Yiiiipppppeeeeeee!!!! It's Steven's last day of school! He is waiting anxiously for the bus. He picked his own shirt today and he goes for the collared. Ummm there's no funny picture or saying on that buddy. He said "Mom I'm a 2nd grader after today I need to look older" this freakin kid is killing me!
He has his bag of teachers gifts and his yearbook for signing. "Don't let anyone sign on your face" I tell him. So he ask's if others can sign on their own faces. Where does he get this quick wit from?!?! Last Day of School - thank god cause I really want some sleep.
After today Bella has 1 more week and Samantha has 2. It'll go by fast and then the craziness will begin....
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
One time at band camp...
There is no reason for that title. I never went to band camp - I never even played a flippin instrument it's just the first thing that popped into my head when I pulled up my blog this morning and was asked to write a title for a new post.
The boy has managed to give me a headache already and the bus didn't even come yet. He is standing here questioning why I gave him a blank shirt to wear this morning. "Blank I said?" "yes blank - it's just blue with nothing on it where is the funny picture or joke?" Are you kidding me?! Not every shirt has something funny on it I tell him. He then replies that all his teachers and friends always ask to see his shirt because it is always so cool. So I told him him to tell them I was fresh out of cool this morning.
Remember in an old movie with a jail scene and the inmate screaming through the bars with the cup they are rubbing against it to make noise - ya know to get attention. Well replace the jail with a crib, the inmate with a chubby cute lil pudge and the cup with a bottle and that is what is happening right now with Anthony. He is up there trying to get me to get him by acting all cute babbling with his bottle and banging it against the crib railing. OK now Sophia has been awoken by the noise and is telling him to cut it out and that he is making too much noise. He thinks she is playing with him and so now he is getting louder....Oh it is gonna be a looooong day!
On a positive note there is only 1 more day left for Steven for school which means only one more day of waking up at 6am - yippppppeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Oh and now Bella is up - gotta love this kid. She comes downstairs and before even saying good morning she see's a handbag on the coffee table
"ohhhhh Mom did you buy a new bag"
"No Bella"
"well who left this one here"
"Bella it's mine I just haven't used it yet"
"ohhh it's so pretty"
"thank you bella"
and she runs off to watch cartoons. I know better though - she is running off storing that visual in her head along with the 100's of others of all the things of mine she will make her's one day. She is already thinking of using this bag in the future and how great she will look with it. I can only hope that none of these kids end up with my big feet so at least I won't have to share my shoes....
Sophia really wants a pinata for her birthday and she picked one yesterday, a Dora, and it is creepy!! She is staring at me from across the room giving me the hebegebee's!!
Ok and now Samantha is awake asking if she needs to eat breakfast this morning. This is the same kid that eats 4 every morning and now she doesn't want 1 - let's see how long this will last.
Steve came home early from work yesterday - I thought he was dying. He was pale and incoherent. How he managed to get home is beyond me. He had a migraine that I think was trying to blow up his head. He never comes home from work sick EVER! So when he called to say he was on his way home I knew it wasn't good. Luckily after 6 hours, 4 hot showers, 2 cups of tea, 2 pieces of toast, 2 corn toasty's, 2 Excedrin migraine and 1 Zyrtec he was better. Aside from the headache I've had all week, for various reasons, I never get one that bad. Feel better today and go easy on the caffeine.
I think that is my complete randomness for the day - Sam has the 1st of her recital tonight and Steven has a soccer scrimmage. I know there is something else but it is escaping me at the moment. Yes I have more to say but no I am not saying anything else....for now :)
I'm going back to bed - believe me I can sleep through the bottle banging.
The boy has managed to give me a headache already and the bus didn't even come yet. He is standing here questioning why I gave him a blank shirt to wear this morning. "Blank I said?" "yes blank - it's just blue with nothing on it where is the funny picture or joke?" Are you kidding me?! Not every shirt has something funny on it I tell him. He then replies that all his teachers and friends always ask to see his shirt because it is always so cool. So I told him him to tell them I was fresh out of cool this morning.
