puke. laundry..lots of poop.no post due to flu. but i assure you, it would ahve been a damn good one

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Oh My God, What A Day

Whew. this has been a busy weekend, am I ever glad I got my Sunday Six and Birthday post done up before hand. I haven’t had time to respond to many comments, nor leave many, But I have been reading posts and comments.

So Don’t cry.

Now, Lori asked how to Sign up for Sunday six. Its really quite quite simple. Sometime, during the week leading up to Sunday, Kelly a working mom with two adorable children, Jack and Janelle, will put six questions up on her blog. There isn’t a set day to go and get the questions, as Kelly is rather busy, but it is always worth my time, and I am sure yours to hop over to get them! Then all you do is post your Sunday Six, on Sunday, obviously, and if you want other Sunday Sixers to pop in and read it, drop a comment at Kelly’s stating that you played Sunday Six. I for one will pop over to anyone who says they have played. I’d also like to make a special request that Mrs. Fab pose next weeks questions to Mr. Fab. (P.S. if you want the Sunday Six Image and are unsure how to grab it, ask!!)

RM’s party was great. We had seven kids, including my three. One of the other kids unfortunatly came down with the flu, BUT RoxDar has promised to come drink my coffee and let the kids play another day! YAY. He got some awesome gifts from the kids, and it was SO worth it to pay the bux to have the party outside the house. no muss no fuss, they did it all, from cutting and serving the cake, to packing up the gifts for us to take home. The kids, mine at least because we came early and stayed late, played HARD for five hours, only to come home and carve pumpkins. I was told that Seven really IS a lucky number because this was the best birthday ever. So I am happy he is happy. However Sister mine, He asked tonight when I tucked him in if you had commented on “His” post yet. Think about that for a minute. Compare your age to his. Do the Math.

Did everyone go check out the pics in the Photo section? Im not too proud to say mine turned out the best, and if you value your life, you will definatly agree with me. BUT, RM carved his own. His Own! He has never ever tried this before. Always before I figured he was too young even to scoop, not to mention playing with knives. He got cut once, which he hid from me untill this afternoon when he complained how red and sore it was. BB also did one, which shocked me. I figured he would be happy enough to sit and watch us carve, but my MIL helped him scrape and supervised him cutting, and dammit he did a great job for such a little guy. It seems to me, I am not giving the boys due credit. I wonder what else they can and would enjoy doing that I think they can’t…..

Anyways, another reason I am not online so much is we have company right now. My SIL Spongebob and her baby Tubby are here foir a week, due to an asshole landlord. Now I ask you who kicks a ten month old baby out - in the cold - and still sleeps at night. thats just RUDE. So I have been filling my day with girl talk, baby talk and coffee. Lots of coffee. I love coffee. I think I might divorce my husband and marry Juan Valdes. I think it’s a good plan.

And Oh My God, whats with adults ruining Halloween? This is NOT some sort of Pagen Holiday, Its not here so we can Worship the freaking Devil. Halloween is for candy. CANDY! Wee tiny Chocolate bars, ring pops, tootsie rols, micro sized bags of chips, Rockets. Pillow case upon pillow case of candy! I repeat

This is not about the devil, unless you are dieting.

Period, End of story. And yet, can RM wear his homemeade pirate costume that HE thought up and helped me get together to school? NO. Tommorrow he has to get up, change out of his jogging pants, and into the only pair of jammies that fits him (Kiss, thank God for the Harry Potter Jammies, THANK YOU). Yea, tommorrow at school is Bad Hair and Pajama Day. WTF people? What! The! Fuck! On the up side, not only will you get photos of the kids in the costumes, you will get photos of all three with pajamas and bad hair.*

Did I mention at 8 pm I realised I had no idea where his pajamas were, ended up finding them in the bottom of a hamper covered in dried porridge, realised I had to wash them before tommorrow, then realised that Spongebobs clothes were in the dryer, which sucks** and that I would have to have them dried PLUS the load in the washer into the dryer before I could even start to wash his jammies? It’s 10:45 and his jammies are in the wash now, they have 20 minutes left.

