what what?!?!?

So. I am hoping to not jinx this. Jacob has been in undies since 8am...minus nap time. He has had 1 accident, and he didn't even wet his diaper at nap...

I AM STOKED! How cool would it be to have only 1 in diapers at a time????

I am not worried about night training him, that'll come when it comes. When he wakes up dry for a few days, I'll try it.

We have been home all day, tomorrow we have a few things to do, and we'll be gone most of the day. I am debating on what to do. I don't know if he'll tell me he's got to go if he's wearing a diaper!

Oh ya...
94
days

2269
hours

136142
minutes

8168569
seconds

that's how long i have to get him PTd...and ya know. I am not even stressing it. I never planned on him PT this early...I was thinking NEXT summer!?!?! What a treat!

BIG WEEKEND!!!

Noah had 2 soccer games yesterday. He did great, he was hapy to be playing, he was smiling and and laughing and having a great time. He even SCORED A GOAL!!! Last play of the 2nd game. He was the only one on his team to score a goal that game. He is still going on and on about it, and so am I!!!

My kids are running around in their UNDERWEAR acting like heathens. Yes, I have Jacob in underwear, a lil over an hour now and about 20 bathroom runs. Peeing everytime, and even poo'd 2 times. He tells me everytime he has to go. Even if it's just 2 drops....We'll continue on like this till naptime then diaper him for sleep times.

I don't know if daycare is gonna tolerate his million trips to the potty for 2 drops everytime. Sometimes it is alot though!


Big things going on around here though. I would love to only have 1 child in diapers at a time, maybe it will happen like that.

SUPER STAR!!!

My little man is a SUPER STAR, but, I know we all knew that. And now, teachers at school are starting to know!!!

He got an award today that says: Super Star: I was caught being respectful today! Then it says that he was respectful to the sub teacher!!!

I have told him all day how proud I was, giving him tons and tons of extra kisses.

When I got the story of how he got the award I couldn't help but laugh. The first day of school a teacher, pretty lady, probably about 35 or so (Noah's perfect type), was telling him how cute and adorable he was. She told him he was so little he could just hop in her back pocket and go for a ride. He laughed and it really helped ease any first day jitters he had.

Then last week, same teacher stopped me. Asked me if I knew a Tara Harvey, I said, "yes, my husbands sister" She worked with her before, and thought that they resembled each other. Tony and Tara look alot alike, Noah looks alot like Tony....I have heard all this before.

Well, this teacher was the SUBSTITUTE. Of course he was respectful to her, he thinks she's a hottie! HAHA.

I am still here. with a lil less pieces of hair.

i am just a major slacker. i'll be back. probably later today.

I could just trhow up

so very easily. UGH. I don't know what else to do. we're pretty ready to go.

this storm is huge, it's going to be strong, it's terrifying, totally terrifying.

I'lll text when we head out...on the road again...just can't wait to hit the road again...ha ha ha.

um, finally a female ninja?

According to my dad, it's a girl. Am I supposed to be happy we have another girl in my family?? Or aggravated that this thing he caught cost me $40????

Anyway, Rocky is STOKED. He is gaga over his new pet. It's all he talks about. Daddy ninja wasn't so happy last night when he came home and said we had to get rid of it. I am NOT getting in the middle of that one. But he's not getting rid of my baby's pet...so maybe I am in the middle of it??

Preparations

I have to prepare Rocky for EVERYTHING, knowledge is power.

I have told him we may go on vacation this weekend, there may be a storm coming.

The kid SWEARS we are suprising him with a trip to Disney World. What a hoot!!

Holy shit.

as of 2 am most of the maps have Gustav headed pretty much this way. I will spend most of today "lightly" preparing. Silently freaking out. Cleaning the house up. Getting things ready "just in case".

Fay's Here.

And she isn't doing much at all. Just drizzling and raining. THANK YOU!!! I hope this is our only storm this year.

I am watching a show on debt. Man, it's been a battle I have battling for over a year now. We are much closer than we were a year ago, but still so far away.

My head is hurting, listening to this.

What a start.

Ugh. At 6:20 this am neighbor kid arrived...I get to take him to school today, his mom had to be at work extra early.

