Rainy Day Operation..

Today is overcast with a chance of meatballs. No I didn't say cloudy, I said overcast.

Just kidding. Meatballs?? Nah, but maybe chocolate covered almonds and hot fudge sundaes. Yes, that's better!! Now I'm hungry.

The children were playing "Operation". Not the normal one either. Shrek. You know, you can pull out his "toe jam", or his "ear wax", or my favorite, his "humongous fungus" for $500.00!!

They had a blast! Even Cheyenne got into it, and she got up at 3:30am to milk cows for the neighbor. Believe me it must not have been a pretty sight!

Jacob's doing a pretty good job.

Cole takes removing body parts from Shrek very seroiusly.

Carter's turn. I think he won.

 The little knuckle head.

Of course, he sits there and let's everyone know how he's going to win no matter what how hard they try. It's his psychological tactic. Don't laugh, it's pretty creepy to have this five yr. old sitting there putting hexes on you.

Now I'm leaving you to go find some ice cream and hot fudge.

No, I just remembered, the kids ate it all.

Okay, I'm going to find some choc. chips.

The Marshmallow Man

Here he is. The product of my children's imaginations.

Not only do they make marshmallow men, but they take pictures of them too.

On days like today, I need to be reminded that even though they make my blood pressure rise up to Heaven, they are still children.
No, they are my children and I love them.
Marshmallow men and all.

I'm trying, but being supermom just beyond me...

So every once in a while, I need to take a deep breath, and look at the lillies!! Take a good look because at the bottom of this post, there is a very disturbing picture. Trust me, it's something only a boy would think of. Well, I guess technically, he's a man. But who's technical around here??

Did you ever in your life feel like you have 89 things to do, and about 5 minutes to do it?? Of course you have.

My solution? Curl up in a ball with a piece of chocolate in your hand. Preferrably something with almonds in it. This works about 75% of the time. The other 25%, we're not going to talk about, it just ended badly.

Maybe that's why I have so much weight to lose?? I know it's not from those 8 children I produced. They had nothing to do with it at all.

So here I am with another month gone by, and no blogging taking place. Really, I didn't see this coming it just happens. The older I get, the faster life goes by. It sucks. Not life, the fastness.

Right now, I'm blogging, ordering my homeschool curriculum from Sonlight, checking the weather, and writing up my children's affidavits so I can get them notorized and handed in to the school by Aug. 1.

Please note: the weather check is for hanging out laundry. Yes, this weather is not ideal for my laundry schedule. It rains about every night, and if the children don't get the wash in on time, it gets washed again!! They've been pretty good, only one night has our laundry gotten washed again.

Is gotten a word?? Great. I'm wondering this as I'm ordering "Grammer Ace" for my son. Oh yeah, I'm qualified alright!!

Qualified to be commited to the funny farm that is. Wait a minute, I think I'm already there!!

20 Year olds.

That's all I have to say at this point. Maybe I'll be more intelligent tomorrow??
We'll see.

I almost had a heart attack.... almost.

One of our sons was driving the tractor for the first time. He tetted hay, and he hauled hay, and we unloaded hay that he hauled.

He hauled more hay, and we unloaded hay.

It kind of keeps going like that in a circle.

But you have to understand, this was Wade's first time actually working with a tractor. I know he's 14, he should have been doing this since he's 5. Right??

No, that's what happens when you have big brothers that have been doing the work for years, like since they were 5. Jason has relied on them for a long time, they know what they're doing, and everything runs smoothly. Now that the two oldest have full time jobs away from the farm (heck our oldest moved out too!) our help has dwindled. Add this to the three of them going on vacation for (GASP) a whole 5 days when we have soo much hay to bail, Jason got desperate.

I guess desperate's not the word, it was beyond time for Wade to drive tractors.

It was a little rough when he pulled out of the barn with a load of hay for the first time.... I told him to pull out as straight as he could, then turn the wheel. He was so excited, we almost lost a barn door. And a beam. But he made it out eventually.

So after painfully watching this, I was having heart failure following him down to another farm where we unload the hay. All I could think about was geeze, if he doesn't swing that tractor again, he's going to hit the stump, take out a road sign, and drive through someone's orchard! I actually had chest pain following him down the road.

You know what he did? That little bugger performed a perfect turn into the driveway without hitting a thing!!

But then it was time to pull up to the elevator.........

Come on, you can do it!!

Thank goodness for little brothers (AKA the know it all!) Just pull up right here, then you can still have enough room after we unload to pull around without backing up!

Okay, time to work!! (GROAN)

Halfway through the load, one of the paddles broke on the elevator. Just when I think the little guys and I can handle at least one load of hay on our own, I'm proven wrong and I have to call the husband. UGH!

Quin and Carter

Occasionally, I have time and oppurtunity to do something fun away from home to which I can only take one child.

One such oppurtunity opened up when my friend, Carolee asked me to go to Knobels with her and her son, Carter. Her husband and other son ditched them for cub scout camping on the weekend of their Knobel's trip for the place of business where they work.

Knobels is a camping/amusement park.

Quin is 9, and Carter is 5, so I wasn't sure how this was going to pan out, but my daughter babysit's for Carolee 2 days a week so the kids are used to each other.

Carter is a nut. As you can see, he's holding his ice cream on his head. He left it up there until he got a brain freeze from the outside - in. He's so adorable, just look at that face, don't you just want to pinch his cheeks?? Don't try it, he morphs into a monster if you do. Trust me. I really miss my pinky finger.

Carter is a thrill ride junkee. For his small nature, you wouldn't think so, but when your small, I think your brain has no fear of height what so ever. Quin on the other hand, has fear, trust me, alot of fear. You should have seen his face on the sea dragon in Delaware. He was sitting next to me, and I couldn't tell whether he was going to poop his pants or throw up his dinner. He just had this look on his face that said, "Get me out of here, and when I live through this, I want another mother"!!

After, about 3 times on the log flume, Quin was on board. He was the coolest, just look at that face, he's saying, "No problem, bring it on". Oh yeah, he was becoming a pro.

But mom on the other hand was well, you could say I'm not entirely afraid of heights, I'm just afraid of, well not even afraid, I'm just a bit weary of things that are up really high.

Yeah, that's it.

Like this big old ride for instance, can you tell how high up we were??

Pretty high, mmmm hmmmm. I was okay, really I was. Until I started remembering that movie, what was it called?? Oh, yeah, Final Destination 3. Don't watch it and go to an amusement park.

I was really having a Final Destination moment right here.

Yes, it wasn't pretty. Not at all.