They grow so fast!

It just seems like yesterday I was hanging out with HMac watching him roll around on the floor... Now, he is in middle school and the beginning stages of, well you know regular guy stuff.. Poor kid..

But I am just amazed at the kids.. RT has been having full blown conversations with me since January of this year and now little WT is trying to crawl and pop a few teeth! It seems like just yesterday I was driving myself to the hospital - 2 kids in tow - on my own - hubby 6 hours away to have the third bebe... I mean how time flies.. I just wanted to say how much my kids are a HUGE part of my life and I wish that time would just stand still and they would all stay around the age of two.. That is the best (we have been lucky so far - watch out for little WT - he may be terrible - yet to know)... Anyway here is a video - ENJOY!!



Little WT crawling, or at least trying from AlliT on Vimeo.

Oh yeah did you see his hair... Isn't it the greatest thing going!??!? He is too funny!! Baby fro's rule!!

Am I seeing double?

I was making myself a little breakfast the other day, decided to eat some eggs like a lot of people do in the morning time and what the hey...... I broke an egg with a twin yolk in it... What the heck.. I mean I guess I had never thought that chickens could have "twins" per say but it was cool.. Here is a pic..



Neat huh? I have never seen one before, and most everyone I have talked to about it says they have never seen one either.. So I HAD to call hubby on the golf course and tell him about the egg phenom.. (and I sent him a pic on his cell phone too!) I just think it is the weirdest thing ever.. I almost could not bring myself to eat it.. I was a little freaked out.. I mean eggs are hard for me to eat anyway but a double one.. It just hit home that eggs turn into chickens and kinda grossed me out.. All I could think about was, what if someone tried to eat my eggs.. I mean that is GROSS.. OK so I took it a little too far, but still..

Anyway I guess that just goes to show you how weird my thought process is and how absolutely BORING my life is.. I am fascinated by eggs and their grossness..

Work........ blah...

So, I have almost completed a whole weeks worth of work... The first one in seven months.. Whew.. I am soooo beat.. Sorry for the no posts, but if it wasn't for the hubby we would not have even eaten this week.. I was too tired to even cook once I was home.. I MEAN TIRED!!

Apparently the place I work molds fiberglass compounds... So I was hot itchy and had to wash immediately once I got home.. They say you get used to it.. I am not yet used to it and hope to not have to venture out into the plant very often. I signed up for an office job right? Glass dust + sweat + one whiney b!tch = bad day..

I do however like all of the people I have met so far.. Which is one positive.. Anyway, off of that subject.. Just know that I am back at work.. not with my kiddos and am feeling a little guilty for leaving them.. And if I can get back into the swing of things, ya know not sleeping for like 14 hours a day I will hopefully post more often about how guilty I feel.

The kids did well this week but now both have runny noses... I knew that would happen as sure as the sun comes up in the east every morning.. They are both sick and that also adds to the fuel of the guilt I am feeling.. WT has a doctors appt tomorrow morning and I can't go.. I guess I just do not feel right taking off a day when I have only worked a total of 4 days... So daddy is taking him.. I am missing the FIRST one of any of my kids doctors appts.. I am totally on my way to winning the worst mom of the year award.. Right up there with moms who have crack babies and the other moms who whore their kids out.. AAARRRGGHHH!!!! I am totally loosing it!

Also, RT tells me every day to go backwards.. To him that means go home.. Just turn around and GO HOME!!! Then he tries to remember the various things he "forgot".. Like milk, his blankie, taking out the garbage, etc... None of it works and then he pulls out, mommie I like you home.. Stab me through the heart.. How does a 2.5 year old know how to load a gun and shoot me through the heart... They are smart I tell ya.. Oh yeah and the icing on the cake........ He calls the baby sitter and her husband Mom and Dad.. I think more than anything it is because he hears her kiddos calling them that but try telling me that when I get there from a long and itchy days work.. Little WT is totally clueless, so that helps a little..

I am sure these feelings of guilt will all fade.. I hope anyway.. If not like I said before I and my lazy a$$ will quit and sit on aforementioned lazy a$$ in like a NY minute if I feel like it..

Darnit..........

So yesterday we had a "mock" run thru with the babysitter, since I will start working next week. I went to her house, hung out with her and the kids for an hour or so and then snuck out the door... She kept them for a couple of hours and things went fine.. She is super sweet, I really do like her a lot.. I just hope after next week she will still like my "NEEDY" children..

My husband and I went and took the big car to get new tires, oil change, etc.. And then went to have a childless lunch... Great right??? Well not so much... We had fun I guess as far as having a mid-working-day lunch can go.. He was in a hurry..