This kid is ADD to the EXTREME. Noah loves to play with him though . Just hard to deal with at 6 something in the morning...i don't even like to deal with my own kids this early.

But, it's possible, I will not be walking Noah to his classroom this am...and I can hurry up and get to work so I can hurry up and pick Noah back up!!

Then it's the freakin weekend and we're going to have FUN!!! (not really, unless you consider sleeping, laundry, and cleaning fun)

Noah had his first soccer practice last night, he had a blast!!

Slacker

He who is in my belly shall remain nameless..I cannot come up with something I like yet. Why oh Why 3 boys...it's so hard for me to find boys names I like!!!!

Success!

He LOVES it, ok he freakin LOVES it. I am so beyond happy. This is what he looked like AFTER school? Can you see how big that smile is??!?! I love it. Couldn't be happier myself!

He's growing so fast. As heartbreaking as it is, it's also an accomplishment to know he's lived this long. I will say the same in 14y and 3w...hehehe.

Crapola. I have a birthday party to plan! Gotta get the soccer schedule first!!

sniff. sniff.

I just made Noah's lunch for his first day of school. He's got nuggets I opened the saftey part, his jiuce I poured in a small sports bottle so he doesn't have to put the straw in the hole (capri sun, I still have problems with those things), I opened and unwrapped his fruit roll up, and he has baby carrots and wheat thins....

Oh man. What is a momma to do. I am gonna put a post it with a smiley face in his lunch to make him think of his mama....

oh wow.

Half way there!

In no later than 19w and 3d will I be holding my new little man. I am exactly 19w and 3d today!!!

Is the cup half full, or half empty?? I don't know how to look at it as this will be my last pregnancy....

The starting list...

Anthony
Andrew
Adam
Alexander
Bartholomew (just kidding)
Christian
Elijah
James
Joshua
Paul
Seth
Tobias
Gabe

Just a short list...if you know of any names that go well, feel free to comment!!!

Naming rights.

I just bought them. For $368. Approx the cost of NFL Sunday ticket with the Superfan in HD.

So. There will be a poll up soon.

Still just documenting this here!

