Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Yippe Skippy ...

One of the many joys of being a Mommy to Eythen ...

Crawling into bed and finding fruit chews stuck to your sheets.

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My Promise ...

to Breeanna, Harleigh and Eythen ...

I will stalk you, flip out on you, lecture you, drive you insane, be your worst nightmare and hunt you down like a bloodhound when needed ...

Because I LOVE YOU!

When you understand that, I will know you are a responsible adult.

You will NEVER find someone who loves you, prays for you, cares about you, and worries about you more than I do!!!

I love you three more than life itself!!!


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Monday, April 25, 2011

Down in the dumps ...

This is how I found Harleigh moments before she was suspose to leave for a birthday party a few weeks ago.


Needless to say ... the flu struck our house for the second time.

But nothing makes a little girl feel better than some "recovery time" in Mommy's bed ...

And a McDonald's Happy Meal ...

With Lucy patiently waiting for "that moment" ...


When Harleigh caves into the "puppy dog eyes" ...

And shares her Happy Meal with her very bestfriend.


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Monday, April 18, 2011

BEEP ...

BEEP ...

BEEP ...

BEEP ...

BEEP ...

This is an important public message to the surrounding areas of the Moore household.

The flu is circling our house now for the SECOND TIME in the past TWO WEEKS.  If you do not hear from any of us by Friday ... please call in reinforcements.

You may now return to your evening blog readings.

Thankyou.



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Saturday, April 16, 2011

I don't feel very well ...

I am not sure how we did it ... but we went ALL year without the flu hitting our house.  We made it OVER 13 months with no flu.  Yes ... that's right ... 13 MONTHS!

Sure ... we had the tummy ache or head ache or ittybitty unexplained fever here or there ... but nothing that lasted more than 24 hours.

AND ... might I add ... we DID NOT do the flu shot in our house.  We did it one year ... and the kids were as sick as ever that year ... so I have never taken them back to get one.

To each their own ... don't judge me.

So ... once April rolled around ... I have to admit ... I thought I was scott-free on the whole flu thing.

WRONG!!!

Until ... last Saturday ...

When it hit Harleigh like a ton of bricks.

Well ... let me back up.

Last Friday was my ... birrrrr ...

Birrrr ...

Birthhhhhhhh ...

Last Friday was my birthday special day.

So ... my Mom decided to tempt fate ... and take the kids to a motel in Lawrence for the evening (along with a movie, pizza and swimming) ... and Clint and I could enjoy some "adult rated X alone time" for my birthday special day at our house.

To get the "full effect" of what I mean by my Mom "tempting fate" ... you really need to read this blog post  and this blog post.  Once you read these two blog post ... you will understand where I am coming from.

Go ahead ...

Read them ...

I will wait ...

*insert elevator music here*

Now ... back to this blog ...

Saturday morning ... I had a gut feeling that Harleigh was not feeling so well.

Call me crazy ... but after I caught her laying down on the floor with her eyes closed moments before we left for Eythen's soccer game ... I thought something was up.  Not to mention her red cheeks, sick looking eyes and pale complexion were some suttle hints as well.

But ... she INSISTED that she was fine.

So ... we rolled along.

As the afternoon rolled on ... Harleigh began to look more and more "icky".  She kept telling us she was ok ... and my Mom said that if she started to act sick ... she would call me to come and get her.

I knew moments after they pulled out of the driveway ... we would be getting a phone call.

Sure enough ... 7:00 at night ... Clint's cellphone rang ... and Harleigh wanted her Mommy because she did not feel good.

We brought her home, rented her some movies, got her Sprite, gave her some Tylenol and tucked her in nice and tight for the night.

That was until she was suddenly standng at the top of the stairs ...

Looking down at me ...

Nearly in tears ...

Telling me that she did not feel good.

