Another day in the Jungle (not really) More Like Another Day like Any Other Day Except Different

Ah what a day! JM1 had a great day with Wacky Wenesday. He wore all of his clothes backwards and inside out and "we even got to eat dessert first, Mom!" It was a good day at preschool for him. JM3 had a well check that I forgot about. The office called yesterday to remind me. I'm pretty good at putting things on the calendar-especially doctor appointments and stuff like that so I don't know how I missed this one. Oh well. We made it on time, though, and my littlist jumpin monkey is doing great. He did get 4 shots though. Even though I have seen it with my other two, babies getting shots is one of the worst parts of babyhood for the mother (and not so great for the baby, either!). The nurse lines him up on the table and I get to hold his little arms while she leans in on his little knees to keep his legs straight and still. He thinks it's a game and is all smiles and coos and then BAM! the sweet smiling eyes turn quickly into shock and then to pain as they fill up with tears and he looks at me like "how could you do this to me? I thought you loved me!". It's over almost before we know it and he gets two Snoopy bandaids. I think the pain lingers longer with me than it does with him.

JM2 had occupational therapy today. His therapist is so nice and she brought a trainee with her today. I have to wonder what these therapist really think while they're here doing their assessments. They ask a few questions I give them answers based on what I know and what I think they are looking for and then 45 minutes later they write up a review and tell me what I need to work on and they're gone. I wonder if they get in their cars and roll their eyes. Not that it matters in the long run. They get paid whether I do what they want or not.

JM1 had a T-ball game tonight. Some mom on the team ( I think the coaches wife) gives out huge wads of bubble gum to the kids right before the game so all the kids are out in the field smacking and chomping their gum and pulling on it and playing with it. It's so gross. Plus, they aren't focusing on the game because gum is just too cool! Since JM1 doesn't get gum at home then it's like a forbidden fruit AND T-ball! What a combo! KingRob doesn't see it as quite the dilemma that I do so I may have to let this one go. (chose your battles, choose your battles choose your battles...sigh)

Just Another Tuesday

JM3 slept for nearly 6 hours last night without eating. Hopefully this will be the new trend for our nights. He had pears tonight for the first time. Since he was also eating green beans, I can honestly say that he prefers pears over green beans. JM1 concurred.

JM2 had speech therapy this morning. He is so cute with the therapist. Her job is to play with him and tell me how she sees his improvement. She also asks me if I am doing the exercises that she has told me about with him. I do them occasionally but when she asks me it's obvious I don't do them enough. Once she mentioned how much one on one time I get with him daily and I laughed. He's lucky to get one on one time a couple of times a week. It's not that I don't want to spend that time with him- it's just that other stuff happens because we have lives to live and I don't live in a box. Do you hear that rationalizing? That's me trying to get the Mother-guilt out of my system.

We went to the Jumping Place today. It's one of those bigs rooms that is filled with giant jumping inflatables. The kids go berzerk there and get lots of energy out. They've been storing energy for 2 days now since it's been raining. They had so much fun that all of us got a nap when we got home. (now that's fun!!)

Not much else exciting today. Tomorrow is Wacky Wednesday at preschool for JM1. He is so excited. He told me tonight at dinnertime that he is going to wear his underpants on his head! We'll see.

Rainy Days and Mondays - Both Make Me Crazy So You Can Tell Where I Am Today

Today has been one of those days. I dropped the kids off at school, went to the drycleaners, then headed to the mall. You see, yesterday when I went to the mall I bought a purse in addition to the shirts. There were two purses that I loved. I couldn't decide between them but went ahead and bought the one I thought I liked the most. By the time I got home I knew I got the wrong one so I decided that if by this morning I still was thinking about the other one, I'd go and get it. Sure enough. I was. So I headed to the mall and got there 30 minutes before opening time so I was able to get in little exercise and walk around the mall until it opened. I got the purse (which was still on sale) and got some footie PJ's for JM3 and headed home.

When I got home I fed the baby and recapped on my purchases. (I always have to do a purchase recap. You know, where you go over everything you bought and then you look at it all again.) I was just getting ready to go get JM2 when I noticed my wedding ring was gone! Wasn't on my hand, in the jewelery box, by the sink, on the floor. NOWHERE. Panicking and crying I run all over the house balling my head off trying to find the ring. I never take my ring off and when I do I leave it in the jewelery box. After JM3 was born I couldn't wear it all the time because my crazy hormones caused a rash to develop under it and I had to leave it off for it to heal. But now I can wear it all the time so for me to not have it on is more than shocking. Anyway, I run all over the house and finally decide to call KingRob at work and tell him so he will come home and help me look. (because of course, he has nothing else to do but surround himself with my insane panicky requests) The phone rings and rings. I call again. Again Ring ring ring. I call again and again ring ring ring to voice mail. I call again. Still off to voice mail. I put the phone down and run back into the kitchen and check the sink. Nothing. The phone rings. KingRob whispers "I'm in a meeting" and I break down into the phone and sobbingly tell him I have lost my wedding ring. He starts asking me all the questions about where have I been and what do I normally do with it. I run to the bathroom to look at the sink. Nothing. But I see something else. Not the ring, but the jar of jewelery cleaner. Then it all comes back to me. Since I am wearing my ring more now, I decided early this morning to soak it in jewelery cleaner and then promptly forgot about it! I tell KingRob quickly that I found it and that I love him and good bye. Then I collapse internally for 2 seconds, grab JM3 and head to preschool to get JM2. Good grief!

