Spring Break

Starting today, it is spring break.
EEkkkkkk!
Well, as soon as they get home from school.
Sammy didn't get to go to school. He was throwing up last night.
Between Emma and Sammy throwing up, I didn't not sleep well.
And I was gonna start a new schedule.
So instead of wasting hours in the morning sleeping in with my husband, we were gonna get up and get things done.
Yeah, I was too tired from the barf twins and Michael.
I actually just got off topic. funny.
Spring break is here.
Easter is in less than 10 days.
What am I going to do with the boys?
I am so glad we have a trampoline and the Wii. (and 2 TV's)
Last year I would have planned a trip home, Jeff would have had to take time off, we would have had to set some money aside and Jeff would have had to work Overtime.
This year is sooooo totally different.
This year we have 3 furloughs instead of one. Jeff is not able to get overtime.
We are really poor this year.
Jeff and I did the math.
He has had like 36 furlough days.
He has had to work 36 times with OUT PAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If you add it up. It is like $9000 in back pay.(take home)
We are looking forward to the day the furloughs will be gone.
I talk about it a lot, but look at that number.......... $9000 we would have had!!!!!!!!!
I know life would be easier if we had that $9000 back.
So I need ideas on how to make this a fun Spring break and Easter with no money.
Okay, maybe $20?
I am sure I can scrape up a little more $$$$.
Okay, so here is your task... I need really in expensive ideas for 6 kids for 10 days.
okay, go now....reply, leave a comment.....go on.....

Help

I want a new title for my blog.
"Confessions of a.....?"
Spring/Easter themed.
I can't think of anything and it is making me crazy.
Please help me think of something.

So mad!

I am mad at my husband.
He thought it would speed up our computer to disable some tool bars and disable a bunch of other things.
Well, I just wasted a precious hour of my life, (not putting my sweet baby to sleep)
trying to fix it.
It took five-ever, but I got it fixed.
I love my blog, and I take special care of it and the music player.
I COULD NOT LOOK AT IT OR LISTEN TO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He makes me crazy.
He does not get on the computer as much as I do, even less now, since I don't get on much anymore anyway.
I have a bigger house, one more kid and this weird thing happening in my mind.... I WANT TO CLEAN!
I told you it was weird.
I would rather spend my time cleaning and playing with my babies than be on this computer.
I blame my medication Zoloft for this weird behavior I am experiencing.

Michael turned 6 months today.
He had his first Cheeto. (yes,I am a terrible mother)
He can almost sit up by himself, and a few days ago he slept through the night. ( hasn't since)
I was sick and didn't get to sleep, but that is my life.

Not much else to say.
Jeff fixed his truck, but to do that he moved about 20 boxes from the garage to my living room so he could pull his truck into the garage to work on it in case it rained.
He never had to pull it in, he fixed it before it rained.... but I still have the boxes in my living room.
I am ready for them to be moved out.
I attempted to make curtains for my kitchen on Saturday, but I am not that good at the math part of sewing so, with 6 kids running around mom's house and people in and out, we didn't get it done. Cut but not sewn.
I am hoping to get everything tucked back into the garage and curtains up next week.
The boys have spring break then, and I am actually looking forward to it.
Any suggestions on things we can do besides sleep overs that are free?
Don't even get me started on this Heathcare Bill.
I don't get it, I am upset at why I didn't get a voice in on the matter.
"That is all I can say about it"
Oh, and I really still hate Arnold.
That is all I have time for blogging today.
I know, I bored you with nothing of real importance.
Come back again, if you are having a hard time falling asleep.
I will bore you again, so badly, you will fall asleep.

They dont tell you that.

