9 year old wisdom

Bryson: Mom, I know why they invented schools.

Me: Why?

Bryson: So we could learn to read and so we could pass the TAKS test.

Wordless Wednesday

Rough Week at Home

Last week was a busy week. This week was just plain rough.

Last Saturday night Addison busted her lip on the coffee table. It was bound to happen sometime. I heard the awful noise and immediately reached for her. I just remember saying, "Lots of blood. There is lots of blood." Drew ran for a towel. Jackson started crying, "She's dying. She's dying." Bryson was saying (and crying), "Oh, no. She's going to die. She's going to die." Addison was SCREAMING. (My kids are very dramatic!) There was blood on me and Addie. I don't think she got any on the carpet, thank goodness!

She finally stopped bleeding and settled down after several minutes. I couldn't tell if her tooth went through her bottom lip or if she bit her lip. Either way, she was cut on the inside and the outside of her lip. I knew from past experience when Bryson busted his lip, that they wouldn't put stitched on the inside of a lip for fear of infection. The outside had just a small cut.

I really didn't think too much more about her lip until Wednesday morning. She woke up very cranky and nothing would make her happy. Even Elmo failed to bring a smile. She didn't eat breakfast and cried when she tried to drink from her sippy cup.

When I picked her up at Miss Linda's that afternoon she said Addie had been horrible all day. She cried and whined and was cranky all day. I took her home and gave her a bath. I noticed that she was drooling a lot and was barely moving her mouth. My grandparents were on their way over to visit so I knew we were just going to have to make the best of it.

I looked at her bottom lip and she had several canker sores on it. I thought she might have a virus, lingering chicken pox in her mouth or hand, foot and mouth disease. My grandparents had already asked if they could keep Addie and Jackson on Thursday, so this worked out well. I didn't want to send her back to the babysitter's house if I thought she had a virus. They stayed with them and she didn't eat anything that day. She just cried if she tried to eat or drink. Her lip looked swollen, too.

Drew stayed home with her on Friday and I convinced him to call the doctor. The doctor wanted to see her so they went that afternoon. She didn't eat that day, either. She has lost two pounds since she was in there for the chicken pox a couple of weeks ago.

The doctor thought that when she busted her lip last Saturday her teeth caused some abrasions on her lip that had turned into canker sores. He gave Drew a prescription for some medicine that would take a couple of day to get filled and would have to be put on a dry lip. We would have to dry her lip with a piece of gauze and hold her lip for 10 seconds with the medicine on it. Uh, yeah, right. It took 4 people to hold her down just to look in her mouth! We decided to give her Motrin and Tylenol and put some canker sore medicine on it. Since she hadn't really had anything to eat or drink in two days, Drew forced her to drink some water last night. She wasn't really happy about it, but she did it. She only drank about 4-5 tablespoons, though.

This morning he made her eat some cereal and eventually she began to feed herself. She is acting more like herself now. She isn't as cranky or irritable and seems to be getting better.

Let me just tell you that when Addison isn't happy, nobody is happy. Man, that little girl has a mighty temper and a humongous attitude. I know it will serve her well one day, but right now it is rough! I am glad she is feeling better. I don't like it when my kids hurt and I can't do anything aobut it. She is on the mend and hopefully we are too!

Wordless Wednesday

Week in Review

Wow! It has been a long time since my last post. We have been very busy around here. Things are finally starting to settle down, so I decided to take some time to post.

Last week was the week of field day. In the life of an elementary PE teacher this is a BIG deal. I feel like it has to go off without a hitch. I do feel like I am being critiqued all day long by teachers, students, parents and administrators. This may not be the case, but this is how I feel. I really stress out about field day. This stress starts about a month before the actual day and last until it is over. The day went well and I had several sweet e-mails telling me how much fun people had. I am always glad to get positive comments. My main goal is for everyone to have fun and for the kids to get wet! That is all they want, right?

My little sister, Pily, came up from College Station to help and my wonderfully amazing husband took off a day of work to help, also. I just couldn't do it without them. They are my support, emotionally and physically. Thanks for helping me! I love both of you very much! Same time, same place next year!