Remember in an old movie with a jail scene and the inmate screaming through the bars with the cup they are rubbing against it to make noise - ya know to get attention. Well replace the jail with a crib, the inmate with a chubby cute lil pudge and the cup with a bottle and that is what is happening right now with Anthony. He is up there trying to get me to get him by acting all cute babbling with his bottle and banging it against the crib railing. OK now Sophia has been awoken by the noise and is telling him to cut it out and that he is making too much noise. He thinks she is playing with him and so now he is getting louder....Oh it is gonna be a looooong day!
On a positive note there is only 1 more day left for Steven for school which means only one more day of waking up at 6am - yippppppeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Oh and now Bella is up - gotta love this kid. She comes downstairs and before even saying good morning she see's a handbag on the coffee table
"ohhhhh Mom did you buy a new bag"
"No Bella"
"well who left this one here"
"Bella it's mine I just haven't used it yet"
"ohhh it's so pretty"
"thank you bella"
and she runs off to watch cartoons. I know better though - she is running off storing that visual in her head along with the 100's of others of all the things of mine she will make her's one day. She is already thinking of using this bag in the future and how great she will look with it. I can only hope that none of these kids end up with my big feet so at least I won't have to share my shoes....
Sophia really wants a pinata for her birthday and she picked one yesterday, a Dora, and it is creepy!! She is staring at me from across the room giving me the hebegebee's!!
Ok and now Samantha is awake asking if she needs to eat breakfast this morning. This is the same kid that eats 4 every morning and now she doesn't want 1 - let's see how long this will last.
Steve came home early from work yesterday - I thought he was dying. He was pale and incoherent. How he managed to get home is beyond me. He had a migraine that I think was trying to blow up his head. He never comes home from work sick EVER! So when he called to say he was on his way home I knew it wasn't good. Luckily after 6 hours, 4 hot showers, 2 cups of tea, 2 pieces of toast, 2 corn toasty's, 2 Excedrin migraine and 1 Zyrtec he was better. Aside from the headache I've had all week, for various reasons, I never get one that bad. Feel better today and go easy on the caffeine.
I think that is my complete randomness for the day - Sam has the 1st of her recital tonight and Steven has a soccer scrimmage. I know there is something else but it is escaping me at the moment. Yes I have more to say but no I am not saying anything else....for now :)
I'm going back to bed - believe me I can sleep through the bottle banging.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Good Morning Loooong Island
It's 7am and all is quiet. Steven just left on the bus. Only 2 more days left for him and then we get to sleep again. I so need more sleep. Although I really can't complain I get enough but my days lately are so draining that I am exhausted by 9pm.
So let's see to follow up from yesterday: I didn't drop off the dry cleaning cause the dance store is no longer open and I needed to go in a different direction. I did reach the landscaper guy but not the roof guy. I did come up with teachers gifts and this year I personalized to each teacher so that is good. There are a lot of teachers. Bella has 4 and Sam has 1 but then a few others she likes to remember. Then Steven, well he has 9. I know it's crazy! So other than that I should be again making sure the dogs aren't digging instead of sitting here typing - they are always digging somewhere. Steven had his 2nd to last baseball game last night and Sam had her dance rehearsal. All I have to say about that is lets all hope that there isn't a collision. It is a acrobatic class after all. Oh and Sophia had words with the directors demanding she be put in the show and she wants a costume. It got pretty heated - she is definitely her mothers daughter - ya know voicing her big mouth for what is right an all! If I understood correctly there will be a costume waiting for her at class today. Tonight is Samantha's Spring Concert - she has been practicing really hard so I am excited for her and she is excited to play.
I think that's it. I think that followed up on everything I had to say in my little "stream" yesterday. Oh I'm still mad as hell but I thought that was a given!
Enjoy your day!
So let's see to follow up from yesterday: I didn't drop off the dry cleaning cause the dance store is no longer open and I needed to go in a different direction. I did reach the landscaper guy but not the roof guy. I did come up with teachers gifts and this year I personalized to each teacher so that is good. There are a lot of teachers. Bella has 4 and Sam has 1 but then a few others she likes to remember. Then Steven, well he has 9. I know it's crazy! So other than that I should be again making sure the dogs aren't digging instead of sitting here typing - they are always digging somewhere. Steven had his 2nd to last baseball game last night and Sam had her dance rehearsal. All I have to say about that is lets all hope that there isn't a collision. It is a acrobatic class after all. Oh and Sophia had words with the directors demanding she be put in the show and she wants a costume. It got pretty heated - she is definitely her mothers daughter - ya know voicing her big mouth for what is right an all! If I understood correctly there will be a costume waiting for her at class today. Tonight is Samantha's Spring Concert - she has been practicing really hard so I am excited for her and she is excited to play.
