My thorn in my side

Ode To Laundry
I hate my laundry mountain, it seems to never end,
I feel like when I’m close to done, is when I start again.

The sorting and the smelling, could you wear these one more day?
I swear I just put these in your drawers and once again they’ve come my way.

I really don’t have the patience to sit and fold all these clothes.
I’d much rather be productive clipping toenails from my toes.

Oh, watching T.V while I’m folding can be fun and productive you say?
But, the more I watch the less I fold and my mind gets swept away.

I should just fold like my grandma does straight from the dryer.
But my dryer is piled with this and that there’s no room…not even to perspire!

It’s just a tedious, daunting job that no one likes to do.
I think I’d like to trade job’s with my son, and just pick up puppy poo.

I don’t know why I bother folding the kids’ clothes at all.
I get them into piles and before they get to the drawers they fall.

I also lose various nick nacks and things under my mountain of guilt.
And my clothes are so very wrinkled my irioning baskets’ full to the hilt.

So I unwittingly create another unnecessary job for me.
And instead of taking one hour….it’s now going to take three.

I wish I could just hire someone to wash and fold my life’s loathing.
All I know is in the world I create? We will have disposable clothing.

My Little Easter Bunnies

Real Quick: Our Easter Sunday was a great day. The kids looked so cute and were so patient waiting to look for eggs and baskets. We have 8am church and of course we woke up late so we had to do all the festivities after church, but despite that Bartel said it was "his best easter ever", the Easter Bunny had brought him his webkins....finally. So busy helping Mom with dishes....
What the?!!! The "pantie phantom" strikes again!

Cheeeese....hurry and take the picture please!
Annie, Bartel, Co-co aka: The Troublemakers
One handsome kid

Bartel Loooooves Annie Banannie!

Easter toy mishap....
No, we do not learn from our mistakes here....she kept playing "blow dryer" and then I hear this "OHHH Man!!"
Do not be fooled with the white dresses and angelic expressions.....Actually, they are good girls and dang cute too!

Ketchup Time......

Ok, so it's been awhile and I don't know where to start. I don't even know what day it is! Ok, it's Tuesday, but I have no idea of the date, all I know is that March is coming to an end quickly.
How about some "Highlights" for the past few weeks?

#1Gettin' Cozy: Yes, right now my life theme song is "Oops, I did it again!" I broke down and got another puppy....But look how cute she is. Her name is "Cozette" and we also call her "Cozy". She's a munch. She's half shitzu and yorkie. When we brought he home she was almost 5 wks old. She was perfect. She whimpered when she had to go potty and we would take her out. She slept all night after 2 nights......she's almost 9 weeks now and she's making me crazy!!! She thinks my house is her own big kitty litter box, she is now snapping at me and growling. Me!! Her mother!I can't cook in the kitchen without her being attatched to the hem of my pants. I drag her around with me! Help what did I do!? I cannot give her back even though she too was free, I have to just press forward because this too shall pass....right?

Who is a munchie puppy??

Ummm... I think there is a rat on my shoulder, can you please check?

Oh, mamma loves the puppy!! (when she was nice) yes I said it, my love is conditional.

#2 Wax on Wax off: Alysan my dear friend somehow talked me into letting her wax my pitters!!! Holy Hot Wax! What was I thinking??? I was seriously begging her to just leave the wax on, I didn't care if I had to walk around with my arms in the air like Evita until it wore off, if putting the hot wax on wasn't bad enough, I knew taking it off would be. I think I'd rather be in Labor...at least I was numb.

Alysan enjoying her job way too much...no she is not a professional...she just likes black gloves.
I didn't look this traumatized during labor!!

