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Mom, what's a milestone?

That was the question put to me by my youngest after the diva looked at her eldest and to quelsh that child's look of disdain said "hey, it's a milestone!".

Now the important part, THE milestone. Today for the first time my sweet little boy reached, yes purposefully reached for someone to take him!! And guess what? Give up? It. wasn't. me.
And had it been anyone other than the diva I probably would've cried. It was so sweet. I was dropping him off this morning and kind of held him up and she was talking to him, when he did the lunging thing, well I kinda pulled him back and she put out her hands and the little stink stuck out his arms at her and lunged. Grinning that one toothed grin all the while! We of course ahhhhed and ohhhhed really loudly and were all excited and her eldest and my youngest were like, "what?" they weren't so impressed.

Well that's my limited baby news for the day. I'll hopefully get the time to get some new pics posted soon.

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Doin' the happy dance!!!!!

I GOT THE JOB! I GOT THE JOB! I GOT THE JOB! I GOT THE JOB!!

Ok, I'll try to quit saying that, but come on!!!! I got the job!!!!

I am so bleepin' excited I can't stand it!!

But I have to make this short, because I have a ginormous amount of work to finish up today!! So thank you for all the good wishes and prays!!!!

My baby is in MIDDLE SCHOOL!!!

Wahhhhhhh, she'll be 11 in less than two months and she acts like she's a teenager already!!! She graduated from her 5th grade class yesterday!
And I'm feeling like the bad mommy of the year, I had to be in Stillwater for a test for this new job yesterday and couldn't go to the graduation!! But, my dad, my aunt and her dad were there and apparently embarrassed her appropriately in my place! She said, "Mom, dad, aunt K and papa STOOD UP and hollered my name really loud and clapped when it was my turn to walk across and get my diploma!!" I was trying to stifle my laughter and asked, "so what'd you do?" She rolled her eyes at me and said, "I turned my head the other way and acted like I didn't know them!"

That's my girl! Don't embarrass me or I'll act like I don't know you!
I must change subjects now because I'm getting a little misty eyed thinking about my baby!
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I had to take the oddest test yesterday. It's called an MMPI. Weird, 567 True/False questions that can only be described as weird.

Here's hoping I passed the crazy test!!!!

I really have to break down and get a computer for home. I hate this sporadic posting, I'm all the time on the weekends or in the evening thinking "OH, I need to post that!" and of course by the time I get to the office I've forgotten.

Well more later. . . .

Do you ever wonder?

Wonder, I mean about everything. I mean I wholly believe in God, to me there is no doubt that God exists and is the creator so in that I am not talking about. I do however wonder about things like karma, destiny, predesigned futures. How what we do affects these things etc.

And no, I'm not getting deep or philosophical.

I'm just bored.

And, wondering if I make certain choices and they are the wrong choices will it adversely affect my predetermined future? Or will it just make the road I take to this future different. And no I am not talking about the job thing, not at all. I am sooo taking that when offered.

And if our futures are predetermined, but how we get there depends on the choices we make does this mean that if we make the right choices concerning our children they will have an easier time during their travel down the roads to their future?

And truth be told, I know how I feel about these ponderings of mine. I am just curious as to how others feel about it.

Here goes nothin'

Ok, I wasn't going to do this cuz I didn't want to be premature . . . . but since you've tagged me a tease and well I just simply can't keep it quiet I'll spill.

My big news is that I have a tenative offer on the job that I got my degree (bachelor of science/criminal justice administration) for!!! If I pass the background check, drug test and physical I have the job!!!!

I can't begin to express just how excited and thankful I am. The money is wayyyyyy better than I am making now, full benefits, gov't holidays, vacation, sick days etc.

I go for the drug test and physical tomorrow and they started the background check last friday.

I will scream it loudly on here as soon as I know for sure!!

For now I have to cut this short so that I can get out of here. Hopefully Thursday I will have more time to post!!

Dance Dance Dance

Tonight is the first night of the nightmare recital. Kiersten loves the dress up and put makeup on excitement of the night, me not so much. We have to be there an hour early and the girls are like 33 to a room and you have to figure in around 20 mothers in that same room (insert whimper here). Oh, and the good part is it last almost 3 hours!!! Yeah, like that's necessary!! And then we have to turn around and do it again on Sunday! Oh great joy and christmas cookies. The costume company flubded up and shorted us three tutus and of course one of them was kierstens. So the teacher was going to sew them - soooo glad I'm not her.

