Shingles anyone????

I guess the stress of moving has gotten to a member of the family.   Can you guess?  No, it is not me, and Steve is to busy to get it.... It's Cameron.  

I noticed a rash and a limp, and he complained his leg hurt.  I searched the Internet for a doctor got the appointment, and came home with a prescription and a tired boy. The doctor said that it is very rare that a child gets shingles, even more rare for one to get it who has had the chicken pox shot.  Leave it to Cameron to get something hard to find.  

Cameron is never one to sit still, but his leg hurts just enough that he wants to watch a movie.  It should be an interesting couple of weeks.  

dinner is served

In effort to keep my kids healthy and hopefully far away from fast food, this is what I served for dinner.  Nate was the only one who thought it was the "best ever".  Peyton cried (then again he cries at whatever is not a cheese sandwich).  Cam ate the strawberries and a little of the fettuccini.  Mase ate only a little pasta and fruit. Marra only ate strawberries (she usually eats only fruit).  I am sure Steve made a cheese sandwich sometime after dinner.  Sometimes it really gets to me when I cook and noone eats.  What is a mom to do?  Well I lie.  Tonight I made chicken curry wraps and did not tell them what was in it.  Everyone loved it and Steve has no Idea until he reads this that he ate something with curry.  

Why we blog

I read an article yesterday about a blog that makes fun of all the "look at my perfect life" blogs out there.  The author of the blog goes over board and write about everything wonderful in her life and with her family (all of it is fake).   I thought it was funny, because if you read a lot of the "mommy" blogs it is true , mine included.  

So, why do I blog?  I do it for my family.  With all of us living so far apart this is the only way to keep the cousins and grandparents and others aware of the goings on in the family.  I really doubt they want to here about how often I yell or lost it with my kids, or that Steve works so much we may see him even less then we did when we lived in different states, or that it is so hot here you really need to be in water to tolerate being outside, or how instead of cleaning I read (alright I do write about that).  

What I am saying, is that maybe every once in a while I will change it up a bit and write about something I have been thinking about, politics and religion will be included.  Until then please enjoy the "wonderful and perfect" children that I am raising and how "happy" we are 24/7.

Another Peyton moment

While playing Boggle last night Peyton yelled... Quick mom how do you spell S O S.  He sure keeps us laughing.  Thanks Peyters!

One Quiet Moment

They do not come often, but when they do we run with it.  Cameron is sitting still.  He loves to read, but this week he has really been reading.  He finished "The Red Badge of Courage".  When the book was done he was on to bigger and better things.  The quiet has ended and he is on the prowl for someone to drive crazy.  I think his target is Peyton.

Here we are three weeks in...

and I think we are doing pretty well.  The kids are making friends, at least meeting kids who brave the heat and come outside.  I am moving the boxes around.  I decided that since we are only renting for a year I am not decorating, and the bookshelves will not be bought until we have a house of our own.  I did however search though all the boxes to find the books I still wanted to read.  They are now stacked neatly against the wall by my bed.  

To help the summer and our move go smoothly we found a couple of water spots to keep us cool, and I even bought Popsicles. (I am not really a frozen treat girl, but my kids enjoy them.)  I even found a library. (okay it's a branch and very small, but I did find a couple of books I haven't read yet.)  We even broke down and bought the kids a wii.  We have never had video games, but they seem to have fun. 

I have met a couple of people, and I am waiting to meet the girl who is a little irreverent, and laughs more than not.  I miss my crazy friends in California.  My phone bill will prove it too.  I love to be around others who understand and enjoy the journey of life.  It is not always pleasant, but sometimes you have to laugh at all the crap that gets thrown at you.  I am far from perfect, and I am always working on myself.  I choose to be happy in spite of what the world tells me I should depressed about.  Size, I can do something about the weight thing, and I have ups and downs in that area, but I try.  I will not get any taller, and my gray hair will not stop coming in.  I spend a lot of time and money at the hair dresser, and I always get the look like "you are how old?"  With all of life's challenges, whether I create them or not,  I choose to surround myself with people and friends who care about me not what I appear to be.  So until I find my irreverent, laughing, enjoys a good book, loves chocolate and will eat it, and size doesn't matter friend,  I will long for my friends in other places.  Thank heaven I have Steve who is all the above and then some. After all what is the point if you can't enjoy the journey.