I think that's it. I think that followed up on everything I had to say in my little "stream" yesterday. Oh I'm still mad as hell but I thought that was a given!
Enjoy your day!
Monday, June 7, 2010
A little Stream of Consciousness
So I've been seeing this a lot lately. I asked Steve about it and we concluded that my stream would be scary but he did say that his would be as well although I think for different reasons. So let's give this a try...
I just back from Sam's end of the year party. It was a last minute thing because I was told I wasn't allowed to bring siblings which meant if they couldn't go then I couldn't go. I feel bad for Sam at these times because I miss a lot with her and her class. Here she is in 3rd grade and I have yet been able to be class mom for her - hell for that matter I haven't been one for any of the kids. When Anthony is finally in school then I will get to do it and you bet your ass I'll be the best class Mom that ever was. Anyway, the teacher called just in time to say I could come to the party with whoever was with me. So I loaded up Bella, Sophia and Anthony and off we went. It was a fun time. The kids ate enough crap to hopefully last them till dinner. They played kick ball - remember kick ball?? I loved that game when I was a kid. Sophia and Bella played and when Sophia was up to kick she kicked the ball toward 1st base and in that split second decided to run to 3rd - away from the ball. It was pretty funny.
We came home and Anthony was ready for a bottle and a nap - once I got him to his room I realized he needed a diaper. I swear who is responsible for changing this kids diapers it's like it hadn't been changed in 2 days. So I changed him and gave him a few hundred kisses and put him into the crib where I found 4 empty bottles. Then I wonder why I have no bottles - the kid is a hoarded.
I need to check on the dogs to make sure they aren't digging anything. But as I sit here and type this I remember the landscaper never got back to me so I need to call him and then realize the roof guy is supposed to come over and that reminds me the dry cleaning is still sitting at the front - how come no one picked that up for me?!?!?. I guess I will drop it off cause I need to get Sam tan jazz shoes for her recital and the store is near the dry cleaners. Crap I still don't have teacher gifts yet! I haven't been able to come up with anything clever - I mean it'll come to me but I'm too tired for last minute craziness this year. Year?!?! where has the year gone - it's almost summer time with school out every Friday from here on out in this house for the next 3 weeks. The next 3 weeks here will be insane! We have every thing from baseball season ending, 2 dance recitals, Sophia turns 3 with her party on the day of the dance recital, 2 other birthday party's, 1 pre-school graduation for Bella!!!, and the list goes on......
Ughhhh my stream on consciousness is exhausting but I don't think scary but then again there is all the "other" stuff that is going on in my head that I filtered out cause if I wrote it then
1. it would be scary
2. I would get in trouble for sure
3. well there is no 3 but I always say 1.2.3. so I just think there should be a 3.
Now that I think more about 1 and 2 this is my blog I should be able to say whatever I want...Ahhhh but it doesn't work that way does it?!? There are always repercussion's for words that come out of my mouth. See my problem is that I say what I mean and don't really sugar coat.... much. Think about it - would you want to walk around with the most hideous shirt on and no one tell you. I mean sure there will be people that say "That shirt looks GREAT on you" and they say it even though they don't mean it. Then you have the ones that will say that it looks great and then as soon as you turn your back their pretending to throw up. Personally I don't care for either of those 2 options. The 3rd (see 3's) my way, would be to say "Dude what were ya thinking lets get ya something a bit more presentable". Now I wouldn't let you borrow anything cause I don't share ANYTHING but I would totally buy you a new shirt. Maybe the shirt analogy isn't the best but you get the point DON'T YA?!?