*Harleigh takes off running to the bathroom

*Mommy takes off running after her up the stairs

*Harleigh is leaning over the toilet as Mommy gets to the top of the stairs

*Mommy enters the bathroom just in time to witness a full view of Harleigh puking in the toilet

*Mommy walks towards Harleigh to comfort her

*Harleigh pukes again

*Smell makes contact with Mommy's nose

*Mommy begins to gag

*Mommy gags again

*Mommy runs out of the bathroom trying not to puke herself while announcing that she is gonna puke

*Daddy is downstairs laughing at Mommy

*Mommy gags again

*Daddy hears Mommy gagging in the hallway and laughes even harder

*Mommy calls Daddy a bastered under her breath

*Mommy covers her nose with her shirt and goes back into the battle zone

*Harleigh pukes just as Mommy is about to flush the toilet

*Puke splashes up on Mommy

*Mommy gags again

*Mommy can hear Daddy laughing at her clear down the stairs

*Mommy calls Daddy a bastered under her breath

*Daddy comes up the steps with a cup of water for Harleigh, puts his shirt over his nose, reaches arm as far as he can into the bathroom without physically ENTERING the bathroom and sits cup of water on the bathroom sink

*Daddy looks at Mommy gagging in the bathroom and chuckles

*Daddy heads down the stairs

*Mommy calls Daddy a bastered again under her breath

*Mommy sits on the bathroom floor with Harleigh until the puking is done

Two things we have learned ...
1.  My Mom should never plan on taking the kids to a motel ever again.
2.  Puking stinks.  Literally.

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Friday, April 15, 2011

Where art thou???

I have an excuse ...

I mean ...

I have a really good reason for not blogging lately.

Wanna hear it???

Once you hear me say it ... you will completely understand why I have not been a loyal blogger lately!!!

Our laptop has a virus on it.

Yep!  That's right!  A freaking virus!

And ... I use the laptop to check my email (which is the reason I am not returning your emails).  AND I am not checking on all 700 of my Facebook friends to see if they are having a bad day or if their dog ran away or if their dinner tasted delicious or if their children broke a spaghetti sauce jar in the middle of the grocery store isle.  AND that means I am not blogging as much either.  TRUST ME ... my life has NOT gotten normal OR organized OR simple.  It just just as nuts as ever!!!  So you can rest assure that someone out there in cyber world ... aka: ME ... is still living a life that makes your feel good about yours.

It all started with my 9 year old daughter, Bree, playing some computer game on Disney.com early one morning before school.

The virus went full throttle ...

Right then

And there ...

Next ... I took the kids to school, picked up the kitchen, folded laundry, let the dog out to go potty, poored myself a glass of wine beer pop water ... and was gonna scope out cyber world.

Then ...

"It" popped up ALL over my computer!!!

I could not get the windows closed fast enough!!!  "It" was popping up one screen after another.  I started to blush, blood rushed to my head, I started to panic thinking the kids were gonna see "it" (forgetting that I had taken them to school a few hours prior) ...

And then I started to think that Clint was gonna come home and think that "this" was what I did all day long.  Yeah ... instead of the laundry, cleaning, lunch dates with the kids, dishes and occasional blog here or there ... he was gonna think I checked out PORN all day long.

Oh! My! Word!

*blush*

*freaking out just a bit*

This sh*t would NOT get off of my laptop!

GREAT!

All I could think of ... was

1.  Who has enough time to put a virus on Disney.com?
2.  What if this would have poped up when the kids were on the computer?
3.  I am pretty sure if Clint gave me this same "story" of porn just "suddenly" popping up all ove the computer screen ... I would not believe him.  I would think he was secretly checking out porn.  Yep.  Definately.

Yeah ... I really can not even make this sh*t up!

So ... the only other option for me to check my email, roll my eyes at some people's status updates on facebook or blog ... is to use the girls computer upstairs in their room.

Sounds like a no brianer ...

RIGHT?!?!?!

WRONG!!!

Here is where my cyber world disappears for weeks upon end ...

If I decided I am gonna to go use the girls computer ... 15 million things come into play that prevent me from actually even logging onto the computer.

First ... I have to find the motivation to go up the stairs ... period.

Then ... as I am heading down the hallway to their bedoom ... I first have to pass the "playroom".  Normally one of the kids left the door open ... and then to my right hand side ... in my peripheral vision I see the mess.

