Morning Date

My friend Mandi and I went to the zoo today with our kiddos, minus one for each of us.  It was so nice to have some adult convo while the kids played and ran, or strolled in my case.  I loved talking about our family, husbands, kids, and our struggles as moms and as daughters of Christ.  It reminded me as Mandi was sharing with me her daily prayer routine, that I might be able to find a litttttle more time for prayers, novenas, mass and Rosary. 

Yesterday, a priest told me during confession that as mothers, we are the root of our home.....great, a huge ugly white thing, even tho at the present momento i feel like that.  haha....what he mean't isss that my moods, reactions, prayer life, service.....everything I do at home or away from home affects my family directly and I keep us rooted in Christ.  I can bring peace or I can bring negativity and conflict.  Its my choice.  My selfish choices always affect 3 other people at least.  

So this is my new task, to remember I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! 

Also, our 1st school picture.  He is such a ham and I am the proud mama with a key chain picture.  I even like to show people at the check out how cute my little boy is, while they are smiling at baby Gianna.....so anyway, yes I am one of those mommies:)!

And my sweet baby girl, who never cries, sleeps through the night, and is just a joy all the time. 

Professional Rationalizer

Ok, so here is the top three things I rationalize to make my behavior acceptable.  I know, kinda sad, but admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery Right?????

1. Cook dinner or pick up something?  Liz train of thought.....hmmm well cooking something would be more economical and healthy and better nutrition for my kids.  BUT BUT BUT they probably wouldn't eat it anyway, and they Love chicken nuggets.  And I wouldn't have to clean the kitchen? And they could eat in the car on the way home!  SOLD

2. Folding Laundry -- I am just going to wait until all of the laundry is washed and dried before I sit down and fold.  See this would be great, if the actual every bit of laundry being clean ever happened in my house.  But it doesn't.

3.  Nagging my husband -- It is my responsibility to help get him to heaven.  Who else is going to tell him if he is not doing things to my specifications.  NAG NAG NAG -- see I am just helping him out, since I know whats best for him.  

Ok, so don't judge.  Rationalization happens hourly in my case.  For those of you who are self controlled and able to temper your mind to only do what is best all the time, I need a lesson, please!!! 

Also, for your viewing pleasure:  PREK POW-WOW

1 little 2 little 3 little Indian

Professional music world.....watch out!

Mommy please stop taking pictures of me

tee pee!

Tale of a Woody Doll......and Mass

So, last Sunday in mass there was a little boy who had this.....

Woody....well, mama makes a mental note that JG just MIIIIGGGHHHTTT want this for Christmas after....

Homily has just begun

JG: Mama that little boy has my woody, we need to get it back

Me:  Buddy, we dont have a Woody like that, ours is little

JG:  Mama, I need a new Woody because mine is missing a leg (this is true)

Me: JG no talking in Church

JG:  But but but but but (stuttering stage) thats my Woody and I WANT IT!!

Me: shhhhh Christmas is coming lets ask Santa, but Santa only brings toys to good listeners

JG: But but but but but but but but That boy took my Woody!!!!

This commentary repeated about 20 times in the next 5 minutes....

Then yesterday morning

JG:  Mama remember that boy who had Woody in Church

Me: Yes buddy

JG:  We need to find out where that little boy lives, so Santa can take his Woody and give it to me.

Logic of a 3 year old.  

Have already been scouting Woody's, even though it was explained 1000 times that Santa Might bring one, but it will definitely not be the little boy in church's. Santa doesnt steal from other kids....he makes toys....right??

multitasking to the mmaaaxxxx

The last few days have been a liiitttle overwhelming.  I havent really stopped to think about it much until I was literally feeding G in her carseat mashed potatoes (from Popeyes) off my pinky while driving at 6:30 last night while JG was incessantly asking me to "shawe my coke."  I was making verrrry sure she wasnt choking, but after a meeting last night, it was 6:30 before she got to partake in the butter filled "mash tatoes" as her brother calls them.  Now, some might say bad mom, but thats ok, I am well aware of my lack of tact and nutrition guidelines when it comes to meals, at times.  Some days fast food will have to do, even though my kids are juuust fine with it.  After morning mass with the school, and JG singing loud, the kids behind me replying in mass (yes 3 year olds) when I stop and take a moment to enjoy the chaos and lack of organization I realize that even though I am able to pull life off.  My kids are alive and healthy at the end of the day, who could ask for more?

Schools Out

Working at his desk

Yes mommy I am making a HUGGGGEEE mess

Yes, on my lap while I work! 

So, school is out today, but I still have to work. Now for the normal mom who makes back up plans, she would have everything lined up.  Me, no. If all else fails, or I just want to.  Haul the kids anywhere!! Since my separation anxiety is greater than theres, on some levels, why not just bring them both to work.  I can do it.  Now today will either go by extremely fast or slow, depending on the moods of the offspring.  But I love them, and have found things to keep them both occupied.  I am definitely ready for the weekend and holidays, but just gotta make it through the day!!  :)