What the hey...

We just got home from baby WT's 18 mo check up at the doctor... He is only in the 3rd percentile on weight and the 7th percentile on height but his head circumference is in the 95th percentile... And as his big bro RT says he is "PRECIOUS"... but the doc just says he is "petite" like his mom (LOL - I think she was mocking me and I almost hit her) (Seriously) (NO SERIOUSLY)... So 4 shots for WT, 3 shots for HMac, and a flu-mist for RT and we were OUT... Few tears from any of them. HMac said it hurt so bad, but all he could do was laugh uncontrollably...

Note of interest: Ohio State fans are some of the most dedicated fans in the entire world... I am not saying that is a good thing or a bad thing but being an "outsider", and by that I mean not being born in the great state of Oh-io, it is something that is super hard for me to comprehend... I think children here have no choice other than to be Ohio State fans... Their parents do not let them choose a favorite team when they are old enough to make that decision, rather they burn the Ohio State fight song into their brains by repeating it like a lullaby or a favorite book... It is the most odd thing I have ever seen... Case in point - a little boy in the waiting room at the doctor's office was screaming at the top of his lungs, "Ohio State rocks - Penn State sucks!".... I mean screaming, very very loudly... He could have only been like 5 at the oldest, he couldn't have come up with that on his own, someone older like a responsible adult had to teach him that... I have no problem with his statement other than the fact there were small children present and he was screaming the word "SUCKS!"... I am just burning mad by the time he left... His parents didn't even act like it was a big deal.. and well that just SUCKS!!!!

On a much more serious note my best friend's mother-in-law passed this morning... Our sympathy goes out to that family... It was a long battle and now she is at peace... So sadness here but great happiness on the other side... Leave it to me to facebook her a very cynical comment... My way of dealing - sympathetic humor... I am really good at that... Some people really don't like that, some find it hysterical... And as all of my close friends know... I know no other way to be besides hilarious...

OK enough ranting... Any irks on your mind?

We are officially idiots...

So dinner is a big deal around here... We usually all sit down and have dinner as a family... This leads to a lot of silly chatter, as you can imagine amongst 2 crazy parents, an 11 year old and a 2 year old, oh and the growling infant... Anyway, tonight a pack of markers was presented to our group while HMac was finishing up an art project and of course we couldn't help ourselves... Well daddy anyway...

Little RT ended up with a "Mom" tattoo on his right arm but wait it didn't stop there... He has a fantastic, very artistic tattoo sprawled across his back... With a little help from his birthmark.... Are you ready... Are you sure???? Well brace yourselves for the creativity of my very intelligent husband...



Yes it was freakin' hilarious.... I mean absolutely hilarious, but mostly because it was the LAST thing I would have ever thought to see written across the skin on my 2 year old's back...

Do you think family dinners of past times would have ended with this result... I doubt so... Seriously.. But we have fun and memories (and photos) to last a lifetime...

Bad Blogger... Good Mommie!

Sorry I have been neglecting my blog lately but with working and driving like 100 miles round trip everyday I just can't seem to find the time... Although my work is boring enough I did think the other day while I was twiddling my thumbs.. Why not write a blog entry? I could type it in my e-mail and then send it to my home e-mail.. Hmmmmmmmmm.. Good idea/Bad idea? I didn't want to get in trouble...Since I work for a smaller company I found it a better idea not to.. I am just afraid they (the IT department of 5 for a company of 100) probably have nothing better to do than sit around and read my incoming and outgoing mail... I am a tad bit paranoid but I would rather be safe than sorry... Or would I!?!?!?!? haha... So when I get home I do not blog, rather I sit with my children and hold them and wallow in guilt at being away from them all day...

Anyway, I really like my work.. But I miss my kids so bad.. Little RT fell twice last week at the baby sitters house.. Once out of a kitchen chair and once down the steps... So my clumsy little one falls like mommie does.... Oh did I mention I fell down while stepping off of the porch holding the baby?!?!? He at least was buckled into his car seat so while I writhed around on the ground nursing my twisted ankle he was just sitting there looking at me like I was an idiot and also giving me that... Why the hell did you just throw me on the ground look... BAD MOMMIE!!!

The sitter and her husband usually follow me out to the car so of course I had an audience for my theatrics.. I told my hubby when I got home what had happened and his first question was not.. "Are you ok?" But more like did they laugh at you because I would have cried I would be laughing so hard... Just like a husband.. just like a man... So that was pretty funny but I guess the sitter just shook her head and thought... Now I don't feel so bad that her son falls too... Like mother like son!!

Another fantastic thing that is going on..... We think that baby WT has thrush.. I am a part time breast feeder now that I am back at work and I am not having any of the symptoms of having the infection on my breasts, but he has a mouth full of it... So as bad as I hate to, I think we are going to go straight bottle fed from this weekend on... I am crushed... I hate to know that this is my last weekend with a baby nursing... I am gonna miss it so much.. Not enough to have any more children mind you, but I will miss it just the same..

Oh well HMac is doing great in school.. A little struggle in math is ongoing but I am not a math genius myself so I can't be too hard on him.. Oh and now that I think of it he has been falling down at school all week too... What a graceful bunch we are!!! I am sure one day we will all be out walking somewhere and the whole lot of us will just fall down.. All together... How funny would that be.. I can tell you one thing Hubby will be laughing and more than likely so will I ..

Big News (Unfortunately)

I have some big news!! i am just a little unsure if it is good news or bad news.. Oh well here goes.. I am going back to work!! I am just a little torn over it, I can't make up my mind if I am happy or sad... I am sure I will know within the first couple of weeks though.

