Are they real

While eating cookies shaped like stars Ruby asks, "Are the stars real Mom? Show me, show me that they are real." I showed her this http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=Qwi5L8jcXpg&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DQwi5L8jcXpg

Little Shakespeare

My daughter is dumping various liquids everywhere. She keeps saying, ” mom, I made you lotsa coffee, be careful for you will get burned.

Look!

Ruby saw this picture and exclaimed with excitement "oh look at all the baby honeys!" Ever since she was little she has called alligators and crocodiles honey. Have no idea where she got this or why she picked the name honey but it is become hilarious many times. Once when we were at the aquarium, there was an alligator in a tank. Ruby stood there for a full 20 minutes calling him honey and talking to him in baby talk. It was at that moment with people all gathered around us that I realized just how humorous this little person had become.

The zombies will not get my brains

I am having a blast with this ap. Today while picking up supplies (an ax and a pair of underwear) a helicopter exploded above me. I am hoping soon to have the endurance to run a whole 5k and do a zombie run in person. Who knew the undead could be such a motivator?

We are family!!!

Yeah, pretty much we all do this

Run zombies!!!

Those zombies don’t stand a chance, I run BAREFOOT!

FaceTime take two

FaceTime

I loves it!

Eye on the prize

Hurry up guys or we won’t have time to make brownies.


OH!!


That’s right children, keep your eyes on the prize.

Tiny one

Sometimes tiny one…. The only thing that matters is that we all end the day still breathing. I am glad that you opened your eyes for your mother and she could put her head close to you and breathe in your sweet baby scent. I’m glad we both parted the day as friends. See you next week, it is both a humbling and harrowing experience to watch you grow.

Even on the wall

This is plankton. My daughter draws him very well.

Wild side

My life is full of a lot of this. I am hoping it will include more of this in the future.

I think these thoughts

What will my memories of this time be like 10, 5 or even 2 years from now? I am a very positive person. It seems even the times that were the darkest to me shine like bright stones in the river bed when enough time has been allowed to pass. This time now isn’t particularly dark. It has been full of good, bad and monotony. I watch them play, trying to capture a moment in time to remember. What will I hold on to?  There are several memories that stick out as the best right now. I wonder what emotions will carry over. They tan as dark as native Americans in the summer. Each one decorated with the white designs of their swimsuits on their backs. A ghostly reminder of winter on their tiny bodies. Even though it is just us now, we manage to fill the days. They still want to be with me and do what I am doing. The oldest less now. She has entered the age where parents cease to be all knowing. She knows I make mistakes and am wrong sometimes. She also knows that she has a strong will and tests it against me frequently. I try to fill the days with friends and activities, sometimes feeling as if we are carrying on in a post apocalyptic time. That it is just me and them alone in the world. I feel that soon the pretending will stop. I will have to stop pretending that they are mine forever and learn to enjoy a new life without their tiny laughter and bickering in the back seat of our station wagon. I will have to learn to be me instead of mom.

The Internet is for.............. CATS

I think my pre-teens are ruining their childhood for me. There hasn’t been any long term interests for me to hate. No spice girls or bieber obsessions for me to grimace over. They just watch videos about cats all day long on YouTube. The internet… It ruins it

Chicken bell ringer

My little Cracker (leave me alone, she was named by the adorable children) got out today. It is sort of surreal that it isn’t that strange to have your door bell rang by a man holding a fuzzy chicken. Also… it’s not the first time the chicken was in the house.

My birthday this year.

MY BIRTHDAY
It was awesome… Ruby danced the car wash with our waiter, Ava broke a plate, I accidentally pinched Olivia’s finger with a lobster claw, and Kayla wore my iced tea. But believe it or not, I had a great time!!!
AND, I wore my jellyfish earrings!

This makes me happy

All the hattttttttsssssss!!!!

Oh the colors

I have to wash my sheets and blankets. All that was left was mismatched. Now my bed is too loud to sleep in

Kindle Fire

I wonder if the kids are making a statement. My kindle appears to be on fire.

I need to remember why

This is serious work. Don’t think because I am smiling that I have no idea how quickly this situation can change. Twice this week I have entangled myself in tubes and wires to stand guard while a mother, still groggy from surgery, examines her tiny newborn for the first time. Twice this week I have advocated in my loud voice and have been uncharacteristically pushy to allow this moment to happen. I know you won’t be able to sleep really until you have smelled his sweet skin at least just once.
Once this week I have held someone’s hand while they made the decision to stop fighting.
I am smiling; I am congratulating, but I am also watching color changes and counting respirations.
I am here for you.

We do this

Sometimes after dinner we have dance parties.

Sorry...

Sorry family. But… SWEET POTATOES for every meal!!!!!

I am a jerk.... Oh yes I am.

The older I get the more of a jerk I become. Today while getting gas at the gas station I giggled because the lady that was taking my money had Parkinson’s and she was jittering, her computer was jittering, and my money was jittering. Every stinking thing in the store was jittering. And I realized while walking away that it wasn’t the least bit humorous.
Later while driving home I passed a fairly well-dressed man holding a suitcase. I almost stopped and then it occurred to me that this man could’ve easily called a taxi. Maybe he was like my ex-husband and he deserved to be standing there. So I drove away, but not before I hit my brakes and saw his hopeful expression.
I am a jerk.