My T.V. was Off?

This morning Charlie crawled in to bed with me while D-man was in the shower. It was still dark and Abby and William were still asleep(how wonderful!). I asked Charlie if he had a good sleep last night and he said, "Mom, I had the best sleep that I have had in a long time." I couldn't think what could he mean. He is five. He has not been sick. As far as I have known he has been sleeping just fine lately. I asked, "Why do you think last night was better than usual?" He responded, "Well Mom, last night I remembered to shut my T.V. off before I went to sleep."
Again...He is five, he does not have a T.V. in his room. I must have looked at him funny so then he explained. "Mom, my brain is my T.V. When I am trying to sleep it plays movies in my head. Sometimes, the movies are very scary so they make me not be able to sleep. Last night I remembered to shut my T.V off before I went to sleep so the scary movies could not keep me awake."
Wouldn't it be so wonderful if people that were kept awake by worries and fears could just shut their T.V.s off?

Feeling Guilty . . .

After all of my complaining and now that my three angels are fast asleep I have all of this guilt. Here are some random pictures of these guys over the past few days. I decided to look at the pictures rather than wake up those monkeys. Isn't it crazy that some days I just can't wait to get everybody into bed and then all I can think about is waking them up and stealing some hugs and kisses!!!! Wackadooo, that is me!

Hats, Coats, Mittens, Boots. . .

When I started blogging, which really wasn't that long ago, I didn't want to be the complainer, but here I go. . . I am so sick of putting hats, coats, mittens boots on three kids to go anywhere and come home. This weather is getting to me. I can't take it. By the time I've got all their stuff on to leave the house I am either sweating my butt off from bundling them up that I am forgetting my stuff so then I am freezing my butt off outside. Whaaa, Whaa, Whaa! I know, what a boring post. I need a pina colada on the beach somewhere under the hot sun. I wouldn't mind helping them into their swim suits. I swear I will never complain about sun block again. I promise... sunblock and bug spray rock!!!!!

A Safe House...

As always, picking up the kids from preschool is quite the trip!!! The conversations are priceless! After getting Charlie, Matt, Abby, and William strapped into my mystery van, (as the kids call it) Matt said, "When I grow up I am going to have SCARECURITY at my house to keep all the bad guys away." Abby said, "Will me and Charlie be able to come over and see you?". Matt said, "Well, it depends if they scare you away or not." Abby replied, "Matt, We are never going to play with you ever again!" She didn't like that she was going to have to go through his "scarecurity" to get to see him. She quickly got over it because later in the day she was asking to be his girlfriend. Charlie just wanted to know what kind of weapons the "scarecuriy" were going to have. Matt was sure there were not going to be any bad guys or ghosts at his house. "My house will be safe!", Matt assured us.
Where do they come up with these ideas?????

William's First Haircut

Everyone has been at me for awhile to get my babe's haircut. Now I look back and think, wow, he really needed it and what the heck was I waiting for!!! He sat on my lap and he did great! He got fidgety about half-way through. All he was trying to do was get his thumb outside of the cape and to his mouth. Once he got the thumb in his mouth he did great again! I could not find a good picture of his mullet before. I am sure Amy or Mary has one because they are like the paparazzi every time we see them. But, I thought this was a good one of my little football player with the mullet. Look close!!! I wish I could have taken a picture of him while getting the haircut, but I didn't have enough hands. Oh well, here he is in the car after. William looks like a big, little boy in this picture. I love his haircut!

After...

Before....

A Nice Clean Shave

I was thinking of something that happened to me, well it must be, 15 years now. Gosh, does time fly! I was in my first year of college to become a Registered Nurse and I took a job as a nurse's aid in a local retirement home. It was not a regular nursing home. It was a beautiful mansion and all of the people that lived there entered when they were well and spent the rest of their lives there. Many still drove cars and then as their health deteriorated they were very well taken care of. I look back on this job as one that I learned so much not just for my future career, but for my life! This was an amazing generation of people who had so many meaningful stories to offer from their life experiences.
I began with a group of ten girls. We had a couple of weeks of training and then we were on our own. My first day on my own, I was a nervous wreck! The Nurse that I was working with gave me my assignment for the day. The assignment had a list of people that I would be responsible to help get cleaned up and dressed in the morning, help with meals, help to the bathroom, and to help with activities through out the day. On my list was "Mr. So and So". I had a very nervous stomach and still do for that matter. As I was heading into "Mr. So and So's" room, Nurse Annie said, "Don't forget to shave him. He likes a nice clean shave." Doesn't she know that I can not even shave my own legs with out cutting them, I thought. I tried to talk my way through it as I entered the room.
I kept a smile on and tried to be as cheerful as I could despite how nervous I was. "Mr. So and So" seemed a little cranky during my first impression. His crankiness did not help my nervousness. I explained that I was going to help him get ready for the day and we would start off by shaving. He agreed to it and so I began. I lathered his whole face up. I made pretty big mess with the shaving cream. I think he sensed how nervous I was. I began shaving. I was using his disposable razor. My hands were shaking!. I was so afraid of cutting his face up. I was slow and careful with each stroke. I got through his whole face and I was so proud of myself that I had not seen any blood. I rinsed of his face with a warm face cloth and then I realized what i did. The cap was still on the razor. I had to explain to him and tell him what I did. He was a really good sport and he let me begin again. I did not cut him. I gave him a nice clean shave that day and many more after that. We became great friends.

Life's A Beach!!!

This weather is getting to everybody! We have had enough of the cold, wind and snow. We just can't wait to get back to the beach.

Thinking Differently

I was tagged by my sister Mary over at Happenings Today to think differently. Oh well I have been thinking long and hard about what to think different about. I have been down in the dumps lately for no good reason at all but here goes. Donald just started a new job January 2 and he has been leaving the house at 530 in the morning and not returning until after 7 at night. The way I have been thinking is "woe is me". It is a long day with three kids 5, 3 and 1. Blah, blah, blah! To think differnt I am thinking it must be tough on him not to see the kids during the week. Those are long days for him. I sure wouldn't want to be leaving in the dark and coming home in the dark. The kids miss him too. I am thinking I must stop feeling bad for myself and be the rock. Have more patience for the kids and be more supportive for Donald! I need to not sweat the small stuff and cherrish the time we have together as a family! Here goes!!!

A Nice Smile!

A mother at Charlie, Abby and Matt's preschool said today that her daughter told their family that she wants to marry Charlie. The mother asked her "Why Charlie?" The little girl said, "He has a nice smile." I am his mother so of course to me he has the best smile! Little does she know, every morning at 5:30 am, he whispers from the bathroom, "I'm all done". This is for me to come wipe!

growing up or... Growing Down?!

I was listening to Abby and Charlie play "house" this morning and the conversation went like this,

Abby: "Charlie, Momma is going to grow down and be the whittle gorl and you can be the Daddy and I will be the Momma."

As children we spend our days looking forward to going to school, driving, being a "grown-up", getting married, having a baby, and another, and another....
Imagine if we could grow down? Oh well, just a thought.

Happy New Year!

I know this is very late, but I am trying to get into the blog world! I enjoy reading the blogs out there!
On New Years Day we took the train into Boston to see the ice sculptures from the night before. It was quite the adventure! On second thought,isn't that the glory of having little ones to travel with? Everything is an adventure!