The funniest thing happens... The restaurant sat a SAHM across from us... She brought her two children in to have lunch.. Of course they were the same ages as WT and RT. With pretty much the same temperament.. Needless to say our "Babyless" lunch was not so babyless.. I am sympathetic with her.. I wanted to give her little girl who was screaming "French Fries" very loudly some of my fries until she got her own... But I just thought it may look rude... So I acted like she was being an angel.. Poor pitiful me... Can't even enjoy a quiet lunch with my hubby... The first one EVER without children.. IT SUCKS...

Anyway, to top it all of little RT has been saying to me all day... Mommie, so glad you are home... AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH.. Bring on the guilt trip..

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...

I still love you...

dear blog.. I am sooo sorry for all of my millions of readers out there to have left you hanging for so long.. I still love you and have NOT, regardless of the rumors, broken up with you.. So will you still love me too.. YES or NO or MAYBE... circle one and pass it back to me..

Anyway, my mom just left town to return to her boring life without grandchildren of the male kind, to Tennessee.. We had fun, so much fun, hence the NO POSTS.. We were so busy we didn't even get to finish all of the things we had planned out, most importantly a good shopping trip to Wal-Mart and Target.. Can you believe it.. I let that pass up.. I chose instead to visit Goodwill and various yardsales..

Now this is huge for me.. I used to HATE MY MOM (sorry mom)for taking me on Saturday morning yard sale ventures.. I am still no early bird.. What with a breastfeeding baby and 2.5 year old.. I am kinda tired.. Only because I have trained these two to sleep until 9AM.. I am spoiled.. Throw eggs at me now.. I know, I know.. My children are gifts from heaven.. (Hoping no jinx are in my near future).. So anyway..We (shall I say my mom) found some great things at the yard sales in Indiana..Oh yeah we went to my aunt's house in Indiana for the last part of her trip - more on that later.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE botanical prints.. Any kind, flower, plants, etc.. So I had told my mom IF you find any kind of picture, framed or not, of botanical prints pick them up for me.. I am still looking for things to hang on my walls.. I am in love with botanicals.. So she shows up with these.. Aren't they beautiful.. and OLD too.. I love them... I wish I had more but these two are a great start to a collection I hope will grow exponetially..They were marked $5 each and she got them both for $5.. Sweet huh????


My husband hates them but I love them so they are going on my walls... Tough doodie...

On to our trip to Indiana.. My mom is originally from a small suburb north of Indianapolis... Her dad moved her to hillbilly country TN when she was in 6th grade.. She hates it, but refuses to leave.. Explain that one to me.. She was the youngest of 10.. Her closest sister in age is 20 years older than her.. Mailman?? I think so? So all of her sisters stayed behind when grandpa moved back to TN, and they are still in Indiana to this day.. 3 sisters all significantly older than my mom.. All packrats and all rediculously funny..
So I scored some major loot from her too... Shown here.



For instance the sister we bunked with has oh maybe 20 chickens in her backyard, 5 of which are crowing roosters..She lives on a major road IN TOWN and her backyard backs up to a NEW subivision (less than 3 years old, planned neighborhood) So I am gonna venture out and say they are not too happy she has chickens in her yard..Here is a link to the video of "THE RUNNING OF THE CHICKENS" starring the one the only little RT..

Anyway we had a good time and I miss her already... Although, I am glad to have my old boring schedule back...

This is great!

Below is an e-mail my husband wrote in reponse to a co-worker on how his day was going.. I had some business to take care of today, so this was the first time daddy was at home, alone, with the children - he was here alone with them for around 4 - 5 hours...I was terrified but now just impressed...

FROM THE DESK OF DADDY:

AlliT left at 08:00 and at that instant a fear washed over my entire being and I began to tremble. Then something miraculous happened. ....WT began to smile. As my nausea began to dissipate, I began to baby talk with him. We had a rather invigorating conversation. After that ended he decided to take a nap at 9:15.

This is my chance; I washed the dishes and straightened up the front room. I don't think I need to remind you that I did this in absolute silence, much like the Ninja's of Japan. After an hour and a half nap, the finicky monster arose from his slumber and demanded attention. After a quick diaper change, all was well, and at this point no crying for almost 180 minutes. Maybe there are higher powers at work.

After some bouncing and swinging Mr. WT decided it was time to test the waters. At 5 minutes to 12, the low rumble of discontent started. With a mighty crescendo, it climaxed at a ear piercing, blood curdling scream along with very impressive water works. Dad quick to handle any task, scooped the young T baby up, and began to tell lies and compromises' trying to stop this mental anguish.

To everything holy and mighty, only after 20 minutes of crying, the young Prince falls into a deep slumber and lays his precious little head on the couch and falls into a content sleep.

As a small tear falls from my cheek, I realize I have escaped another episode of "How long will your baby cry."

I love how daddies have no clue how much hard work being a SAHM is!! :-) I feel justified.