Sigh. I swear the only thought that has gotten me through this day, is that tommorrow night I will be dining on Micro Chocolate and sweet sweet suckers. Welcome to My Idea of Heaven.

Oh, and D.B. Thanks man, I would have forgotten, infac this is an edit while I wait for blogrolling to load. Check it out… You’re over there now, with all teh perfect people. Welcome!

*Unless I can’t find Stupe and BB’s jammies, in which case you will get Gitch and bad hair photos of those two. We aren’t a pajama family. We turn up the heat and have fuzzy nummy blankies, and we sleep….. comfortably.
**My dryer is old, and it has to go thru two cycles to dry a normal sized load. Lets not talk about towels and jeans. Or my energy bill. Or the cost of a new dryer. And washer, Cus I’d want a set.

This happens to be my five hundredth post. woohoo Blue. Or something.

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Update

There are forty thousand five hundred million eighteen (thank Blue Boy for the number {smirk}) new photos under the photo tab to peruse. I will replace this with a real post after the kids go to bed. We had a blast.

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Sunday Six : Halloween Edition

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This Week’s Sunday Six - Halloween! Brought to you by the wonderful Kelly. Stuperman(2.6), BlueBoy(4.7) and Rainbow man (6.12). Rainbow man wore his Pirate hallowen costume for the Questions, Just to get into “the spirit of things mom”. Please do not forget to scroll down to last post and wish Rainbow Man a happy birthday (He is reading AND keeping track of the comments, he Loves them!) And now must go get ready for the birthday party. Y’all have a wonderful Sunday!

1. When is Halloween?
Stuperman: Uh. Halloween-O. yea It’s ‘morno (tommorrow) (Jumping on the bed)
Blue Boy: At 40 thousand, 80 thousand sleeps.
Rainbow Man: A few days after my birthday

2. What do we do on Halloween?
Stuperman: Halloween-O?? Yea! Fwuck o’Fweet! (jumping excitedly)
Blue Boy: We put costumes on.
Rainbow Man: We make pumpkins on halloween.

3. Why do we celebrate Halloween?
Stuperman: A Halloween-O Doin?
Blue Boy: To eat candy …and…Thats all I guess.
Rainbow Man: Because it’s the day where we get to carve pumpkins and we get to get candy from houses and we say trick or treat.

4. What happens on Halloween?
Stuperman: Happens On Halloween-O??
Blue Boy: We say trick or treat and peoples give us candy.
Rainbow Man: Um, (talking really slow so I can write) We go to houses and get candy and we carve pumpkins on halloween. (insists on reading it to see if I wrote it right, Gets mad at me for typing this)

5. Why do we wear costumes?
Stuperman: A costume! A Pirate! A monkey! Oooh! Oooh! Ahhh! Ahhh!. I monkey. I bannana. O0000 O00000 Ahhh!!! You writin ‘gain?
Blue Boy: Cus they don’t know that halloween is now
Rainbow Man: Um. I don’t know.

6. What do you get on Halloween?
Stuperman: I Break Halloween-o. I get candy. Here mommy. (passes me invisable candy), All gone now. You gonna get some more candy mommy??
Blue Boy: Candy. Treat candy.
Rainbow Man: Candy from houses. All sorts of candy. (sounding very excited.) Stop writing that kind of stuff. thats not what I said. Quit it. If you are going to do that I don’t wanna play Sunday Six any more!

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Rainbow Man Is Seven ~Mushy Mommy Type Post~

Three Days Old

Seven Years ago today,I slept in, and woke to the phone ringing. It was the hospital wondering where we were. We were supposed to be there by seven am for our indiction. It was now 830am. I showered and we grabbed our stuff and headed to the hospital. We were just out of our teens, I had just turned 20, so Had Hubster. We had been married for three months.