I went in on that Thu for monitoring. His HR was erradict going from 200 down to 115...consistently. Dr came in at 5 and said "we are a go for 8pm"...I was so excited I was shaking. I texted and called everyone I had too, then realized, "oh, ya, i need to call my husband"...anyways. They get me into my own room. L&D was CRAZY that day, they delivered 8 babies...so they hooked me up to the monitor and I was relaxing talking to my mom.. and I heard the HB go crazy, it was over 200 for like 5 min, I was freakin. At like 6 my dad got there, at 7:15 the doc comes in and says anesthesiology is on its way and after they get the surgery room clean we are a go! Ok, great, but where is my freakin husband. Ok, so he gets there at 7:40 ( he takes his dear sweet time, I wish he would have missed it, just to prove a point) then the anesthesiologist comes in and starts asking me a few questions...then he looks at tony and says "LITTLE T" and then they start reminiscing from high school. Great, hello, this is about ME. Anyways. Right at 8, on Thursday, Oct 5 they walk me to the surgery room. (insert: i did ask if we could post pone this for just an hour...hello girls, 8:00...Thursday...get where I am going here...I missed GRey's Anatomy)I get on the table, lay down...me nurse, anesthesiologist and anes student, and OB tech in there. "Time to put the catheter in" oh shit. It took 3 of them holding my legs apart. I probably would have been fine if TOny's old high school buddy wasn't staring at my vagina! He said "howd you get preggo like this"...made me laugh and relax. Dr's come in. I hear anes student ask anesthesiologist if they need to give me the stuff yet..he says "no, with sections we have to wait till the LAST minute" WELL GIRLS..... they waited a little past the last FREAKIN minute. I felt the Dr feeling my belly for positioning, then I feel it THE CUT!!!! I started saying "AHHHH" (hard to say with an oxygen mask on my face) then I just start laughing. I specificially told the anesthesiologist to not let him cut me before I was asleep... When I am nervous or freakin out I laugh. So they stop, Dr peeks over the curtain and apologizes...then I am asleep.I wake up at 9:30 and the first words out of my mouth to my mom were "he f'n cut me before I was asleep"...mom said "i heard, he was hoping you'd forget"....then i was just in so much pain I dont remember much, just that it hurt, the nurse was adding to my morphine pump like every 3 min...so, they ended up doubling the dose.I remeber I kept asking for my baby...I needed to nurse him ASAP..I asked for 2 hours..then someone said as soon as his temp is regulated they'd bring him..then another hour later a nurse practitioner comes in...as soon as she said her name I knew he was in NICU...she said he was showing signs of infection adn was needing help breathing, but mabye he didn't have infection and was just needing the help and everything would clear up.I asked when I could see him and she said as soon as I could get in a wheelchair. That didn't happen till lunch time on Friday. When I saw him he had his poor head in that fishbowl thing. We couldn't even see his face because of the condensation on it. What I did see didn't look like Noah. BUt by Sunday when I could hold him...he looked EXACTLY like Noah...sooo cute. He has these long toes and fingers, just so precious. On Saturday they had started feeding him, what Iwould pump, out of a bottle. I was freakin out girls...,terrified he'd never nurse. Well, I tried on Sunday, and this kid sleeps like no other. But by monday he was strictly nursing! I didn't even get him into my room till 8:30 Sunday night...technically and hour and a half after I was discharged.He did great in my room, had to go back to NICU 4 times a day, 2 for regular checks and 2 for some antibiotics. We FINALLY left at 3ish on Thursday, it was FANTASTIC. I was sooo stoked. I was so happy to be getting my baby home.Oh, my parents brought Noah up Sunday night at 9, after he was in my room to see Jacob for the first time. Noah walked into my room, didn't even look around, he said "where is my jacob?" I told him to come here and get on my bed. When he saw his brother in the bassinett it was amazing, the look was awesome. He said "i want my brother" he sat on the bed, likke he knew he had to. WE gave him Jacob and he looked at me and said 'this is MY Jacob mommy, where is yours? in the nursery??" OMG I died...it was sooo cute. I explained he was our Jacob and we had to share. SO i was holding JAcob a few min later and Noah said "GIVE ME MY JACOB BACK MOM, YOU HAVE TO SHARE!" sooo funny. I am so amazed how Noah has accepted Jacob into our family. There are times at night that he wants me and I am having to deal with Jacob and he gets mad. Anytime we go anywhere he makes sure Jacob is going and we aren't leaving him.

Just documenting this here!

Sorry it is so long I remember it like it was yesterday!!!!Here's the story:I went in for my 39 week check up on Sept 11, I put my bags in my car because I just had a feeling that I would be needing them. I went to my moms and we took my car to the Dr. They put me on the monitor for contractions and the baby's heartrate. The whole 30 min I was in the his hr was in the 180s. it had NEVER been that high. When the Dr came in the room to check me I told him I was concerned about the babys HR he looked at the printout of the contractions, which I was having but not really feeling, and didn't even check me he said, go directly to L&D, don't go to Burger King or anywhere else. Mind you the baby was breech so I knew that I was in for the long haul, and I forgot to eat breakfast, so all of a sudden I was starving. My mom and I get in the car, the DR office is like 2min from the hosp. So we have like 2 in to call my fiancee' and my dad and tell them what was going on. We weren't at the hosp but 15 minn when my Dr showed up and told me I wasn't leaving w/o my baby he just didnt know when he was gonna do the section. So all I could have was clear liquids till 4pm, then nothing!!!!!!!!!!!!!So in the mean time (TMI sorry!) the Dr prescribed an enema I can honestly say, that to me this was the worst part of the whole pregnancy. WEll Dr comes back at 6 and says ok, it's either at midnight, 6am, or noon tomorrow. SO I still can't have anyhting to eat or drink I was starving and way parched. Well at 9pm he came back and said it will be at 6am, ok fine. My family was all back at the hosp at 5:15am. At 5:20 a nurse walks int he room and says it will be noon because he had an emergency. At this point i was ready to kill my Dr. I was still having contractions butnothing any type of painful (thank god)!!! SO after no sleep I was to anxious, I was gonna be holdng my angel soon, no food, no liquids the Dr walks in at 8am and I gave him an earful, I embarrased my mom but oh well. SO they finally came and started prepping me at 11:00. She put the catherter in,with no anesthesia, I had to drink some nasty drink because I was going under general anesthesia because I couldn't have any type of spinal anesthesia. Well, I walk into the operating room at 12:00 and lie myself on the operating table, it was freezing!!! THey brought me warm blankets and then start strapping me down. Them the nurse washed my stomach. I saw all the nurses and Dr standing around me just waiting to go they said "goodnight Jennifer" and I was out. The next thing I remember was someone saying" do you know where you are" I said yea, the hosp" "How's my baby" Then Tony, my fiancee' said "perfect" and boy did he mean it. He was perfect. He got 9/9 on his apgars and about an hour after he was born we were breastfeeding, not very well, it took lots of practice. I am so in love and I cry sometimes just thinking about him. I was watching him sleep last night and he looked just like a little doll. He was born at 12:14, just 14 min after I walked myself in to the room. He weighed 7lbs 6oz and was 19 in long. He looks just like his daddy, kinda makes me sad he doesn't seem to resemble any part of me yet.

