Changes...........

Changes happen all the time. They are apart of life.  Some of them are major like moving across the country or the birth of a child. Others are small and subtle like changing plans due the weather. However small or large they maybe they are all around us.  I for one have always had a hard time with change. 

 Last year at this time I found myself looking for a change. Feeling that I needed one in order to find happiness. I ended up taking a part time job after being home for 6  years. I loved my job and made friends that I hope will last a lifetime.  I do not regret for a second going back to work the last year. However, I find myself sitting here almost exactly a year later realizing that sometimes we NEED change .Change can teach us things, help us grow and sometimes make us realize exactly where we need to be.   As I looked around at the boys the other day it hit me. Dylan is starting junior  high. Mason is starting first grade. William has ONE year left before he is able to start Pre K.  I longed for my life the year before when at home was my full time job. Caring for these boys and our home was what I did 24 hours a day. To some that may seem simple and boring to me it's my world. It's what I long to do and love to do. I decided after some great thought to go back to doing just that for the next couple of years.  I gave my notice. The girls were wonderful. They let me know how much they would miss me and I will miss them as much. They all understood though I have no doubt.  

So a week from today I will be going back to exactly where I was a year ago. Just being a mom and wife. Something I took for granted and did not even stop and realize how wonderful it is that I have the ability to make that decision due to having a hard working husband who just wants to me to do whatever makes me the happiest. 

 So in conclusion, I guess what I am saying is sometimes change is what we need. It can help us learn and grow and sometimes teach us who we really are.

Milestones

I am use to milestones with the boys. I still find them hard and have the half teared up half proud momma moment, HOWEVER Dylan graduating from 6th grade and moving on top middle school hit me like a ton of bricks. I bawled my eyes out that day. Listening to  Rascall Flats music over and over again as I sat at my computer on you tube bawling like a baby. For me that was such a  big step. It is entering junior high. Where I think the age of innocence is lost.  I miss the baby days, or the the toddler years where he still thought I was the best person in the world.... Now most days he rolls his eyes at me at least once and storms off at least twice.  Dylan is still naive in many many ways. I worry about him as he makes the journey from boy to teen..... I hope he does not give in to peer pressure. I hope he stands his ground and remembers his morals. I hope he still comes to us when something is wrong and I hope he always remember his faith.  Dylan has always wanted to make everyone happy and hates conflict. I hope he still keeps some of those traits with out being walked all over or bullied. I hope he keeps his head held high but his feet planted FIRM.........

NUNEY FAIRY FAIL

 We all have things we do in the walls of our house that we would NEVER admit to anyone happens.  The melt downs from you kids or YOURSELF. The Sock mop.. We all have done that... =-) The giving your kid whatever he/she wants for breakfast just because you do not want the previously mentioned melt down.  The little lies that we tell our kids.....

  Well since Will is three I have decided for the last year that the pacifier at night (AKA NUNEY) needed to be a thing of the past. I have tried and failed epically several times. Well I geared myself up for yet another get rid of the thing plan.   Josh was away fishing and I figured  PERFECT if he screams and cries through the night then No worries I will put him in bed with me so the boys do not hear him.
We set up the nuney on the back porch with a note he put together by himself with help from big brother on the writing part.
DEAR NUNEY FAIRY

  You can take my nuney. DO NOT give it to a baby.
You can leave me money to buy a new toy.

                                                  WILLIAM

So the note went on the back porch with the nuney.  I even remembered to get up out of bed and do the middle of the night exchange. He woke the next morning excited that he was left money. We bought a present that day. The next night was harder ... he was not as enthusiastic with out the thought of something being left on the porch for him. There was MUCH more crying and whining that night. Finally we had made it through 2 nights and I thought we were on the other side of the withdrawals.

 Josh arrived home from his fishing trip. He brought the boys presents and they were so excited to see him. I went out to grab a few groceries and have a moment to myself.  Feeling like I forgot something this whole time. Cell phone??  CHECK!  GROCERY LIST ..... CHECK!!

 I got back home the boys were sleeping. I checked in on them as I always do. THEN I see it. There is Will curled up in bed sound asleep with a NUNEY in his MOUTH.  I went out and asked Josh about it. He said Oh you are lucky after searching the house for ever I found his missing nuney under our bed. WHAT? I told him that with him being gone clearly I failed to mention the nuney fairy to him not to mention the 10$ The kid had suckered out of me.  Will had failed to mention it to his father as well. IRONIC.
 When Will awoke the next morning I informed him that I was not happy with him and that he should of told Daddy that we had no more nuneys and that the nuney fairy had already left him money for that nice nerf gun we had bought.  That was about all I had time to say at that point. I packed the boys for the day.  I stepped out on the porch to let the dog out later that morning and in the same spot we had left the nuney and the NOTE to the fairy was the nerf gun............................ SIGH********

Where is his mother???

From Drop Box

I sometimes wonder how the kids get a way with so much wrong doing and mischievous things when I find myself over all pretty capable of keeping a good eye on them. Well Will had one of those moments Monday after we picked the boys up from school. The best part, he did this in Mason's room, then Dylan took him out back to play and it was not until I went out to check on him a few minutes later that I even noticed this. What also makes me laugh is that the craziness in our house must be so natural that Dylan took him outside and did not even say HEY WILLIAM STAMPED HIS ENTIRE BODY.   I took Will aside deciding this is probably a teaching moment in his life and explained to him that we do not stamp out body. He then explained to me that I have a butterfly "stamp" on my back.. EEK I just ended the conversation there and changed the subject...............

From

After over a month of trying it finally HAPPENED

and NO I am not pregnant. I finally was able to get back into this blog. Forever they were saying they sent me a recovery to my email and they did not. Finally I signed up with my cell phone and well HERE I AM =-)

The months in between.............

I have come to love the months in between. That means the boys play sports most of the year and the months in between have become my favorite time. I LOVE watching the boys play sports, However sometimes it is nice to have a month off where we are not running 4 times a week to a practice or game.
March is that months for me. Basketball is over and since we are in MAINE and the snow decided to bury us in March, Baseball will not start up for at least 6 weeks. We can come home at night and have supper as a family. There is NO HURRY HURRY EAT EAT!!! WHERE IS YOUR UNIFORM??? MOM WHERE ARE MY SNEAKERS ..... ECT. Its so much calmer in my house. I am not sure what we will be doing however when William is old enough to play in two years? Three kids playing sports in three different age groups. YIKES =-)
So for the Month of March I am going to forget that we have too much snow, Forget it is too cold, and just ENJOY the MONTHS in between...........