I have been staying home with the boys since Feb. of this year.. When little WT was born in March I just knew that working was not going to be in our (my) future.. First of all would the money I make offset daycare for 3 children?? And if I did work, did we want someone else outside of my husband and I to care for our kiddos?? Add on a move from St. Louis to Columbus and you have a real mess... So we decided it better to just suck it up and for me to stay home.. It all just seemed a little overwhelming to begin with...

So, I had not been looking for a job.. I could have cared less either way.. But I do always keep my resume updated on Monster, just for the sake of having it out there and that way it is on Monster and I can't loose it that way (can I??) Well, one afternoon about a month ago I received a phone call from a company looking for someone to do a job that I really like to do... So I sputtered out some rediculous amount of money (for that type of job, mind you), because I was not super duper interested in going back to work, and lo and behold they wanted me to come in for an interview... Well to make a long story short, after about 7 interviews I got the job... It is a 45 minute drive one way from home and the money is decent... So I am now, once again a working mother..

I found someone who I think will be fabulous to watch the two little ones.. I just hope everything works out.... That they will like her and she will like them.. That they just meld.. Ya know... I am just worried... She is a SAHM of 5 of her OWN children.. So I trust she knows how to handle children... More on that later.

Wish me luck!! I am a nervous wreck.. But I guess if it is too much for my lazy butt I can just quit and stay home again...

HMac is missing...

... from my house.. I just realized last night that he has been gone for 2 months.. I MISS HIM!!! I told daddy last night that I could not wait for him to come home.. He enjoys getting to be the "only" child at my parents house. He goes there for his entire summer break, therefore leaving me sad and unhappy. I feel like he doesn't even like me anymore.. Every time I ask him if he is ready to come home he says no. I can't blame him.. He was the only child for 8 years and suddenly he has not one, but two baby brothers.. Needless to say he doesn't get my undivided attention anymore.. He doesn't mind (I think), he loves his brothers, but he also doesn't mind being with grandparents who spoil him with video games and fast food for two months either..

Mawmaw is bringing him home on Saturday.. and I can't wait.. It just hit me like a bag of hot lava last night how much I miss him and I almost couldn't contain myself.. The upside, I get to see him in a couple of days.. The downside, I know my mom is going to be beside herself to see him go.. I feel bad, super bad, but he is mine after all, right, I gave birth to him, right??.. Although I am sure she would like to protest that and keep all of my children as her own..

Unleash the wrath that is my mom.. Not a bad wrath, but bring on the fun!!! I can't wait for her to be here, she is my BEST FRIEND, and boy do we have fun!! Who knows what we will get into but I will for sure let you all know the craziness that is the "SANDERS GIRLS" as it happens... I bet you can't wait can you.. I am sure it will be full of laughing until one of us poops, I mean pees herself.. haha...

Oh well, HMac I am ready for you to get home so I can yell at you, I mean HUG you and kiss you.. I miss my baby!!!!!!!!!

Something smells......

I don't know about you but to me the smell of my babies is the sweetest smell I can ever think of.. I don't care if it is the raunchiest poopie diaper, spit-up or the fresh smell they have just after a bath, I just love to take all of it in..
Speaking from the perspective of a mom with a preteen as well as two babies I know what I am going to say is weird, but here goes anyway.. My oldest son HMac is now a preteen.... I don't remember how he smelled as a baby and it pains me to my soul... He is going to be in middle school this year and now he smells like B.O. and just manly smells... Ya know what I mean.... He is clean but he just smells of puberty... I love him so much and don't want him to grow up...
I think having two babies has made me realize just how much I want to remember what they smell like as little ones because I can reflect on their big brother and it makes me sad to know that I can't remember how he smelled or the sweet things he said to me when he was little...So I am OFFICIALLY sad..
I remember my mom just sitting and smelling him.. and I thought she was crazy... But now I am thinking maybe she wasn't so crazy after all.. She knew, and still does know even now that I am 29, that she more than likely wishes she could remember what I smelled like when I was a baby...
So to anyone who can come up with some invention that can capture the SMELL of your baby for future use would be a gazillionare.. At least I think I would pay to have something I can remember that sweetest smell in the whole world... The smell of your babies..

PS... Sorry HMac I hope I didn't embarass you too bad.. Know that I love you and hope that someday you will read this and realize how much I miss you being my baby.

Daddy HMac???

HMac tried his hand at being a dad this week.... No, not to a human but to a little bird that had fallen out of it's nest. He called earlier this week from my parents house. (For those of you who don't know it is a long standing tradition that he abandons me and stays with his grandparents in TN for the ENTIRE summer.) So anyway he and his grandmother had found a little bird that fell out of its nest and decided to pick it up place it in a hanging flower pot and commence fathering.. Things went well at first, he dug worms up and fed the bird worms.. It really ate them.. He used tweezers to pick the worms up off the ground and feed the bird... He even took pictures of the bird and a movie all sent to me on my cell phone.

He called me to tell me all about it and I asked him how many worms he had fed the bird and he said like "13".. Poor little bird.. I guess he has seen me feed his little brothers.. And my feeding agenda goes as follows... If they are not wet or tired and they are crying or have their mouths open for any reason it means they are hungry so they get fed... Maybe that is why all of my children are HUGE!! So you can't really blame him for feeding the bird every time it opened it's beak, it is all he knows.


Anyway he called me on Wednesday night to tell me the little bird had passed to the other side.. I tried to be sympathetic and tell him it was ok and that was just how things were meant to be... He didn't really care though, he just wanted to tell me that nature was mean and stupid and that was the end of it, he had TV to get back to...


I am proud of him for taking responsibility though, he was a good little birdie daddy while it lasted....