Frustration!

a. a woman couldn't keep her legs closed.
b. the dr gets severly overbooked
c. I don't give a flying flip what the excuse is...

There should be a sign on the door when you walk in, or even have the receptionist tell you "your expected wait time is.." But no. They don't. You have a SCHEDULED appt, 4 weeks ahead of time. Yet, you arrive, and low and behold, you wait. and wait. and wait. I waited an HOUR! to see my damn dr. that was after the ultrasound. Once they called me back. I sat and weighted. hehe ya. weighted. As in I had to step on the darn scale. If ya think i am sharing that info you are on CRACK. Anyway. Weighed, BP...

Sit for 10 min. the dr calls me into her office. Talks to me for less than 2 minutes...all we talked about was "yes, it's another boy" and "everything looks great" Ya. Great. See ya in 4 weeks. BLAH.

I am starting to freak out. About the birth of this baby. She promises me I'll be asleep before they cut.

But I am starting to worry about the timing of his arrival. What if he wants to come a little earlier?!?!? I am more than ok with him coming anytime AFTER 12/25...but, what if he wants to come a day or 2 earlier!!!!! NOOOO. I am already talking to him telling him no way, he has to stay put. I cannot be in the hospital for Christmas. I just cannot.

I am off work today. I am so glad I can manipulate my schedule. I had HORRID sleep last night. I couldn't sleep. At one point, I woke up and ran into the living room I swore I saw and smelled smoke. There was none. I hope my husband didn't see that. I was up a ton, swore I heard something fall. I just couldn't sleep, at all. So. I am going to spend the (rest of) the day relaxing. For a few hours anyway. Tum-tum has a dr appt at 240, he has quite a bit of chest congestion. Poor baby...he's such a trooper.


Tomorrow is the big day, Rocky gets to meet his K teacher. We have to take all his supplies in and find out wether he starts Friday or Monday. I hope it's monday...I already had to take today off so Friday is looking kinda busy...

Hope everyone has a great day. Think I am gonna go rest my lil head.

Oh my.

Don't watch Reno 911 with your children around. They ARE sponges and WILL embarass you at the most inconvienent time. lord. thank you god that my mom has a sense of humor.

Saturday.

Wild boys. They need to get out of my house. They need fresh air. They need to be in someone elses care.

I *think* hubby and I have a date tonight.

And now, all of a sudden, I cannot get my stupid computer to load pictures. Cry. I have such adorable pics, it's really a shame.

I watched Must Love Dogs today for the first time, quite a cute movie.

I watched that AFTER I watched a Tori and Dean marathon...wow. She had me in tears as she went in for her c-section with her little girl. Brought it to me, how real it is, how emoitional it is...I am freaking out now. Thanks Tori. As of right now, I am ready for him. I know as soon as I lay in that hospital bed, I will try to back out of it, say nevermind, today isn't a good day for me...I change my mind. I think of many excues, in the end, the kid gets out. That day.

Say Cheese=)

I promised pics. Hehehe. And pics you get.

EDITED TO ADD: Do you not see the eyes on the little one?!?!? He's plotting!

So. Tired.

moral of the story: toy here. nap now. play later=)

It's been a long day.

I''ve been trying to wake up at 6, to get Rocky ready for waking up early. It sucks. I hate waking up early. I love weekends where we can sleep late. I am already worried that soccer is going to take that away from out Saturday mornings, and if we're being good religious people we need to go to chuch on Sundays....

