Four is a magical age. Or so I keep telling myself, again and again. The boys, Alexi and Max, are very '4' lately. Their trucks and cars go "zooming" by me, (with Alexi scooting instead of using his walker, hmmmmm) I know I hear a tree frog in the house... how do those little fingers catch them? They laugh and giggle and "talk" to one another, sometimes shaking their little fists and hollering "No" or ""Nyet... someone usually is screaming "Mama."

When I take Alexi to use the potty, invariable Max has to come along and Niky frog-hops to the bathroom door, watching.
I just realized... using the bathroom in this house is a FAMILY AFFAIR. LOL. Maxim knows he can aim that little penis, and essentially "paint" the floor, walls, etc. It's just so fascinating; it's enough to cause belly laughs making them pee more. I can almost hear them, "Hey brother when you laugh you get more ammo, how cool is that?"

Naptime, the 3 little ones all sleep and I spend some time with Jesse and Andy; assuming Jesse is home. His social life is so much busier than mine. Andy likes to just read, either I read to him or he reads to me. It is a peaceful time in an otherwise noisy household, full of organized chaos.

Oh, the 4s are awake... round 2. Potty, snack, juice and the the cars and trucks are fired up again.... oh my a hit and run. I wonder, do these 2 have licenses?

Remember when you didn't have kids but your friends or siblings did and you gave their kids the loudest most obnoxious toys you could find? You know the hugh fire trucks with sirens and waterhose sounds, and the chief barking orders, and someone on the radio. Remember those days? Like my dad always told us (all 7 of us) "paybacks are a b#*^h." So very true.

Ahhhh, little boys. Gotta love em.

An ordinary day

Today, I watched Lazy Town, oh goody. I put bandaids on 3 boo-boos. I took an entire roll of film (yes, remember those old 35mm cameras). I spent working time with signing, walking, fine motor... all the while trying to keep their giggling at a low roar. I'm not sure they take me seriously. I read book after book... kid books that is. I supervised 2 making salad, tearing (no knives allowed), and 2 putting their own spin on Spaghetti sauce... all the while Niky is on my hip. I watched 5 wonderful boys interact, chase rainbows, bring me slugs (Max), and laugh. I am amazed at the blessings in my life.

What is Mom doing???????

Yesterday, we were all out poolside. I went inside to go to the bathroom. This is not an uncommon event. Yet, for some reason as I was sitting there, I looked up and there were the two cats and Max crowded into the doorway. This happens often, sometimes I have all 3 of the little ones AND the cats; but yesterday, they were peering at me with concern and bewilderment as if none of them had ever seen me pee before. Does this mean their look was due to the fact they thought I should just go in the pool? Arrgh!

As my Mother would tell you, this is "ME"

1. I am most proud of my (most beautiful) boys.
2. Do NOT TICKLE ME EVER.
3. I love the gulf coast.
4. I have a strong belief in God, synchronicity and am very spiritual.
5. I memorize movie lines, without intention,
and then use them often in conversations. It's quite a trick
to be able to insert a line from "Young Frankenstein."
6. I follow my gut instinct.
7. I seem to be at the top of my game during chaos.
8. I hate when strangers get too close, physically.
Big problem in other countries or elevators in Denver.
9. Family is a priority, and families can look very different.
10. I believe one can either pursue "Business success", aka: money,
or success in the world of humanity, through changing the life of a child.
I choose the latter and feel I have achieved success.
11. Fanaticism, of any type, terrifies me.
12. I'm slightly OCD and ADHD, but then again who isn't?
13. I stayed home for Y2K.
14. I've had erotic stories published under a "nom de plume".
15. I read magazines back-to-front.
16. I always read the last chapter of a novel before starting
at the beginning.
17. My biggest irritation is INCOMPETENT PEOPLE.
18. I cannot tell you anything about Harry Potter.
19. I have written in a journal, oops not blogged,
everyday since college.
20. I planned to have lots of kids.
21. I am definitely a list person. I have lists within lists.
22. I loathe people who hide behind their Christianity while doing unthinkable things.
23. Sushi is my favorite food, so I feed it to my kids. 2 are fanatics.
24. I consider myself an East Coast girl at heart.
25. I've had the opportunity to see 18 different countries.
26. I would like to get my PhD some day.
27. I'd like to play an instrument..
28. I think people who drive their convertibles with the
top down and the windows up should be ticketed
for a vehicular offense against humanity. 
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29. I take a ton of photographs of my kids.
30. I listen to all genres of music, except rap, from to country to classical (and everything in between).

5 Things I TOTALLY don't get



5. Condiments, you know Mayo and Ketchup.

4. "Celebrity" TV shows, i.e., Dancing with the Stars.

3. Beverages that aren't... decaf coffee, non-alcoholic beer, virgin margaritas.

2. Golf.


And the number 1 thing that I TOTALLY don't get....

Sperm for Tickets
http://www.nme.com/news/festival/35078

Idiocy

Many people exercise common sense when formulating opinions or comments. I can appreciate that. Some exercise their sense of humor, and I can appreciate that, usually no matter how weird their sense of humor may be. Others, and they are few indeed, actually learned in school or elsewhere how to make clear, reasoned arguments. Rare, and greatly appreciated. People I stand to learn much from.

But some just have no business even having an opinion, because they are both ill-informed and are idiots (usually self-made idiots), unable to recognize the value (or even the existence) of arguments that stem from facts and reason. Taking their preconceptualized biases as fact, they build their “reality-based," fantasyland of idiotic unreasoning on that shaky foundation. On top of the idiocy, they must not have spell check and missed school the day grammar, sentence structure and punctuation were taught.

Barney vs Lazy Town

Remember the children's TV show BARNEY. My 2 oldest gobbled up the disgusting sing-songy purple creature. A group of parents, I knew at the time, would gather and have contests beating a stuffed Barney to bits. Now a new irksome children's program, Lazy Town. This one was clearly created by monkeys on meth. There is no other explanation for the sheer craziness of it. A guy who plays sports in order to save the day, a tween girl who is far too bossy and has pink hair that never moves and 'sports candy'...known to human beings as FRUIT. ALEXI IS ADDICTED TO IT, and for 2 days I've found Max watching with more curiosity. Who writes this stuff? Seriously?