As I was loading the car with JM3 with the garage door open. I notice the bug guy (Bulwark Exterminating the best bug guys ever) had parked his car in front of my house. I remembered right then that they called last week to remind me that I was due for external service today. I didn't see him in the truck so I figured he was already at the door. I needed to check to make sure the gate was unlocked so I finished buckling the baby in and turned to go around to the front door. As I turned around, the bug guy was standing in my driveway and had been there the entire time I was tending to the baby. He scared the crap out of me! I jumped at least 3 feet and started to laugh. He apologized profusely and said that he had been waiting until I finished to say anything. I guess after losing my ring, I was pretty jumpy. I'm sure he thought I was a mental case.

I really need to cut down on the coffee!!!

Tonight is REALife Group. I need to get my house cleaned up.

Shopping Therapy

Boy was today a nice day. It didn't start out so great though (e.g. JM3 (Jumpinmonkey 3) got up too early, couldn't go back to sleep, argument with KingRob, missed church because we were running so late) But it did get better. About half way through the day KingRob asked me what I was planning on doing today. He asked me if I wanted to go shopping while he watched the monkeys. I didn't waste a second of time and headed over to the mall to get a couple of shirts. Just shirts. I don't have any that look better than a potato sack so my goal was to find a shirt or two that looks "fashionable". I'm too old for trendy, so I'll have to go with "fashionable". And at my age, it HAS to be written with quotations or it just doesn't make sense.

So I get going in the direction of the mall and immediately have a mini panic attack because I don't know where JM3 is. It lasted approximately 2 heartbeats then I remembered he's with KingRob back at home probably taking a nap by now. Whew. I really should get away from the kids more often so I remember what that feels like!

At the mall I go to my favorite little boutique where everything costs twice as much as it should be but it's oh-so-cute. I am hoping to find something on sale. I only have one hour to shop so I decide to start there to get it over with. Of course they have adorable "age appropriate" clothing with flair. And shoes too. And purses (but the purses are ugly) . The sales ladies start to visit with me and we begin to talk about raising girls in todays world. Now I usually have an opinion on this sort of talk and even though I don't have any girls, I am a girl so I get interested sometimes in what goes on in the girl world. However, today I have only 1 hour to get in, get my shirts, get out and get back home. The lady starts telling me about her friend who's daughter is dating a criminal and blah blah blah... I look at my watch... only 45 more minutes to go! On and on she goes about this poor girl. Finally she just stops as if she's realized she's said to much and I am free to get out of there. I make haste to Macy's and don't look back!

I got home an hour late but KingRob wasn't mad and he even wanted me to model my new "fashionable" shirts. The first was an olive green Tee with buttons at the center of the neckline. It had a white undershirt with lace that pokes out of the buttons of the top shirt. Very stylish compared to what I had at home. KingRob thinks it's a little too sexy for a T-shirt. I think he likes it but doesn't at the same time. Hmm.

He took the boys to play golf while I made fajitas for dinner. Yum.

Monday morning looms ahead. I hope to get more sleep tonight. Hopefully JM3 will do well tonight and not need me too many times.

T-Ball at 10

Today was the third game in the official T-Ball season for JM1(JumpinMonkey1). He has improved so much in just 3 games. The "pitcher" on the other team got hit in the leg with the ball and tried to be brave, but finally gave in to the pain and cried like any little boy would. He's only 5 so it was understandable. He had to be carried off the field by his dad. JM2(JumpinMonkey2) dug up rocks in the mud and with his dirty little hands ate popcorn shared by his 3 year old friend, Kam. The mother of Kam noted that some of the popcorn was coming from popcorn spilt in the dirt. "Builds their immunity" she said. I'd have to agree. Four years and 3 kids ago, I would have wiped his tongue with a clorox wipe and flushed him out with a gallon of water. Now, I just check to see if the popcorn is old or new. Newish in this case.

KingRob took us to our favorite outdoor restaurant for lunch and the kids got to watch the boats and play in the fountain. Pink and yellow flowers were all over ground and JM1 picked up a few for our table. JM2 thought the flowers would tasted better in Queso. We had to remove them after that.

Then it's home for naps and quietness. None of which I got simply because I can't sleep during the day and JM1 and JM2 have yet to quiet down. Could be a problem except that it means early to bed for non-nappers. Myself excluded.

KingRob just announced that he wants to go for a hike in the woods today. When JM3 wakes up, I'll put him in the snugly or backpack and to the woods we'll go.