*ugh*

So I start to pick up the blankets, refold them, put them back on the shelf.  Along with the zillion doll clothes, American Girl Dolls, baby dolls and Barbie dolls.  Then there are the toys that Eythen decided he did not wanna put up in his room ... so he suddenly decided that they would go in the playroom ... so I have to move them back to his room.

*ugh*

Which ...

Leads me to realizing that my son is a pig.

Literally.

So ... I start to pick up the tennis shoes, Wii games, Wii controlers and DVD's.  Then I see a water bottle and granola bar wrapper AND popsiscle stick?!?!?!  Wait a minute ... he is not allowed to bring food or drinks upstairs. *sigh*  Then I find hangers in the toy box, legos in his sock drawers, tinker toys in his bed ... and OUCH!!!  SH*T!!!  Yep ... I then discover his little army men are on the floor ... underneath his dirty socks.

SO ... as I am taking his dirty socks to the laundry basket ... I notice the toothpaste streaks all over the bathroom sink.

You have got to be kidding me.

I just cleaned the kids bathroom yesterday.

So I wipe down the bathroom sink, pick the towels up off the floor and discover that Eythen ate food again upstairs ... when I find an empty pudding cup in the bathroom trashcan.  On my way out the door ... I notice that the darn cat has dragged off all of Breeanna's ponytail holders.  She left a trail behind as proof ... one here ... one there ... another one here ... another one there.

So I gather all of them up and head to the girls room to put the ponytail holders up.

It seems like there was something I was gonna do in the girls room?

I know I came in here for a reason ...

But what was it???

Then I notice all of the clothes in the corner of Harleigh's bed.  The same exact clothes ... that I told the girls to put up yesterday.  They are neatly tucked into the corner of her bed ... with 5 different stuffed animals placed on top of them.,

Kuddos girls!

That was pretty slick I must admit.

So ... I then start to hang up the clothes, put the shoes away, pick Harleigh's spelling words off the floor, and put away the 45 pairs of shoes that are laying on the floor.  OUCH!!!  SH*T!!!  A freaking Polly Pocket was left out ... and the bottom of my foot found it underneath the girls dirty socks.

So ... as I am taking the dirty socks to the laundy basket ... I keep thinking that there was something I was gonna do.  What the heck was it???  But ... that is quickly over looked when I see the mounds of laundry staring at me when I drop the girls socks into the basket.

Off to do laundry ...

And that my friends ... is why I have been M.I.A. in blogging world.

I told you it was a good excuse ...

I mean ...

Reason.

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Sunday, April 10, 2011

A special blog post to heaven ...

Two days after my birthday ... fourteen years ago ... on this very day ... my Grandma passed away.

She was the first family member I had to deal with loosing.

She was my friend.

And she knew everything in my eyes.

Moments before my Dad got the phone call about my Grandma passing away ... I was having a dream about her. I was sitting in her kitchen and she was walking towards me telling me that she was ok. I remember staring at her in amazement ... because she was walking. I kept asking her if her leg was ok and if she was hurting. (The day before hand ... she had surgery and had part of her leg amputated in hopes of it bettering her health after diabetes hurt the circulation in her leg.) She kept assuring me that she was ok. Just as she lead over to kiss my forehead ...

The phone rang ...

I woke up ...

And I heard my Dad on the phone.

I knew at that moment ... that the world lost a really cool lady.

And I was crushed.

I cried ...

And cried ...

And cried ...

Till there were honestly no tears left ...

The visitation was really awkard for me.  I remember sitting in the back of the room ... watching everyone walk around talking quielty to one another. I could not understand how people were talking ... as my Grandma layed in the front of the room. I knew her sole was already in heaven ... but SHE was still there. What was the purpose of this evening?  I did not understand why we were all in this small room ... that felt like it was getting smaller by the moment ... as my Grandma layed in a wooden box ... and I sat there staring at the coffin.

All I could do was cry ...

All I knew that very night ...

Was that my Grandma was gone.

And I was not ready to let go of her yet.

I grew up with her only a quarer of a mile down the road from me.  I would ride my bike, three wheeler or walk down to her house countless times throughout the years.

Her and I had a special bond.

It is something I can not describe ... but it was there.

It is still there.

And will always be there.