And tomorrow I am going to my niece's (she's not really but she calls me aunt) recital. She dance's with the other studio. I have to sit through the entire thing on that one. She is in toe shoes this year so I'm very excited to see her. I'm terrible though I haven't gotten her anything yet! yikes, better do that in the a.m.

Sunday after the recital me, my dad, nanny, aunt, kids and husband are supposed to go eat dinner. Other than that I'm assuming that like every year there will be no pomp or circumstance surrounding Mother's Day for me. Last year he didn't even take them to get me a card. *reminder: get on that bit--box later*

Well I need to close up the office so have a good weekend - HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all you mothers out there!!!

*****I have some big news, but am afraid I'll jinx it so I'm going to wait til next week to spill it here***********

Contents of my purse

Yeah, I said my purse.

I reached in it yesterday and was digging around for lip gloss, when I felt a wadded up napkin. I'm thinking "gross, one of the kids blew their nose and stuck it in my purse." **they put everything in my purse, I am forever telling them it is not a trash can or their personal carrier!** So I go to pull it out of my purse and it's heavy, like something is wadded up in it. Before I even laid eyes on it I was worried, I look down into my purse as I am lifting said napkin and realize it has a HANDLE. Yes. a. handle. The freakin' napkin is wrapped around a SPOON. And apparently whatever was on the spoon was sticky cuz' that napkin ain't comin' loose without some serious soaking! So all in all I guess I am grateful whichever one it was had the sense to cover the sticky spoon before inserting it into my purse! I asked kierst this morning if she put a spoon in my purse and she said no, but then really looked deep in thought like she was really trying to remember if she did. And I remember one of them eating a bowl of ice cream on the way to school the other morning (shut up.) but I can't remember which one it was!

I have more on this purse thing, so hopefully I'll remember it tomorrow because I have to go for now I just realized it's time to leave!!

Oh thank you for the memories. . . . .

Baby divinity woke up between 3:30 and 4:00 am this morning, not for a bottle, but for a belly ache. The poor little thing was miserable and he wanted everyone within a 5 mile radius to join him in his misery! He has never (ok, I know that he is only 4 1/2 months old so never really isn't very long -) cried and carried on for as long as he did this morning. I tried everything, even giving him to his dad in hopes that I could go back to sleep and dad could figure out the problem and help him. Yeah, didn't really work. Quit. Laughing.
So after trying everything (I won't go into the lovely details), and dad going outside to smoke cause his nerves were wearing thin, he finally calmed - the baby, not the dad. Anyway my point to this is that I was then trying frantically to get ready for work because even though I had been up since 4am I had been dealing w/baby and was getting around late so Katlynn was ready and playing w/him and decided he needed a diaper. She asked could she change it even though she knew it wasn't just pee, of course I said yes only something funny could come of it. So a couple of seconds into the great diaper change (with kiersten in the sidelines watching with anticipation) I hear, "ewwww, ewwww, oh man, MOM, MOM, MOOOOOOOM." I came out of the bathroom laughing to see her with one hand holding his feet in the air above his diaper and the other hand holding her nose. Kael of course was laying there with a HUGE toothless grin looking from her to me. I said, "What's wrong?" She's like, "Mom you have to take him it's too gross. Can't you SMELL it? I thought I could do it, I just didn't realize it was that bad." So through my laughter I take his feet and watch her flee, wondering how long I have before he decides the open air means it's time to pee freely. I was cleaning him up and removed the diaper to find she had put a wipe under his diaper and a diaper right next to it, when I asked about the wipe she said it was there so he wouldn't get anything on the blanket. Always thinking ahead, that one.

I know most of you will not find this nearly as funny as I did, but the whole point of this is for posterity right? and so, with this post I am hoping to show kael when he gets older that his big sister loved him so much she was (almost) willing to change his dirty diapers.

Somebody better build a boat!

