. It makes me want the warm weather back. I want to tag Molly, Abbey, and Bonny.

The first tag I got was called 8 things.

8 TV shows I like

1. House

2.Criminal Minds

3.CSI (just the original)

4.Mythbusters

5.Amazing Race

6.Reba

7.Monk

8.Anything that is not UFC or Spongebob

8 things that happened yesterday

1.I got out of bed

2.I made a baby quilt for my friend Kristy

3.We went to church

4.I actually got Cooper to go to Nursery

5.I tried to stay awake in Relief Society

6. I did not have a Pepsi

7. I did not have to cook dinner, it was my aunts turn.

8. I got another bad headache.

8 favorite places to eat

1.Texas Roadhouse

2.Sizzler

3.Chili's

4.Pizza Factory

5.Mi Rancherito

6.Ruby River

7.Sensuous Sandwich

8.Rumbi Grill

8 things i'm looking forward to

1.Having all the quilts in my sewing room done. HA! HA!

2.Summer

3.Thanksgiving

4.Having trees in my yard

5.Making a headboard for my bed

6. Yes, Christmas, I love to give gifts

7. Seeing my newest neice next weekend

8.Sleeping tonight (hopefully without a headache)

8 things on my wish list

1.Getting my kids to pick up without yelling

2.My husband to help me with our ward Xmas party

3.Getting out of debt

4. Finishing my basement

5.A new suburban

6.No more headaches

7.My dog Jersey to have puppies

8. A whole day to sew without interuption.

8 People I tag

Lola, Angel, Lynsey, Diana, Rachel, Heidi, Abbey, and Joanna.

What a week

Have you ever just wondered if your life is going to get better. I guess I really just mean calmer.
On Sunday my Great Grandma Huff passed away. She was 96!! For more about her visit my cousins blog http://rnbwilkinson.blogspot.com/ So we have a funeral this week. Then Yesterday we found out my dear hubby has to have surgery. A few weeks ago he was really, really sick. I know this because he has only missed maybe 5 days of work, due to illness, in our 14 years of marriage. This man goes to work while puking even. Three of these sick days were taken in a row in that few weeks ago that he was soooo sick. After many tests and a trip to the hospital, they have figured out that he has gall stones. My hubby does not like to go to the doctor. He does not like the fact of going in for surgery. It took some serious talking to get him to even agree to this. Even after the doctor told him that he had most likely passed a gall stone, and that it makes it a little more serious. I am sure we will survive. Well, he will at least. I am not so sure about me. Taking care of him is worse than having all my kids sick at the same time.

Remember that boy...

• Remember this boy..... Oh, yes its that Monkey #1 again. This is the conversation we had tonight.
  Me: Hey bud how was your soccer game?
  
  Him: Great!
  
  Me: Did you win?
  
  Him: It was a Metaphor!
  
  Me: (very puzzled) What?
  
  Him: you know mom a METAPHOR.
  
  Me: No, i guess I don't .
  
  Him: Metaphor means tie mom, you know, it was 1 to 1.
  
  Monkey #2: (he was observing all of this) "Yeah mom didn't you know that
  
  Me: Oh yeah I guess I forgot
  
  

What do you do..........

What do you do with a child like this?
He looks deep in thought but I am sure he is just coming up with his next form of motherly torture.

He can also look so dashing in his new school attire, but behind it all is my greatest trial in life.

Oh yes, he looks so innocent. I know all about this innocense.

This year my dear monkey #1 made it a whole week before his teacher called me. This is probably a record. If only the things she had to say were good. But no, she only had the words you never want your teacher to say. They are " Monkey #1 threatened to beat me up today." Now I know that this is a serious thing to do. I kept my laughter all in. It was hard, considering my poor Monkey #1 is seriously behind on the growth thing. He weighs in at a whopping 41 lbs. and he is in 3rd grade. So you can see why this would want to make me roll on the floor.

Come to find out he wasn't finishing any of his school work besides threatening his teacher. I am not the kind of mom that thinks that this is acceptable behavior. So my whole labor day weekend was spent helping my little monkey to finish all that work that he hadn't done. Let me just tell you how much patience that takes. Too MUCH!!! He is doing much better now, after a change in meds, and a few visits with the principal.

This morning, as I was dropping him off to school, all my hard work paid off as he said "Goodby most gorgeous mom ever!" Now that is the way all kids should be.

The trouble with Sheep

These plus
This =A lovely black eye. The trouble with being married to a cowboy man is that the little monkeys think they should be cowboys too. Recently our town had its little buckaroo rodeo. This is a rodeo where only kids participate. My 2 oldest monkeys decided that riding sheep was a great cowboy thing to do (that is until they were bucked off, layed on, and trampled!) Monkey #2 got this great prize after losing grip on his sheep! We talked him into thinking that is was cool though, and then he was as proud as any cowboy could be.
We also met up with our real hometown cowboy, Jess Davis. I am pretty sure he rides bareback. And no that doesn't mean he just rides around on a horse with he back all bare. It is a event in the rodeo. He rides professionally and is ranked #2 in the world, I think. Well, Monkey #3 saw all the commotion of autographs and pictures and decided that he needed a picture too.
Then he decided he needed to be a cowboy. So up he went onto Twinkle Toes' horse. I am such a good cheerleader for Twinkle Toes that I didn't even get a picture of her. She did 2 events in the rodeo. First she did the poles, which is an event where you weave your horse in and out of a row of poles as fast as you can, then she competed in the barrel racing. She did so awesome, especially considering she was the youngest in her age catagory of 11-15. She took 5th in the poles and 7th in the barrels. I didn't even get a shot of the Bearded Lady. I should have he was all dolled up in his cowboy finest.

Oh the slacker that I am

So I have been a total blog slacker. There are no excuses for my slackiness. I just am a slacker. Thats it enough said.

Summer is coming to a close

The good times are almost gone.

For some reason I am glad. Maybe because this week has consisted of (and it only gets worse) too much stuff. Three days of dancing workshops and auditions for Twinkle Toes. Three days of Soccer camp for the boys. Practice for the upcoming Rodeo that Twinkle Toes and her brothers will be in. Scouts. Church Activity. School shopping. And to top it all off it is our City Celebration week. There are activities every night and some in the day all of this week.

So, we did most of Twinkle Toes school shopping online (thank goodness), but I had to take the boys to get shoes. This was sooooo not fun. The mall+ a frazzled mom+ three boys= A even more frazzled mom. We did accomplish the task. New shoes for three boys, even though the youngest will not be in school this year, some pants, and some shirts. I also bought Twinkle Toes some shoes. Wrong size, what the heck. So I made 2 trips to the mall today with those boys. I do not like to shop for school. That is all there is too it.

The only good thing about school is that I get my sanity back. A schedule. I am sooooo much better when on a schedule. In these weeks before school I have been known to have panic attacks. I don't know why. Maybe my internal timer just knows that I cannot take anymore. I will be sad though. And who knows what I am to do with Monkey #3 when all the others are gone all day.