I've been keeping journals for the kids - each of them have their own and it's just things that I want to say to them and things I want them to know about but aren't ready until they are adults. I intend on giving them their journals (however many that may be) to each of them when they get married and start a new life. I want them to remember these crazy times. My memory is horrible and I am afraid I will be bad at reminiscing. I want them to remember their childhood - the good, the bad and the crazy. I want them to know what I was thinking during those important moments in their life. The other thing is I like to write. I have the worst grammar as it has been pointed out to me numerous times but like Steve's, too often used quote, that says " if that's the worst thing I do then so be it". I like to write cause I am calm when I write things out. When I'm mad - like now for instance - you can't hear me screaming - I'm calm when I write. I make sense. I get all my points made. There's no screaming or crying or walking out of a room slamming a door. It's just words that come from me but not out of my mouth. When I write no one gets to tell me to shut up or stop talking. They can just stop reading. Kinda like my blog - no one forces you here to read about my/our daily exploits. You can just go to another web page and *poof* my words are gone.
So for today if you don't want to read that I am angry and mad and hurt and disappointed and tired and sad and confused and pissed off then go elsewhere on the world wide web. I also want to say I am tired of the bullshit and the double standards. I don't want to hear that I am a good person anymore cause if this is how a good person is treated then treat me like how the non - good people are treated. From my perspective they have it MUCH better!
If your reading this and are beyond confused then this last part was my "crazy" stream of consciousness - Welcome! Pull up a chair, crack open a beer and stay awhile you might learn a thing or two. If your reading this and think you know what this is about well then......I don't need to write another damn word!
I just back from Sam's end of the year party. It was a last minute thing because I was told I wasn't allowed to bring siblings which meant if they couldn't go then I couldn't go. I feel bad for Sam at these times because I miss a lot with her and her class. Here she is in 3rd grade and I have yet been able to be class mom for her - hell for that matter I haven't been one for any of the kids. When Anthony is finally in school then I will get to do it and you bet your ass I'll be the best class Mom that ever was. Anyway, the teacher called just in time to say I could come to the party with whoever was with me. So I loaded up Bella, Sophia and Anthony and off we went. It was a fun time. The kids ate enough crap to hopefully last them till dinner. They played kick ball - remember kick ball?? I loved that game when I was a kid. Sophia and Bella played and when Sophia was up to kick she kicked the ball toward 1st base and in that split second decided to run to 3rd - away from the ball. It was pretty funny.
We came home and Anthony was ready for a bottle and a nap - once I got him to his room I realized he needed a diaper. I swear who is responsible for changing this kids diapers it's like it hadn't been changed in 2 days. So I changed him and gave him a few hundred kisses and put him into the crib where I found 4 empty bottles. Then I wonder why I have no bottles - the kid is a hoarded.
I need to check on the dogs to make sure they aren't digging anything. But as I sit here and type this I remember the landscaper never got back to me so I need to call him and then realize the roof guy is supposed to come over and that reminds me the dry cleaning is still sitting at the front - how come no one picked that up for me?!?!?. I guess I will drop it off cause I need to get Sam tan jazz shoes for her recital and the store is near the dry cleaners. Crap I still don't have teacher gifts yet! I haven't been able to come up with anything clever - I mean it'll come to me but I'm too tired for last minute craziness this year. Year?!?! where has the year gone - it's almost summer time with school out every Friday from here on out in this house for the next 3 weeks. The next 3 weeks here will be insane! We have every thing from baseball season ending, 2 dance recitals, Sophia turns 3 with her party on the day of the dance recital, 2 other birthday party's, 1 pre-school graduation for Bella!!!, and the list goes on......
Ughhhh my stream on consciousness is exhausting but I don't think scary but then again there is all the "other" stuff that is going on in my head that I filtered out cause if I wrote it then
1. it would be scary
2. I would get in trouble for sure
3. well there is no 3 but I always say 1.2.3. so I just think there should be a 3.
Now that I think more about 1 and 2 this is my blog I should be able to say whatever I want...Ahhhh but it doesn't work that way does it?!? There are always repercussion's for words that come out of my mouth. See my problem is that I say what I mean and don't really sugar coat.... much. Think about it - would you want to walk around with the most hideous shirt on and no one tell you. I mean sure there will be people that say "That shirt looks GREAT on you" and they say it even though they don't mean it. Then you have the ones that will say that it looks great and then as soon as you turn your back their pretending to throw up. Personally I don't care for either of those 2 options. The 3rd (see 3's) my way, would be to say "Dude what were ya thinking lets get ya something a bit more presentable". Now I wouldn't let you borrow anything cause I don't share ANYTHING but I would totally buy you a new shirt. Maybe the shirt analogy isn't the best but you get the point DON'T YA?!?