I guess I'll have plenty of time to sleep when I am dead. At least that's what I told a lazy patient today. He's closer there than he likes to think, especially if he keeps his lazy ass in the bed.

Today I worked like a good little employee, only pissed one person off that I know of. And really, it wasn't my fault. So BITE ME to the bitter old lady.

Tum tum now says everything we say "Tum-tum what did you do?" as he pretty much destroyed my moms living room in less than 2 min, he said "what did you do??" too fun.

I am tired, I am going to bed. My new toy better be here tomorrow, I will cry, and kick and scream if it isn't here. It hasn't been updated on the tracking thing since yesterday am, and that makes me nervous, I just wanna play.

Very well said.

Dear Non-Pregnant Person,

I hope you find these guidelines helpful in your interactions with pregnant women as failing to follow them may result in serious physical harm. If you are thinking, surely she doesn't mean me- then you should probably read this twice.

1) The appropriate response to a couple telling you they are having a baby is "Congratulations!" with enthusiasm. Any other response makes you an &*@!!!

2) Through the wonders of science, we now know that babies are made ONLY by the mother and father- not grandparents. Unless the baby is in your uterus or you are the man that helped put it there, you may not ever use the phrase "my baby".

3) On the same note, unless you made the baby as defined in 2, the pregnancy, birth and raising of the child are not about you. You do not have input. No one wants to hear your opinion unless they ask for it.

4) The body of a pregnant women should be treated the same as any other body. You would not randomly touch someone's stomach if they were not pregnant, nor would you inquire into the condition of their uterus, cervix or how they plan to use their breasts. Pregnancy does not remove all traces of privacy from a woman.

5) Likewise, no women wants to hear comments on her weight- ever. A pregnant woman does not find it flattering that you think she is about is pop, must be having twins, looks swollen or has gained weight in her face. Telling her she looks too small only makes her worry that she is somehow starving her baby. Making such comments invite her to critique your physical appearance and you may not act offended. The only acceptable comment on appearance is "You look fabulous!".

6) By the time we are 20-30 years old, most of us have picked up on the fact that the summer is hot. We are hot every summer when we are not pregnant. We don't need you to point out that we will be miserably hot before the baby comes.

7) There is a reason that tickets to Labor & Delivery are not yet sold on Ticketmaster. Childbirth is actually not a public event. It may sound crazy, but some women really do not relish the idea of their mother, MIL or a host of other family members seeing their bare butt and genitals. Also, some people simply feel like the birth of their child is a private and emotional moment to be shared only by the parents.

8) Like everything else is life, unless you receive an invitation, you are NOT invited. This includes doctor appointments, ultrasounds, labor, delivery, the hospital and the parents home. You do not decide if you will be there for the birth or if you will move in with the new parents to "help out". If your assistance is desired, rest assured that you will be asked for it.

9) If you are asked to help after the birth, this means you should clean up the house, help with cooking meals, and generally stay out of the way. Holding the baby more than the parents, interfering with breastfeeding and sleeping schedules and making a woman who is still leaking fluid from multiple locations lift a finger in housework is not helping.

10) The only people entitled to time with the baby are the parents. Whether they choose to have you at the hospital for the birth or ask for you to wait three weeks to visit, appreciate that you are are being given the privilege of seeing their child. Complaining or showing disappointment only encourages the parents to include you less.

Estimated delivery 08/07/2008

I cannot wait to play with my new toy! Camera, that is. Dirty people.



I will take tons of pics. The first day. Then prolly put it up till bdays and holidays. LOL



Gotta go wake the kids up and get started on my day.

I am a horrible american.

I am NOT looking forward to the olympics taking over TV for the next 2 weeks. Shoot me.

That look...

You know what look I am talking about. The look that some kids just have. HE has it. Tum-tum has it. It's in his eyes. You know he's thinking/planning/plotting SOMETHING. And it's up to the adult/adults in charge to keep ahead of him and KNOW what he is thinking. It's actually quite humorous right now, because I am able to mostly keep ahead of him..well. he just put a bunch of plastic worms in Tony's cup...but since it was Tony's cup, Tony should have been the adult in charge of that situation, right??

