My Mother

This is for those of you who know my mother. Here she is with an MP5 shooting terrorists in Vegas last weekend. Not what you think of when you hear the word Grandma, right? Maybe that is why my boys call her Mumzie.

Wright Baby Sports Stocking

Now that my sister's baby shower is over I can show you my latest completed project. I had to do it before my baby comes or it would not get done before Christmas.

She has not picked a name for the baby yet, so I will have to add that later. Now to work on the one for our next addition.

New Words

Daniel ran into get me from Relief Society after church this afternoon and quite loudly stated "Hey Mom, a-hole means dog." My jaw dropped and I started trying to quickly make my way to him and out of the room before he could say it again. Of course as soon as we were out in the hallway he started chanting "a-hole, a-hole" over and over again, Jaxon mimicking him every step of the way. After a rapid escape to the car we had a little discussion about what that really means and that whoever told him it was a dog lied to him. He was embarrassed more than anything and afraid of being in trouble. When tears welled up in his eyes all I could do was wipe them away and let him know that not everyone tells the truth, sometimes people tell you lies to try to get you in trouble.

To my amazement the little girl who taught him this new word was in the 4 year old class. Now if I was as naive now as I was before having children I would assume she heard it from her parents, but I know kids pick things up from many influential sources. I just hope all the women in Relief Society today don't think that Daniel learned to say that word from either of us.

Where am I?

I woke up this morning wondering "Where am I? Do I even remember?" I had to open the door to remember we had moved to a little trailer park in Lake Elsinore the day before. The Lake looked nice, but dirty and no body contact allowed. The boys LOVED all the dead fish along the edge of the water; I didn't! We made sure to enjoy it from a distance.

Johnny was called out this morning and guess where he was sent? We have come full circle! He was sent back to work for Henkels & McCoy in Ontario, CA. We moved out closer to there today and hope to actually move back to the same park we were in the entire part of last year once they have an opening. It will be nice to move to a place where I know my way around and have some friends. It will be nice to go to church and see familiar faces. I realized last week how much I missed that and I know moving back to Ontario is an answer to my prayers.

Personal Space

Thursday I made an overnight trip to my parent's house to take Jaxon to the dentist for the 2nd time this week. He broke the top of one of his front bottom teeth off, then managed to break the filling off the same day I spent two hours at the dentist with him (and the other two boys) having it fixed. Besides the fun time at the dentist I had to drop off 6 days worth of what I like to call "poo samples" from Wesley to the lab. He is now undergoing a slew of allergy testing due to months of irregular bowel movements. Boy was I ever glad to get that out of my refrigerator/freezer.

I am sure you can imagine that after the car ride added to our fun times together that day I was excited to get home and tag Johnny to take over with the kids. This is the fist thing I noticed when I pulled up.

Of course my first thought was "what the heck are they thinking?" I immediately felt like my personal space was completely invaded. They are extremely close to our trailer. I am talking not even a foot from our electrical connection! With the immense amount of open grassy area here and the large size of each space there is no reason for it. To ease my frustration we closed all the blinds and went on a walk to the park, all the way thinking of reasons these new campers felt compelled to place their tent just so.

1. They are hoping to catch a glimps of me in the buff through our bent aluminum mini blinds?OR NOT. I don't have any vain misconceptions about my 30 week prego body.

2. Maybe they like being inches from our sewage drain?

3. Maybe they relish the shade from our trailer?

4. Maybe they enjoy listening to Jaxon's blasting cry every time he doesn't get his way?

5. Maybe they like seeing my precious Wesley bounce on the couch in front of the window every night after his bath?

6. Maybe they wanted to be close enough Daniel could spray them with his fire hose this morning when he was in his firefighter costume (hehe...I mean oops).

Whatever it is I was frustrated at first but now that I think about it, it could only have been poor planning at its finest. Poor tent campers sleeping next to our sewer and having to listen to my kids banging and screaming. I bet they'll rethink their tent placement on their next outing.

Yeah for Mother's Day!

I know no one else is thinking of Mother's Day yet, but my amazing cousin Kim was and she called me today with awesome news. She got my sister Jeanine and I tickets to the Ellen Degeneres Mother's Day Giveaway show. I am stoked. Maybe you are not so stoked yet, but that is because you don't realize they pretty much give away everything you could ever need for a baby except a car! Last year they gave everyone in the audience a 6 month supply of diapers, a $300 high chair, diaper bag, baby video monitor, baby carrier, bathtub, clothes, stroller, blankets, wipes/lotion/cleaning supplies, necklaces for mommy, etc. Look for us in the audience, we will be just two of the hundred prego ladies there that day!

Overprotective?

I call myself overprotective all the time, but really I think I am just a normal mom. My oldest is only 5 so why would I let him outside unsupervised? If we lived in a quiet neighborhood in Mesa like we used to near people and children that I knew well it would be different. Instead, we go from place to place and meet new people all the time. Kids can easily be snatched, disappear, or be run over. That is why I totally don't get Daniel's new little best buddy or his parents. Daniel is starving for friendship away from Jaxon who he considers a menace most of the time. This new friend is 6, travels with his family (his Dad said God appeared to him, told him to give away his business, and that all government leaders worship Satan), and all the kids are supposedly home schooled. He is a nice kid, but I don't need anymore kids to watch than I already have and in the almost week we have been here I have never even seen his mother. She has never even come to check on him once or to meet me! He spent an entire afternoon with us at the lake without telling her where he was going. We had to make him go home to get shoes. He has not changed clothes or bathed I believe in at least 5 days.

Am I crazy overprotective? I just want to know where my kids are, what they are doing, and who they are with. Daniel is not allowed to play at this kids trailer; they have to be in front of ours where I can see and hear them or I go with them. They (this kid and his 3 siblings) ask for food all the time, taught Daniel to say "what the hell" which he repeated to me tonight in the bathtub, and tell him to say "the "s" word" which luckily he still thinks means stupid. I tried to talk to Daniel about the importance to family, family always comes first, and friends are only friends if they help you be better, but he insists they are best friends forever and nothing will ever change that (I am not too worried about that part though since they are leaving in 2 days, haha).

Maybe I am crazy but I would rather be a little overprotective and even overbearing and not have something terrible happen than be too lenient and have my child disappear. This morning at church I started thinking maybe I was being too judgemental toward this woman. I don't really know their whole situation, but at the same time I am tempted to call child protective services.