I've been keeping journals for the kids - each of them have their own and it's just things that I want to say to them and things I want them to know about but aren't ready until they are adults. I intend on giving them their journals (however many that may be) to each of them when they get married and start a new life. I want them to remember these crazy times. My memory is horrible and I am afraid I will be bad at reminiscing. I want them to remember their childhood - the good, the bad and the crazy. I want them to know what I was thinking during those important moments in their life. The other thing is I like to write. I have the worst grammar as it has been pointed out to me numerous times but like Steve's, too often used quote, that says " if that's the worst thing I do then so be it". I like to write cause I am calm when I write things out. When I'm mad - like now for instance - you can't hear me screaming - I'm calm when I write. I make sense. I get all my points made. There's no screaming or crying or walking out of a room slamming a door. It's just words that come from me but not out of my mouth. When I write no one gets to tell me to shut up or stop talking. They can just stop reading. Kinda like my blog - no one forces you here to read about my/our daily exploits. You can just go to another web page and *poof* my words are gone.
So for today if you don't want to read that I am angry and mad and hurt and disappointed and tired and sad and confused and pissed off then go elsewhere on the world wide web. I also want to say I am tired of the bullshit and the double standards. I don't want to hear that I am a good person anymore cause if this is how a good person is treated then treat me like how the non - good people are treated. From my perspective they have it MUCH better!
If your reading this and are beyond confused then this last part was my "crazy" stream of consciousness - Welcome! Pull up a chair, crack open a beer and stay awhile you might learn a thing or two. If your reading this and think you know what this is about well then......I don't need to write another damn word!
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
It's all about the ice cream man...
Let me tell you about our ice cream man - he loves loves loves Sophia. It doesn't matter where she is in the house she will hear his song and run out of the house like its on fire. The kid has heard him while napping and she will wake up and run like a bat out of hell outside. She has ordered the same thing for 2 years now - A Dora ice cream. She flies across the front lawn to stop him and he is handing her the ice cream before he even stops the truck. Tonight she heard him and flung the front door open screaming "ice cream man ice cream man" her call alerted the rest of the children and they all came running:
here she is getting her's first:
they each had $2 and Steven realized he wanted something that cost more and came running back for more money - of course he had to do the math and tell me the change he would get if I gave him more money in order to get more money - he got it right....
all excited about their big score:
totally worth spoiling dinner for a treat...
here she is getting her's first:
they each had $2 and Steven realized he wanted something that cost more and came running back for more money - of course he had to do the math and tell me the change he would get if I gave him more money in order to get more money - he got it right....
all excited about their big score:
totally worth spoiling dinner for a treat...
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Summer is almost here!
We're ready! It's been a crazy few months and for Steve it will continue to be but for the kids their summer is almost here. Each year I say they are going to have a better summer than the last. When I was growing up I remember my summers were always so much fun. I lived in Virginia and my grandparents lived here in NY so every summer my Mom would send me to come stay with my grandparents. It probably was the best times of my childhood. My grandmother took me to the pool everyday and my Grandpa and my Great Uncle would take me to Adventureland on the weekends. My Aunt and Uncle would take me to Firemans Park to play and we would feed the ducks. We'd go to the beach - I loved the beach when I was a kid probably cause I wasn't the one cleaning the sand. We'd eat pizza on friday nights and they would take me to Friendly's on Sunday's for dinner and then Sunday night we would go to my Great Grandma's for cake and coffee and she would have the sprinkle cookies for me from Cieslaks Bakery. The same cookies my kids (and their Uncle Frankie) today devour every morsel of. Oh and let me not forget about getting italian ices from Patsy's - hands down THE BEST ITALIAN ICES EVER!!! Don't even try and debate that with me - seriously!
I'm looking forward to this summer as a party of 7 - With an 8, 7, 5, 3 and almost 1 yr old how can it not be bubbles of fun!
I'm looking forward to this summer as a party of 7 - With an 8, 7, 5, 3 and almost 1 yr old how can it not be bubbles of fun!
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