We went in with the attitude that we were at a party. Oh man I can still feel the overwhelming urge to giggle and dance. At last, I was going to have my baby!

We found out about Rainbow man in a sort of odd way. I was undergoing testing to give my sister a kidney, and was having an ultrasound of my bladder and kidneys. The technition asked if there was any possible way that I was pregnant. I laughed and assured her there was No Way.

On April first I recieved a letter fromt he Nephrology department.

Dear Miss Bluepaintred:

I would like to inform you that the ultrasound report of your kidneys showed an incidentalfinding thats is the presence of a baby in your uterus. Therefore, I believe you should get immediate attention by an obsterician at theis stage if you wish. I would reccomend to you to defer the work up for transplantation untill after your delivery.

If you have any concerns, please call my office.

(Uh, WTF>>When is a baby , planned or not, EVER incidental???)

My first thought was that this MUST be an april fools joke, and my neks thought was HOW AM I GOING TO TELL MY DAD???? I was 19. It turns out I was almost 15 weeks pregnant, and had had NO clue. But it definatly explained why i couldn’t lose this weird ponch of fat in my belly! I stopped dieting immediatly LOL.

Six weeks Old

Rainbow Mans first due date was September 18th. We got into an accident that day and completly totaled the car. My first reaction after the car stopped was to shove my hands under my dress and into my panties to see if I was bleeding. I wasn’t and almost immediatly, the baby started kicking, protesting the jolt he had received. Hubby did not fare so well. He had jammed his knee into the metal face plate of the radio, hurting it pretty badly. I don’t know much about cars now, and I didn’t then either. I saw smoke (it was steam), and Hubs wasn’t responding to anything I said, so I told him I was hurt and I could not get my door open (It was a lie) He shoved at his door a few times then, and it was really hard for him to open, later we realised that the whole drivers side was compacted inwards, and thats why his door wasn’t opening. He did get it open and came around to help me out. Just imagine the looks I got, at 9 months pregnant (and I was HUGE) standing by thei totaled car, waiting for the cops. I refused an abulance, but accepted the cops offer for a ride to the University. Later, we had Baby checked out, as well as Hubbys knee. My only injury was from my seat belt, some very colorful and painful bruising.

I am sure that the car accident is what made baby so late. He was scared to come out! Finally on the 25th of October I convinced my doctor that he had to come out NOW or I would go insane. He offered induction on the 28th or I could wait till November 1st. I didnt want a halloween baby, so I took the 28th.

From the time of indiction, to the time of birth, I was in labour for only 13 and a half hours. The first half, My sister and I had balloon wars with “It’s a Boy” balloons. the last half, Hubs and my sister just put up with me. I had an epidural. When it came time to push, the nurse called the on call doctor. The doc asked the nurse if this was my first baby, she answered yes, and so he told her he would finish his coffee and come up. After all, first babys take forever to push out. That was around 12:55am.

Six Months Old

The Doctor never made it to the Birth, It took one half assed push and two real ones and he was born, 1:05 Am on the 29th of October, Six Lbs, 4 Ounces. Hubs cut the cord, and the Doc walked in as the nurse was checking baby in the bassenet.

RainbowMan was an EXCELLENT baby/toddler, and is still a wonderful and caring boy. He never likes to get anything he cannot share with his siblings. He helps a lot, sometimes too much around home. He is even willing to change Stupermans Night diaper. Rainbow Man was the reason we decided to have more children, he made the experiance wonderful for us.

2, Halloween

I know I want to say more about him. But As I try to picture the boy he is now becoming the man he will be, my chest tightens and I start to breath faster. The thought of him being grown and gone from me, hurts, but at the same time, I want him to have what me and his daddy have. And since It bothers me so much, I refuse to think about it, and instead, I will take his growing up, one day at a time. And I will Love every minute of it.