Special pajamas

Laundry is one of the worst jobs I think. I love clean clothes but I hate folding them and putting them away. Well, because of this attitude I am often known to procrastinate doing the job. The kids never run out of underwear because they have about 50 pair each but pajamas is something they do seem to run out of first. The first time that happened here at my Mom's house, I told Jaed to go ask Grams for an old t-shirt to wear which she gave him. Since that night, Jaed has felt free to go into my Mom's room and find a "shirt" to wear to bed. He graduated from t-shirts and started picking out clothes that were hung up in her closet.

I think this one was the best choice of all! My first thought was, "Thayne would die!". Jaed walked around like nothing was wrong and even commented on how comfortable it was. I couldn't quite stifle a laugh so I followed it up by telling him how glad I was that he felt comfortable. No more t-shirts for this boy!

Way LATE!

Ok, so I'm slacking as a wife and blogger! I had this huge plan to blog several times a week so
that Thayne knew what was going on here but I have failed to do so. I even had huge plans for my Father's Day blog but never put it up. I'll be the first to say, "I'm LAME!!". I guess being late is better than not doing it at all.....right?

This is the best picture out of eight taken. Pretty sad! Indi looks like she just woke up with that crazy hair, and what's up with Josie? Who knows! Oh well......It was the effort that needs to count.



I asked the kids why they loved their Dad and this was there response:

Jaed:
Because he's my best buddy!
Because he makes dinner for me. (um....when?)
Because he loves me.
Because he always plays with me.
Because he was so happy when I was born.
Because he does stuff with me that Mommy won't do.

Josie:
Because he loves me!
Daddy plays with me and helps me play games!
Because he thinks that he's my boyfriend.
Because he plays play-doh with me.
Because he reads me "Jack in the Beanstalk" story and I love it!

Indi:
I love Daddy so much!
Because he kisses me all the time.
Because he lets me play his guys on his puter (computer)!
Because he tells me I'm pretty.
Because loves me so much and has a special puter and he shares it.

Kai:
Daddy!! (she says "Daddy" over and over!)


Now it's my turn. Why I love the Father of my children:

Because he teaches the kids to respect me
Because he puts up with my pregnancies (I can be quite ornery in my first trimester)
Because he treats me like the Queen of the house
Because he tells me that I'm a good Mom when I feel like I'm failing
Because he understands my postpartum and holds me when I feel extra crazy
Because he's the best father a child can have!!!


WE LOVE YOU!!!

In to everything!

I can't believe how much Kai has grown since we've been with my Mom. She is saying so many words and has the "in charge"personality like the rest of her siblings. She's not afraid to scream at them if they get in her way or take something she wants and she's even resorted to bopping them on the head on occasion. She is as daring and curious as her sister, Josie, but loves the affection and cuddles like her sister, Indi. She goes to bed smiling and she wakes up smiling. Kai is a true delight to have around. I can't believe that in 5 months she won't be my little baby anymore. She'll be a big sister! She has turned in to quite a Momma's girl, though, which is not something I strive for. I like my kids to be able to be comforted by others (Dad, Grandma's and Grandpa's) but as of now she strictly wants me when she's upset. I'm sure things will change once Thayne gets back and settles back into the family. Until then, I'll enjoy the cuddles she saves for me.


Kai watched Indi pull the piano bench up to the sink to get a drink and now she does it all by herself. Unfortunately, it's not to get a drink, it's to make a mess!


I was cleaning my room one day and Jaed thought it would be funny to stick Kai in the dresser. Now she climbs in there all by herself and laughs!

It's been past on!

When I was growing up my mom had these really dry cracked heals that I just loved to pick. She would let me until it hurt to much then she would say "Ok, go find something else to do now.", which my response was always "But I need to get it!". She'd put up with it for a few more minutes and then shew me away. Well.....one of my daughters has taken on this obsession/feddish. My little Indi is the culprit. Unfortunately, my heals have turned out a lot like my Moms so I have been on the receiving in of the picking since Indi was about 2 1/2 years old. I find myself telling her exactly what my Mom told me and her responding quite the same as I did. It's a little eerie! Since we've been living with my Mom, Indi is in heaven with two sets of heals to pick. Fortunately for me, my Mom has the better heals to pick! I decided to catch some pictures of Indi at work:

Indi always starts out by saying, "Leave your foot right here so I can get em' ". She obviously doesn't understand that it's not effortless to keep your foot in the air for a long period of time. (I can remember saying the exact same thing!)



She's moved on to the next foot and when she's done with that foot she goes right back to the first one to see what she missed.



Even while posing for the photo she can't stop picking!

In need of friends......!!!

Ok, I've been here at my Mom's for three weeks without Thayne and I'm dying for some friends. I know that there are several of you, that read my blog, that live by my Mom (and you know who you are!) so if you want to get together POST HERE OR EMAIL ME!!

I think I've been hesitant to call or email anyone because we're not going to be here very long (at least I don't think so) but I have realized that I can't make it through this summer without friends, especially ones I haven't seen for a while. Alright, I also have been hesitant because I have a LOT of kids that have to tag along and not everyone is okay with that or ready for the crowd :). I'd like to say that they are perfect angels and wouldn't do anything wrong but most of you have read my blog enough to know that I would be telling a HUGE lie!