I will take a picture of that look in 3-5 days after my NEW CAMERA gets here. I was worried I wasn't going to be able to let Rocky start Kindy cause I couldn't find my camera, so I just went ahead and ordered one. The other one was old and dying anyway, it would turn on and off whenever it felt necessart, so I NEEDED a new one anyway, right?

Daggum it, he was right.

As we walked into Sams tonight, Tony said "ya know, a full buggy cost $300"...we had just a teeny tiny bit more room in the buggy...and it cost almost that much. BUT. We got lots of lunch stuff so hopefully we (ok, ok, I) can stop eating out so much. Tum-tum was going through the store screaching at the top of his lungs "COOKIES" hehe...he is just too cute.

Rocky was so full of energy, clearly not listening or doing anything I wanted him to do.

Tomorrow I am going out to lucnh with a friend. We both love Olive Garden, and our husbands hate it. So, they appreciate that we go together.

Did I totally not just contradict myself about eating out?!?! LOL.

I have to get Rocky some new undies and socks to start school and he is ALL READY!!

I, am not though. I have to get a new camera. I cannot find mine, and this child cannot start school without me having pics of his first day. The hunt is on!

A friend of ours brought some baby things over today! Now we have a cool rainforest swing that swings different ways, a jumperoo, a cool boppy bouncy seat! I am so excited. I mean, really, it's my 3rd I am not preparing this time, really. I'm not. This kid won't even have his own room till he's like 4-5-6 months old and we buy a house! He'll be lucky if the carseat is in the car when we're on our way to the hospital. I have to make it through Christmas. I am stating from here on out, he is more than welcome to join us...after 12am on 12/26...the second I look like I am going into labor after 37w I'll have my section...I prefer it be after 38w, due to Tum-tums arrival at 37w requiring a week long NICU stay...so. after 12/26 at midnight he's free to come. A few vibes about that wouldn't hurt either, k!

going to bed. thank you mr. tylenol pm...my back hurts, my head hurts, my wallet hurts..and something else hurts, but i'll spare you. Well, some of you. LOL.

This is why I'm hot..this is why i'm hot, this is why you're not...

Cause it's a million (96 degrees) and like a million% humidity (90%) .....

ANYWAYS...It's the weekend!!! I don't know what we are going to do?!?! I think sleeping is way up there on my to do list. I don't have time to blog a good blog right now. Tum tum just came to me and has DEODERANT all over him, he is powder fresh...but uh, need to tend to that.

Funny real quick.

Rocky got kissed by a girl at school today. He started crying "i didn't do it, i didn't do it"....then when I picked him up from school he's in the van singing...and SMILING like a fly on cow poo "I kissed a girl and i liked it..."

Are you coming to "BOTHER" me.

Don't.

Anyways. Another fan freaking tastic day here in Ninja haven...didn't really pull out any hairs...

Today was crazy hair day at daycare...uh, oops. LOL. My kids didn't even have enough hair to make it remotely crazy. Oh well, just another dissappointment they can attribute to mommy.

Gas was 3.79 today! WAHOOO!!! Too tired to come up with more.

What's in a name??

How hard is it to come up with a name??? With Rocky he was named before I knew he was a boy. Tum-tum, we came to an agreement on his name early on...his middle name we, (I), decided on in the hospital. This one, I am pretty much leaving it to Tony to name...and well, anytime I even bring it up he's like I dunno. Ok, MR. HERE IT IS. You pick a name, soon, or you're losing your naming rights.

Oh my aching head.

It hurts so bad. I have a horrid headache. My only complaint this pregnancy is these darn headaches. I had gotten rid of them for a while, well, they're back. I am so blessed that my husband tries his hardest to keep the ninjas tamed while I rest. He is able to pick them up from daycare today while I rest, TTFN ladies, and gents.

Anyone have any advice?? I have eliminated milk, they stopped for a while. Tylenol and caffenated drinks...don't help, tylenol 3 and phenergan, don't help either, ice on my neck and forehead, cold, but not helpful.

Another day, another dollar.

Work is work. I am blessed to currently have a job where I set my own schedule, within certain parameters. We've been dead slow with some of the changes and rules medicare put in place as of 1/1/08. But, we're picking up! And myself, and a few therapists are going to start marketing on 8/12...I am very looking forward to this.

