Ducks

Ok I haven't been the best blogger even though I found out you could blog from your phone. Sorry!!!

It's been a busy few days around here. My birthday was yesterday and we had a super fun party without one picture.... Awesome. It was equipped with good food good people good fun and an awesome white elephant gift exchange. I really loved it.

My mom got me a purse that is a perfect fit for me. Love. It. Thanks mom!!!

I've got to give a shout out to the hubby though. He really outdid himself this year with my gift. He had many of you write me personal notes and they were amazing. Doug jokes that when I die he is going to find these letters and read them at my funeral (in 90 years of course). Thanks babe. I really couldn't have asked for a better husband (or gift).

Tonight we were out to dinner with some friends and the statement "sometimes being a mom is like being pecked to death by a duck." it's so true and I think that mothers everywhere can relate. I laughed so hard I nearly peed my pants. No really I almost did. I had like 10 glasses of wAter and a diet coke to boot for dinner and I almost did, plus now that I am officially one year older I am in fact one year closer to actually doing just that... Alas I digress.

Makes life more interesting don't u think? Being pecked to death by a duck and having birthdays? ;)

Perspective

 

Don't you all love Pinterest? I actually have NO idea how it works or how to log on to my account, but I am loving that on FB these "cards" are everywhere. Most of the ones I see bring a very big smile to my face. I am sorry (not really) but I just had to share this one, because for the last 3 weeks my kids have been on the brink of doing exactly what it says.

Four Years, Two months, and 8 days ago, I joined a club. It is an exclusive club. In order to join, you must give up (are forced to) what is most precious to you and live without it for the remainder of your days. You must endure the greatest heartache you have ever known. You must be broken, stepped on, kicked, and then broken, stepped on, and kicked again. It is a very lonely club. Not very many people get (or want) to join. Once you are in this club, you can NEVER EVER EVER get out. You are in it for life. F.O.R.E.V.E.R.

In this club, I have met the most incredible women. Some have accomplished amazing tasks: putting together a marathon to raise money for heart disease awareness, blankets and gift packs for families in the PICU, bereavement packets, headstone funds, casket makers, and so many more. 

I wish that I did not belong to this club. Let's be honest. In the words of another member, "I think all you ladies are great, but I'd give up every one of you to have my child back." (no offense) and no offense taken, because though we are all in the same club, none of us asked to be here, and all of us would trade our membership in two seconds. 

Alas, this is not possible. It is what it is. We are who we are. Like it or not. 

Today I had lunch with these amazing ladies and I was given perspective that even though my kids might wake me up EVERY morning and TRY AGAIN to make me go bonkers, I am grateful that I have each and every one of them. Even the son I can't see.

Funny moments

 

Isabella got a few new shirts this time of year as we were shopping for school clothes. She has a ridiculous amount of clothing, but sh felt really left out. After she put on this sparkly shirt, Scarlett thought it was pretty awesome and wouldn't take her eyes off of it. It was really funny watching her so intrigued by just a shirt.

 

We had an Endo appt today at Phoenix Childrens' and while I am not a big fan of my endo (anybody know a good one?) I really do like the clinic that we go to. 

Today Savannah made some new friends (shocking I know!!!) It was a family of diabetics. 2/3 children had gotten their blood drawn and Savannah was asking them why? What happened? Did it hurt? Oh you poor boys!!! She was quite funny and the boys were answering her questions with much patience. We found out they had pumps to regulate their sugar, we found out they have to go to the doctor regularly so that they can stay healthy, we also found out they had to eat a special diet.

Enter BOOK: The little sister to the boys was holding a book and of course Savannah took it upon herself to find out what it was about. And wouldn't you figure it was a cook book!!! What better for Savannah to love. And it was DISNEY. Equipped with recipes AND Buzz, It was an instant must have. Savannah quizzically asked the girl where she got the book? To which she said that she got it from the doctor... Then the stream of questions began: Which doctor? Where? Why did you get it?

She then marched over to the receptionist and asked if there was a extra book for "me?" Well lucky for us today, there was just one left. And when she handed it to Savannah, Savannah could barely contain herself and responded with a "BOO-YAH!" I almost died laughing and the receptionists got a good kick out of her. 

A couple of days ago we got a workbook for each of the girls from the cabin store and we worked on some pages whilst at the cabin. The girls studied them for hours completing pages, coloring, and really helping each other. They were worth every cent. Well in Mikenna's book there were some recipes. We picked some out, went to the store, and she made them all by herself. She was so excited to make them for daddy when he got home. She felt like she was all grown up. She said, "Mommy, I can cook lots of meals now." LOL. She was however disappointed when Isabella wanted nothing to do with a peanut  butter and banana sandwich... Can't say I blame her :)!