#3 Baseball Season: So I finally signed Bartel up for Baseball. Everybody else was doing it. So after much negotiation, we got the o.k from Dad. So I know Bart isn't really into sports, which is fine, I don't have to eat all our dinners out in a sports bar, yeah me. Well I took it upon myself to get Bartel somewhat ready for his first practice, it's a big day and he's a big boy now and needed a new glove. No Problem, I can do this. So I go to the big intimidating sports store, I can't believe how many gloves there are to choose from. So I'm looking around and decide to choose by age, since I have no idea one from another, I figure as long as it's not pink he will be happy and I will be the hero! So practice comes and goes and I'm at my friends house when all our boys get home, (her husband helps coach the team) and he finds us and says practice went well but we had a little problem with Bartel....Great, he's grounded. Did he start a fight? Disrespectful? Run like a little girl? Well, close. Apparently, he throws like one..... What?!! So the coaches were watching him and he was catching ok, but when it came to throwing the ball back, he looked....awkward. And the coaches think..."I didn't know Bartel was a lefty?" SO they approach him. And ask him what the problem is, and if he is indeed a lefty. Well Bartel panicks. HE fought hard to get on to the team and he doesn't want to get kicked off because he can't throw a ball right. "Well, I usually write with my right hand, but I can use my left hand it's ok." The coaches are laughing...Poor kid. His dang mom bought bought him the wrong glove and he was trying so hard to make it work!!! Who knew they made gloves according to which hand you use, they don't do that with hand mixers? How was I supossed to know? Sorry son...GO A'S!!!

I have much more (as always) but I must keep you wanting and on the edge of your seats, until I gather a few more pics to make the stories even better! Until next time......

Co-co Mo-co

I think we are even now, every child has been officially blogged. We can't let Co-co feel left out!! Our Chloe is a great girl. 99% of the time she is in a good mood, she is soooo loving, ( a little too much passion sometimes) and she melts her Dad's heart when she looks at him with those big brown eye's and her pouty lips. She pretty much gets what she wants. For some reason, though it doesn't have the same affect when I try it out on Bart.... Look at those gorgeous eye's...and she knows how to use them too!!
Not much has changed, she looks exactly the same!!! Just more hair!

I love this picture, it says it all, and describes how I feel when I'm at the beach!!
Oh this girl can twirl!!! Co-co doesn't walk anywhere, she prances, dances and leaps to get around!

She loves cooking in the kitchen with mom, especially if there is taste testing involved!

My Boy

My sister in law informed me the other day that from the looks of my blog, it seems as though I have deemed Annie as "the favorite" I simply informed her that Annie is with me all day long, so it's only natural that I would have more to share about her right now. I thought my "other kids" didn't mind all that much anyway. Until Bartel, saw the blog and kindly asked if he could have a piece done on him....So here is to Bartel, my oldest and my favorite boy in the world, even though he recently asked me If I "had T.V when I was little"........

Last week on a whim Tatum and I took the kids to "Denny's"- Tuesday kids eat free......So not worth it.

Annie was throwing a fit, and only wanted to sit on Tatum's lap and eat her food.

The girls wouldn't stay seated and left many finger prints on the "fake dessert" case.

The waiter seemed very distraut when I asked for tomatoes on only half of my omelette (Bartel and I were sharing) I sensed his distress (maybe he didn't get along with the cooks and was afraid to ask them this favor) so I withdrew my request and assured him that tomatoes could be easily picked off.-He seemed relieved.

Then They forgot 2 of our 3 items for our omelette, and the same for Tatum's mom.

Annie didn't touch her meal...at least it was free.

Oh yeah, when we first arrived they were very confused at the number of our party and took several minuets to find a spot for us. The first spot was one of those half circle booths. It was going to be a little cramped but do-able. Well the manager lady next door to that booth doing paper work was like, "they are not going to fit there why don't you put them somewhere else like the tables?" "yeah ok, we can do that" says our host. So we move far away from manager lady. Then when we are seated Tatum's mom asks " do you know her?"....."no" he replies.... Rude huh? She didn't even work there!!! She just didn't want us to sit next to her!

Then time to pay the check, computers were down and we couldn't split the check. Fine no problem here's my card,and the manager get out the old school credit card machine.....couldn't figure out how to get the paper in!!!!Oy VAy!! The kids were running wild, I felt my I.Q. dropping by the second, and it was still 2 hrs. until bedtime!

So not worth the free kids meals.