Ummm, yeah. It has rained so freakin' much it is straight up ridiculous! I know, we were having a drought and needed some rain to get rid of the burn ban, but. come. on. And in my defense (those of you who are shrieking that I'm nuts) I'm not just a sun seeker that hates the rain, mr. divinity does concrete [yeah, you probably don't really want me going there - ] and as you can probably guess one cannot pour concrete in the rain. Ok, well you can but only if it's a light rain and then it's a real painintheass! So there is good rain i.e., rain to keep the crops alive, rain to keep the burn bans away, and there is bad rain i.e., the days and days of storm (oh hush.) after storm after storm that turns into how many weeks of rain on more days than not. And just so we are clear, I DO know the solution involves him and a different profession. I. Do. Know. This. However, apparently nobody has convinced him of that yet. So all I can do is bitchabouttherainnotstopping hope the rain concludes for a while.

On a more pleasant note, my babies are doing well. Ok, so only Kael is the only baby, but well you know. Katlynn is graduating from 5th grade and moving up to the middle school. And I must say, I am not ready for this. I do not think that 6th graders should be at the middle school. I have flashes of that movie Mean Girls and I get riled up just thinking about any of those mean girls doing/saying anything mean to my sweet girl! And Kierst is going into 2nd grade, which wouldn't be a big tado except she will be transferring from her private school [that I love, and am very torn about her leaving] to public school. Her best girl friend and her sister, and two cousins are all transferring to public next fall and her mom and I want to transfer them at the same time to the same school to hopefully make their transition smoother. Kael has figured out that if he continues to turn over he is quite mobile. So now I lay him in the living room floor on his blanket and he rolls across the room until he comes to either a wall or furniture and can't go any further. And when he is not rolling around he is on his stomach pulls his legs up under his tummy and lunges forward, it's very funny to see, but I am not ready for him to be so mobile!!! Saturday he was doing that and rolled into the leg of his swing so hard that he had a nice strawberry on his forehead for two days! He's a mess, when you're holding him in a sitting position on your lap he'll lean up and steady himself with his elbow to where he is basically sitting up on his own power! Reminder, he is only 4 months and 10 days old!

Well I have rattled off and on this afternoon and it is now time to go home, so until we meet again! [I know corny as corny can get!]

Nothin'

Yep, that's pretty much all I've got today. A raging headache, a rearload of work and well it's Friday and I'm going home.

So have a good weekend.

I am an Attentive Director . . .

So there. What'doya think of that? Of course you must realize that I don't really know any better than you what that is really supposed to mean. I've been reading blogs off and on today and came across this link at ThriftyMom and took the test. These are the results My Personal Dna Report it says I am, as I mentioned above, an Attentive Director. The things that come to mind with that as the descriptor are numerous and not completely nice and since at this point it is describing ME I think I'll let it go!

Phobias already, and she's only 9

My feet are freezing. So what, you say. Well I've decided that since all I seem to be able to think about, continuously this morning, is the fact that no matter what I do the toe half of my feet are like ice you all should know.

I almost forgot this and for whatever inane reason I had a flash today and it was back. Friday evening when I went to pick up baby divinity I realized that both of my girls were at gs and wouldn't be with me until almost time for the party and yet I was picking up the baby before doing my errands, decorating the hotel, unloading the van, etc. So I beggedasked Diva if I could take her oldest daughter with me to help with baby divinity since she was bringing her others in for the swimming later. Luckily she took pity on me and asked oldest girl (who promptly said YES! -she knew swimming was involved!) So we take off for town and do the errands and get to the hotel. After unloading everything we began to decorate the suite with balloons and such. While blowing up the balloons miniature diva was having issues tying the balloons. I showed her a couple of times and then she just handed it to me. As I stuck it in my mouth to blow it up further before tying it, I hear "ewwwwwwww!" I look up to see miniature diva looking at me with an adult sized look of disgust. As I continue to tie the balloon I ask what was "ewwwwww" and she has a look of regret and doesn't speak, so I prompt her with, "are you ewwing because I blew that up after you had your mouth on it?" She sheepishly said "yeah, uhh germs." As I'm trying not to laugh too hard, I reply, "honey, I have three kids that balloon is probably one of the cleaner things I put in my mouth." She just shook her head and moved on to something else.

On a completely unrelated topic, I am still trying to figure out that show/hide extended entry thing. I found a couple, but they don't work properly and I can't seem to figure out what I'm doing wrong. I think I'll go find a html for Dummies book.