Wednesday, February 20, 2008

I thought I was going to die!

Well, ok, that may be just a bit dramatic, but oh well.

So tonight I am on the phone with my sister Sarah. We are making plans to get together tomorrow and gossip about all of the people we don't like. (Just kidding. Sort of) I am sitting in my dining room since the kitchen floor is drying after I was a good little housekeeper and mopped it all clean. But I digress. On to why I almost died. All of the kids have been tucked into bed by this time so I am all alone downstairs. From where I am sitting I can see into the kitchen and the living room. I tell you this so you understand that what I am about to explain is not as easy as you may think. So while Sarah is chattering away about what time she will arrive tomorrow I suddenly feel a warm hand on my back. I FREAKED out!!! Somehow Christian snuck downstairs and got behind me without me even being aware of his presence. He was supposed to be in bed and sleeping. I can see the stairs from where I am sitting! He thought it was the absolute funniest thing in the world. And of course, based on my reaction he will be ready and hiding in any remote location he can find to get the same response as soon as he can. Be still my beating heart. My kid may not survive to adulthood. Just warning you.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

All dressed up with no place to go...

It always seems to happen this way. I get up with plenty of time to get all of the kids bathed, hair done, dressed, fed, etc. to make it to church by 9:40 so we can actually sit on a pew. Well as luck would have it William cannot find one of his church shoes so we begin the frantic tearing apart of his room to locate it. After searching for 15 minutes through all of the toy bins, closet, under the bed, Amanda says, "Oh, I know where it is." She walks into her room and brings it out of her desk. Of course! Why did I not think of that? That would be the most logical of all places to put it.

So now it is 9:50 and time to go. Amanda's hair is still wet from her bath and Alex is needing to be fed. So I tell Ben to go ahead and save us a seat and we will follow right behind him. So while I am blow drying her hair she starts to say she does not feel so well. I figure it is because she did not eat all of her breakfast. We finally get Alex buckled in to his seat, get the car loaded with our things, and pull into church at 10:30. As we are walking through the parking lot to the building Amanda starts crying, I ask her what is wrong and she says, "I think I am going to throw up!" So much for church now. I check her forehead and sure enough, she is now warm. She was not earlier by the way. So I go in and peek into the chapel and let Ben know we are just going to turn around and go back home. All my rush and work for nothing.

So here we sit on the couch at home. She is running a 101.3 temp and I am on the computer. Like I said, all dressed up with no place to go. :-) What a day.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Copy Cat

I am following in the footsteps of Elisabeth and starting a blog. I have all of these good intentions of keeping family and friends up to date on what is going on, or something the kids will say will make me want to tell others and I never seem to get around to it. Perhaps this will work???

Life is great. Ben is FINALLY finishing up his degree in marketing and logistics. He has to take 9 hours over the summer and will be done. What a relief it will be. Next up for higher learning will be ME! I am going to start my prerequisites for nursing school this fall.

Little Alex is absolutely adorable! I cannot believe three months has already gone by!! I am 100% addicted to my little baby. The kids adore him as well. Amanda is always talking to him or teaching him new songs. She has taken it upon herself to make sure he knows all of his nursery rhymes. Too cute.

Christian was just baptized this last Sunday. I still cannot believe that I have a child that age. Where has the time gone? He was so incredibly mature about the whole thing. He said to Ben after it was over that he felt "really good." He is proud to be called Brother Nibarger now. He beams with pride.

Like I said, life is great.