leveled up!

leveled up!

The kids’ profiles needed to be changed. Can you believe this child is 3? I can’t. She’ll be 4 in February. I know, I know, shut your mouth! Say it ain’t so! Look how this stinker has changed…

From…

Lincoln City 2013

My name is Charlotte, but you can call me Charlie.

Age: 12 months

Favorite Toy: My Chewwie.

Favorite Book: Leslie Patricelli’s Baby Book Tower books.

Best Friend: Mama’s hair.

Rachael’s frowny face … always makes me laugh!”

to…

Legoland 2015

My name is Charlotte, but you can call me Charlie.

Age: 3

Favorite Toy: My dress-up princesses.

Favorite Book: My new wind-up train book!

Best Friend: Miley.

When the guy on YouTube says, ‘mommy, can you kiss my boo boo?’ it … always makes me laugh!”

SCHHHTOP GROWING.

three-year-old-er

three-year-old-er

Summer has begun. It kinda happens that way. One minute it’s not, and I’m struggling to force myself out of bed each morning, and then BAM. OREGON HEAT WAVE. Must be summer. It’s July 1st after all… magic. [HAPPY CANADA DAY!] The kids, on the other hand, have been counting down the seconds. We all felt it coming but they had been salivating long before I realized that we had just weeks left.

My littlest nerdling has probably had the largest adjustment out of all of them. While Olivia and Duncan are veterans at this whole school’s-out-for-summer thing, Rachael is just starting – but she was only half day kindergarten for the majority of the year. Really, it’s not THAT big of an adjustment. She clearly doesn’t understand the fact that school is out for an extended period of time, every Sunday, “School night, mom?” But Charlotte was just getting used to the idea that the world revolved around her 8-12, every “schooday’. No siblings, no competition! Instead, we all get to listen to the consistent chorus of the oldest two bickering. ALL. DAY. LONG.

Nothing exciting going on in our summer thus far. Mostly just the typical “I’m bored” and “I hate chores”. We’ve had a few appointments, most of them have been mine. Like this morning, I had physical therapy and my Child Labor for Can of Rootbeer agreement with Olivia worked great. Babysitting for Rootbeer, who knew?! Win win, I get a quiet appointment where they scrape, claw, and dig into my arm and hand muscles (my therapist – not my kids, they’re not there, remember?) and they get to stay home, ignore their chores, and fight without me yelling at them to stop! Sounds painful, but hurts so good. (I guess for the kids too!) Granted today’s appointment was filled with my phone vibrating as they tried to text and call their tattling instead of just screaming it down the stairwell. #facepalm

While I was gone, the painters came to start work on our house. Well, not paint yet, just washing everything down. I’m excited to see some color change. Yet, also TERRIFIED. It’s scary, this is a big canvas, people. It’ll be bye bye brown for this casa, and hello gray! (Still terrified.)

That little yet, not so little… sniffle pink and blonde blob is Charlie yelling “MOM, WHY YOU AFFER DA STREET?!” from the front step. (For those that don’t speak three-year-old-er that’s “Mom, why are you across the street?”) Can you believe that little peanut is almost 3-1/2? Rachael wasn’t even that old when we moved into this house! Crazy. Between the tree in the front and the height of this girl’s vocabulary… it’s just crazy how fast time passes.

Summer bucket list will pop up tomorrow – stay tuned.

Challenge Day #3

Challenge Day #3

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Day three is “what makes you happy” – good heavens. Talk about a loaded question! There are so many things that make me happy, so many things that are important to my well-being, I wouldn’t even know how to make an entire list or where it would end. But to begin?

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If nothing else, that seems like a great start to me.

(And just 14 minutes shy of my deadline, ha!)

Monday Monday…

Monday Monday…

After two days of puke and laundry still coming out of my ears (or literally resting in my upstairs tub in the kids’ bathroom) I’m exhausted. We also painted the laundry room, hung the cabinet, put the bag holders on the wall, and I’m scheduled to spray paint tomorrow before a week of rain. Needless to say: I’m beat.

I kept Facebook up to date and really REALLY don’t want to retype. Here’s how our weekend went:

Status Update #1, Sunday: This is so incredibly depressing. I worked so hard this morning to throw this huge planned activity together for my Primary kids (we’re out of paper for the printer so I thought I was going to have to wing it entirely, but then I found some old scrapbook paper this morning that was a normal size with only one printed side that I could flip and use!) I put all the goodies into my Leprechaun hat – as bad as my Sunday was going – I couldn’t wait to get up in front of those kids! We piled into the car, and started to head out of the neighborhood when Charlotte threw up ALL. OVER. THE. CAR. The seat, the car seat, her dress, her jacket, down the door, on the door handle – LITERALLY. ALL. OVER. We turned around, bathed her in the kitchen sink, grabbed a different dress and jacket, got back in the car, went to church, sat in the foyer. She throws up AGAIN. I caught it IN HER DRESS and practically yelled at Cameron to open the door so I could take her out in the rain. Thinking she was done – I mean SERIOUSLY, where else could anything be stored in that little body? – I tried to comfort her from afar at which point she nearly throws up all over me. Poor Cameron, who has a very weak stomach, was scrambling to help but not get sick at the same time. We sent Duncan to get paper towels, I stripped her naked with a diaper – still in the rain – and walked around the outside of the church to meet the family at the car. We drove home with the windows down because of the awful smell, and I bathed her for the 3RD time this morning. Cameron left about 20 minutes ago to go teach his lesson. FACEPALM. I don’t think St. Patrick’s Day likes me. Ultimately? I’m really bummed that I don’t get to see my Primary kids with this beard and Leprechaun hat. 😦

Status Update #2, Sunday: Wow. *exhales* Rant over.

Status Update #3, after 1am Monday: Ladies and Gentlemen… We have a bug. Just cleaned off a hysterical 4-year-old covered head to toe. Stay far far away…

Status Update #4, about 7am: Ooh, and again this morning. Piled right on the carpet. The large plastic container I gave her last night? “It’s okay, mom, it’s not dirty.” Oh, GOOD! :-/

Status Update #5, again, around 7am: I feel like my cold is rearing its head again. Couldn’t get to sleep last night after Rachael woke me, then when I finally did Cam woke up because of a neighbor’s dog. This is gearing up to be an… interesting… day.

Status Update #6, about 1:30pm: We’re still alive! So far no more projectile incidents. Cleaned the upstairs carpets, painted the laundry room, and trashed the kitchen by emptying the laundry room into it so we could have room to paint, ha! Next up, watching the paint dry, filling the room back in, and then cycling through the new masses of laundry. I need to spray paint my displays but this sky is looking like rain. I guess I could spray and then move them… durnOregon.

Status Update #7, literally five seconds after I posted Update #6: UGH. I had to tempt fate. Good thing the bucket was nearby. She’s now contently watching “the Bob show” (Bob the Builder).

Wow. What a day. Night? Weekend? Afternoon? Wee hours of the morning? Call it what you will… it’s been a long one. Photos tomorrow of the kitchen counters, and hopefully I’ll be starting an apron for my Paparazzi parties! Must must get through laundry though. And spray paint displays before the good ol’ rain is back. Ahh, even when sick and when dealing with sick babies… life just keeps on going…