After field day Drew got me and Pily a gift certificate to get our nails done. So, after we worked it out in a kickboxing class on Saturday morning, we went and got pampered at the nail salon. Then we went to Old Navy and Sam Moon. Sam Moon was CRAZY! There were so many people there. When we got home we both took naps. We woke up to a steak dinner made by my wonderfully amazing husband. Could you have a better day than that?

On Sunday, Kecia and her girls let me tag along to the last day of King Tut at the Dallas Museum of Modern Art. It was pretty amazing to see all the artifacts. We had a great time together. We came back to our house and had left over steaks! They were still very yummy!

Monday began another week. Only two weeks of school left before summer break! I took all my classes outside on Monday and enjoyed the beautiful weather. It was just perfect. I went to Keno last night and saw some of my favorite people in then world. I just love hanging out with them and feel blessed that they let me join their group about five years ago.

Today Bryson's class went on a field trip to the Dallas World Aquarium. I took a personal day so I could go with him. It was fun being mom today. We had fun walking around looking at all the animals, birds and fish. We even got to see the manatees. After the field trip Bryson and I stopped by Sam Moon on the way home. I bought Addison some bows, barrettes and two bags to take on our trip to San Antonio in a couple of weeks. When we got home I took an hour long nap and woke up to the smell of bacon cooking! Drew made pancakes and bacon for dinner. We have since taken baths and are ready for bed!

So, as you can see, we have been busy. I will try to not go so long between postings. I would hate to disappoint the four people who read my blog!

Mother's Day

I have mixed feelings about Mother's Day. I don't think I am a particularly good mother. I don't like to cook. I lose my patience easily. I am critical. I don't spend time doing crafty or imaginative things with my kids. I let them watch too much tv. I don't spend as much time with them as I should. I don't get out and play games with them very often. I don't pray with them as much as I should. I don't read with them as much as I should. I do desire to do these things, I just don't make the time for it. I love my kids with all my soul. I love being around them. They are funny and have great personalities. They make me proud. (most of the time! :0) ) Sometimes I give all of my energy away to other people's kids during the day that I don't have any left to give to my own. Do I feel guilty about this? Obviously.

This summer I plan on focusing my attention on my kids the way I should throughout the year. I am going to play with them, cook for them, make things with them. We are going to go swimming, read, pray and hang out together. I am going to try to let go of my controlling nature and just be in the moment this summer. We aren't going to have a schedule or an agenda. We are going to enjoy just being together. This is my plan~ I plan to not plan! I plan to have fun and make memories with my kids and Drew, of course.

Another reason I have mixed feelings about Mother's Day is because I was not a particularly good daughter to my mother. I was critical, lost my patience easily and showed my temper (a lot). Do I feel guilty about this? Obviously.

There is nothing I can do about this. She is gone and I cannot undo what I did. I can try to be a better mother to my kids than I was a daughter. I can try to show my kids what a good marriage looks like. I can try to show my sons how to treat a girl and I can try to show my daughter how she should be treated.

I am thankful that Drew treats me like it's Mother's Day every day throughout the year. He cooks, cleans and tells me I am "off duty" when he is home. Thanks, Sweetie for picking up where I leave off as a mother. Your kids are very blessed to have you as a daddy and I am so thankful to have you as a husband.

So, this Mother's Day I am just going to try to enjoy being a mother. There are so many women out there who aren't able to have babies or women who have lost their babies. I am thankful that I am a mother and thankful that I still have the opportunity to be a better one.

Hair Cuts

When I was pregnant for the third time and found out I was going to have a girl I was so looking forward to the days I could do girl stuff with my daughter. Today was one of our first.

Addie and I both got hair cuts today. She has never had one and I wasn't totally sure what I was going to have done with it. Veronica talked me into just having it trimmed and letting it grow some more. It didn't take much convincing. I will be a little daring with my hair, but I want her to look like a little girl. I looked so much like a little boy when I was younger that I don't want her being mistaken for a boy. Plus, I like being able to put it up and she looks so cute with it down.

Addie watched me get mine cut first. Then it was her turn. She cried a little bit at first until she was given a ring pop! Other than crying for about a minute, she was very good. Veronica just trimmed it a little and angled the front a bit. She gave Veronica a hug when it was finished and told her, "Da du." (Thank you) When we got home the boys were gone and I had to take some pictures of our new dos. What do you think?