So... I know I wanna blog.
I wanna share the goings on and things in my life.
The weird things I will admit to.
(hense the blog called Confessions of a....)
I will admit I am not in love with my life. I will admit it is a pretty great one, but I am not truly in love with it.
There some aspects of my life that are harder than most... Motherhood being one of them....
It really is a 24/7 never, ever do you really get a break kind of a job.
They. they dont tell you things.
They dont tell you how hard boys are.
They don't tell you they LOVE to scare each other.
They don't tell you they CAN NOT help but touch each other in the car, even if they have to reach across 2 people to do it.
They don't tell you tooth paste spots on the mirror int he bathroom are from boys doing it on purpose.
They don't tell you they do not know how to whisper and be quiet.
They do not tell you they will insert the word poop or butt into every song they can even if you told them not too, and especially when you are not there.
They don't tell you they have an automatic spring action in there arms for throwing anything and everything up in the air.
They dont tell you they can not help themselves from breaking things because they were throwing things in the house.
They also don't tell you boys cry when they are 11.
They do.
It is the time of their life when the fall a lot or hurt a lot or are sensitive or don't know why they are upset...
It is that time of life where their bodies are just beginning the process of teenagehood.
No, they don't tell you what to expect.
So you feel like you have failed as a mother, and you have somehow made your son a whimp.
Then your 2nd born turns 11 and then it all makes sense.
I am shaking my head at just the thought of my 2nd born. He is a great kid in SO many ways and some.... not so much. I love him dearly and feel as if I might die without him. (tearing up at just the thought) (I also feel that way about all of my kids)
Now the fathers of theses 11 year olds do not remember ever being this way. (just ask their mother)
Fathers of 11 year olds want them to be tough and can be harder on them then usual. Fathers of 11 year olds do not understand what is really going on.
They don't tell you about 9 year olds either.
They don't warn you about what boys are really like.
They just say they are easier than girls.
(WHATEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!)
No, my Sweet baby girl is not old enough to give me much grief, but.....
I guess it is different for everyone.
I just love that they dont share there wisdom.
And the "they" I am talking about is the millions of people out there who have experienced this and are not sharing their knowledge.
Boys are hard.
They are horribly cute at 3, wonderfully adorable at 5, and can be so very sweet at 8.... for me and my boys, they are rotten at 9 and 11....and pretty much every year after that.
Okay, so I am having a bad day....they are not horrible. I am just not enjoying motherhood today.
Mother of 5 boys.
....*deep sigh*
5 boys.
They just dont tell you.
So not fair.

Picture Update

Valentine's Day was fun.

Jeff had to work so we skipped Stake Conference and hung out together.

The boys got new ear phones, a bag of candy and a bowl of sugar cereal.

Jeff got a brand new and total fun game called Banana Grams. I found it at Walgreens. (and i looked every where for it)

I was gonna make a card that said,

"You drive me Bananas, Will you be my Valentine?"

but i never got around to it.

I got this ring.
(I lost my wedding ring last year)
New pink earphones for my MP3 player.

Beautiful pink roses

Sammy

We love the Wii!!!!!!

My Mom brought over these YUMMY cookies!!!!!

Everyone got one. Michael shared with mom and dad.

Matthew. Can you believe he is 14!!!??

Nathan
He is a great big brother! Very helpful.

Caleb. He is 9 and REALLY good at it.

Emma

Kisses!

Michael

He is such a happy baby.

Matthew and Michael.

I think that the Lord knew I would not be able to have 6 kids 2 years apart like I wanted.

There is an age gap of 4 years between Sammy and Emma.

If I didn't have Matthew I would lose my mind and maybe go crazy.

He is such a good brother and a help. Don't get me wrong he has his teenage moments, but he is so helpful with Michael and Emma.

I need to have my dad put the Christmas Pictures on a disc so I can have them. I am feeling the urge to Scrapbook again.

I feel the urge, but do not have the time. But as soon as I do have the time I wanna be ready.

Why don't you go and update you blog.

Go on, do it now.

Don't have one, get one.

Blogging

I blogged a ton of pictures on my private blog.
Now I have to wait until tomorrow to post some here.
This is taking up too much of my time.
anyway, there ya go.
If you want to be invited to my private blog, leave a message or send me an email.

LUCKY

(typing one handed again...can you guess why? His name is Michael)

i am lucky.
(do you like my blog change? i love it!)

i am so very lucky.
i am healthy.
i have a roof over my head.
i have food to eat.
i have a running car.
i have 6 beautiful healthy children.
i have a good husband who loves me.
i have a very large family who love me.
i have friends who love me.
i have the gospel.

yes, this post isn't like me.... i know.
and after every single line, i had in my head a very sarcastic comment.
but that is just who i am.

i do know how lucky i really am.
i have more than most people.
I am humbled this week by the recent Earthquakes and tsunami's.
I live in a safe neighborhood where I do not have to worry about that kind of thing.
I have some friends who are really sick. It breaks my heart to hear them suffering.
If you could sit for a minute and think about all the things you are lucky to have and say a prayer for those who are suffering.

i am lucky to have a screaming baby so i can stop blogging. (see here i am, totally sarcastic)