I truely enjoyed talking to her ...

And listening to her stories about when her and Grandpa first met, baking cookies, picking "wild onions" along the fence, listening to her read books to my sister and I, looking through her Bible, playing goldfish and crazy 8 card games.

Her house always had Hubba Bubba bubble gum, Reese Peanut Butter cups, cold Pepsi in the frig, mashed potatoes and gravy on the dinner table, colorful string to make hats with, cool stationary that she always let my sister and I draw on and clip on earrings that she let us wear whenever we wanted to.

I loved hanging out with her.

Even though it has been 14 years since I last saw her ... I still talk to her.  I take flowers to her graveside yearly.  I introduced each of my children to her right after they were born.  The song "Because you loved me" makes me think of her every time I hear it.  There are moments that I can truely sense that she is around me ... and I am suddenly calm and at peace at that very moment.  Sometimes when I am praying ... I just flat out ask God if I can talk to her ... and I know she is there ... listening.  Granit ... she is probably telling me to snap back to reality and get a grip on myself ... but none the less ... I know she is there.

I miss you Grandma ... and I will see you someday ... up in heaven.

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Friday, April 8, 2011

Another year wiser ...

Oh crap!

I am another year older ...

Officially ...

Today ...

*sigh*.

I was NOT looking forward to turning "this number".

AT. ALL.

And NO I am not telling you my age.  Not a chance.  Not even if the fat lady sings, hell freezes over or pigs fly.  We will just say ... that I have been turning 29 ... for the past few years now.

I honestly wanted to skip this day all together and pretend like it never happened.

But since my husband will not let me forget ...

And my children were brainwashed years ago into thinking that I am actually 4 years younger than I actually am ...

Then I will have to go along with it.

*sigh*

And celebrate my birrrr ...

birthhhhhh ...

*cough*

birthhhhhh ...

*cough again*

Birthday!!!

There ... I said it!!!

BIRTHDAY!!!

So I will celebrate a day that means I am that much closer to crows feet wrinkles, botox, body parts going south ...and staying south, lossing my memory, my "eggs" drying up, loss of bladder control, hot flashes, hearing aids, loosing all ability to burn any calories by just sitting and watching tv because my metabolism is shot, menopause, osteoporosis, gray hair, constipation ...

What were we talking about?!?!?

SH*T!!!

See!!!

My memory is already vanishing right before your very eyes ... and all I have done today is get out of bed and take the kids to school.

By 3:00 I might be sitting in the corner with drool coming out of my mouth ...

Thursday, April 7, 2011

???

Eythen has been home sick with a fever for three days now.

Which means ... Mommy has been playing legos, Wii, trucks and trains non-stop.

This morning, Eythen asked me to play a Mario game on the Wii.

For the life of me I could not figure out why my controler was not working. Then I suddenly realized that I did not have a little guy on the screen either.

When I asked Eythen what was going on ... he replied with:  "Well, you always slow me down and you really don't know how to play. So I thought it would be better if you just sit and watch me instead."

*sigh*

I think it is time for this kid to go back to school.

Fever or no fever ...

Tomorrow he is going back.



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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Pop quiz ...

How many Moore kiddos does it take to turn off the kitchen light?

THREE!!

One to say "What light"?!?!?!?

And two to say "I did not turn it on"!!!



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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

???

Does anybody have the recipe for "I don't know" or "I don't care"? It is what my family requested for supper and I can not seem to find the recipe anywhere.

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Monday, April 4, 2011

Two reasons why Tuesday will be a long day ...

Reason 1:  A son whom is running fever ...

And is certain that this entitles him to being waited on hand and foot.

Yes ... that even means me putting his toothpaste on his toothbrush.

Reason 2:  A daughter who fell off the spring board at gymnastics while attempting a flip of some sorts ...

Whom now has to be carried everywhere because her ankle is swollen and instantly turned black and blue.

Clint ... you might wanna bring home a bottle of wine when you come home tomorrow.



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Things that make you go "How the heck?!?!?" ...

I wonder how it is that my children can not find their missing glove, shoe, or bookbag ... but sure can find the M & M's that I hid in the very back of the cabinet?!?!?!



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