In the meantime, my bladder has kicked into overdrive. Luckily, today I was at all nice houses, it doesn't always happen that way. There have been many a house I would rather pee outside than in.

I wish I could find my camera to post pics of my bald headed boys! They look even more alike now than ever!

Oops, I did it.

I cut the kids hair. cut, should be more like butchered. They both look a little britney-ish. So darn cute still. And, they'll be a whole heck of a lot cooler playing outsidein this 100 degree weather. Tum-tum sat very still the entire time, he was better than Rocky at this!! And I see it as I saved myself like $30!!! $10 for their cuts each and I tip $5 each usually! I will tell hubby he owes me $30! Poor kiddos. Better me getting a wild hair in my hiney and doing something with their hair than my own!

8 hairs gone...

Ugh, I just typed up one of these and it's gone, into thin air.

the jist of it is, 8 hairs gone, kids not the source. How mant darn times do I have to ask a GROWN man to take out the darn garbage???

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Colt

Colt will be joining this wild ninja house no later than 12/31...his arrival is much anticipated.

Tum-tum.

His favorite room of the house, the kitchen. His favorite activity, climbing. Yes, those are 2 knives next to him. I can't even clean the bathroom without him being naughty. He is a VERY busy child. He takes himself to bed after kisses for everyone. He is very happy in the mornings, not an attribute he gets from his mother. He is independent. He loves to fight, beats up on Rocky often. He doesn't sit still. At all. He has started talking...momma, dada, NOOOAHHHH, potty, book, bye bye, papa, more, cup, eat, eating, NOOOOOOO, outside...just a few of the things he has just recently started saying. He is TERRIFIED of dogs. NO idea why. He was playing yesterday and heard Noah in his room, he, for some odd reason, thought it was a dog and FREAKED. I couldn't put him down for an hour, and he had an ear piercing scream. And, of course, he eats most anything. And lots of it. My dad thinks it is a game when we are over there, he'll feed him just to see what he can and will eat.

Rocky.

Rocky. He looks real "rocky" doesn't he. He isn't. He's a momma's boy through and through. He loves Disney movies. He loves to sing Honky Tonk Badonkadonk, and he tells me I am one hot mama. He has the cutest smile, and the most aggravating cry. His normal tone of talk is whining. He is used to getting his way, one way or another. He is a lover, not a fighter. He loves animals. He sleeps with me, STILL. His feeling get hurt easily. He starts K in a few weeks, and soccer also. He is excited about one of them, I'll leave it to you to guess. He is an all around goofy kiddo. I love him!!

Rocky, Tum-tum, and Colt....the story behind the names...

It's all the big kids doing. Rocky is obsessed with ninja stuff. He saw the movie 3 Ninjas from the early 90s and ever since then, he's been Rocky, and little one has been Tum-tum (because he eats everything) ...in the actual movie the oldest is Rocky, the middle is Colt, and the baby is Tum-tum....my rocky REFUSES to go in this order, because he gets such a kick outta our Tum-tum eating everything.

From the moment Rocky found out I was pregnant again, it was a boy and it was Colt. And, he was half right. It is a boy, it will NOT be Colt. Anytime anyone asks him what the baby's name is, he tells them Colt and they think he's right...only on here and when they play will he be Colt.

I am excited for my 3 ninjas...they will grow up and be friends and beat up on each other and do all the things boys do.

I am going to get a sign: If it crawls, hops, or slithers it stays OUTSIDE. Appropriate for a house with 3 boys I think.

Promises, easily made, easily broken.

i will TRY to keep up better over here. Just smack me around if I don't, K?

I have all these ideas for upcoming posts...copying Robyn's 100 reasons I love being a mom, why in the world is tum-tum so scared of dogs? why is rocky so needy?? colts a boy. pics of the 3 ninjas...only 2 outta utero for now...How will the first day of K go?? and the 2nd, and 3rd?? Bus rides?? How is Tum tum doing with PTing?? How much I enjoy pregnancy, or not...Will I get my tubes tied, or not?? Will Rocky ever eat food other than pizza, french fries, and chips...

And how long till I come here and say "I am no longer here with all my hair."