Just another day...

Not my baby anymore...

Well Carlie turned nine yesterday.  Time does seem like it has flown by...it seems the older you get the faster the time passes.  Carlie and I kinda had a bit of a different relationship than my other kids in the fact that she had me all to herself for awhile.  I have to admit it was nice to just have that one on one time with her.  She has always been kind of a homebody....we used to go places and when we came home and pulled in the driveway she would clap her hands and scream "we're home, we're home."  Things really haven't changed much, she still would rather be home more than out and sometimes I can just tell she doesn't want to share me with anyone.  I can't tell you how amazing it is to have your nine year old tell you she had the best day ever..."thanks mom...I love you."  

Carlie just wanted to spend the day with her family....we decided to head to the mall since she had no idea what she wanted.  I let her pick out whatever she wanted....she did a great job!  She picked out a hat and purse, a dress for church, necklace & earrings and a webkinz puppy.  We took photos in a photo booth and then with the Chick-fla cow and oh, Justin Bieber (cardboard cutout).  We finished the day by having dinner with all the grandparents at our new favorite restaurant Chi-nnati's.  It didn't take long for her to pull me aside and ask when we could leave.  So things haven't changed much, just the fact that she is no longer a little girl.  She is growing up and even though I don't necessarily like the fact that she is no longer my little girl, I can hold on to the fact that she is turning out to be the most amazing young lady  that I am so proud of.  I love you Carlie.....don't tell anyone, but you will always be my baby! 

Alright already.....

So the past couple days I have spent in bed....it has been kinda nice minus the flu.  I like to hang out and do absolutely nothing, in my jammies with no shower sitting in the dark with NO responsibilities.  I only had to leave my heavenly haven to use the bathroom and raid the fridge.  I am not sure why I am sharing this picture with you....I probably will regret it later just like I did when I let my cousins watch my children's birth video.  I know....what the heck was I thinking.  Who does that.....ME!  So anyway I can be pretty scary when I wake up in the morning, lets face it....its not Days of our Lives or anything, we all could be gorgeous if we had a hair and makeup crew every morning.  Anyway I am going to give you just a glance of me after 3 days of no shower....why?  Because it is just funny.....I am not proud.  If I can loan out my kids birth video I can do just about anything.  It is really kinda hard to see but trust me my hair was so dirty and every which way, I knew when Mike came home and commented on my hair that "that" would be the picture of today.  Have a good laugh.....it will make you feel better and laughter is the best medicine.   (did you honestly think I was going to show you my face....NOT....you only get the hair! lol)

I thought it was funny....

I am not really sure if anyone is even reading these posts but I sure am having fun writing them.  I wanted to try something new but was concerned that I wouldn't have enough "material".  Most days I have some idea of what I am going to do but today it didn't hit me until lunch time.   This is our lunch.....pizza rolls...yummy!  I started them and of course forgot about them, so I yelled into Brandi to check on them and this is the funny part (at least to me).  She opens the oven and yells out "They're done.....they pooped!"  I lost it...."really mom, it's not that funny." Well, I had to grab my camera, this was definitely my "material" for today and I needed a picture.  Then she yells out "they are going to have diarrhea before you get your camera."  I don't know, it just struck me funny and I really don't care if no one else thinks its funny.... it made me laugh!  I always have said it's the little things in life that bring me joy.....and today was one of those little things.

Boys will be boys...

This picture really cracks me up...Will is the little guy behind Evan and he absolutely LOVES Evan.  Sometimes that is the first thing out of his mouth when he comes in..."Is Eben here?"  Evan finally has a little brother (2 actually, I forgot Joel)  to play with.  I can't imagine what it would have been like with more boys growing up.  A lot more chaos I am guessing.  It is so fun to watch how they all interact with each other.  They usually play guns and hide around the house, sometimes they just wrestle or chase each other around.  Will doesn't care what it is as long as it involves Eben!  I can't tell you how much these little guys have become part of our lives.  With them being here sometimes 50 hours a week it is hard not to get attached!   It is nice to feel needed and I really have missed having little ones around.   Evan really has been the only boy I have ever been around and now with Will, Joel and Ben around it is a much different atmosphere.   It is definitely not what I am used to, but I am enjoying it.  Boys will be boys......and I must say that I am loving every minute of it.

8 going on 16...

It seems like kids these days are growing up way to fast and Carlie is no exception.  I can't believe she is turning 9 next week.  I got to thinking a few weeks ago about just how different she is from my other girls. I remember Brandi played babies and house probably until 6th or 7th grade and I remember when I was little I played Barbies and house or school probably until I was 13 or 14.  With Carlie it is just different, I contribute it to being the baby and having older siblings as her role models.  She is always with her older sisters, doing what they are doing, watching movies, hanging out & just being a mini teenager I guess you could say.  I don't really know how it happened but she just kinda skipped a stage without me even realizing it.  She had a friend spend the night a few weeks ago, which never happens, and I couldn't believe how well they got along and actually played together.  They played Barbies, babies you name it and I couldn't get over how much she giggled.  They had the best time....it made me sad....sad that I had forgotten that she was only 8 and wasn't really experiencing the kind of childhood I thought she could be.  Today I think kids are almost rushed to grow up, between the clothes and the T.V. shows, just about everything they are surrounded with is pushing them to grow up.  I think it is my job as a mom to take some of that away, as much as I can, she is just a little girl and not for much longer.  I want her to play dolls and school and as much as I dislike Barbies I want her to play with them.  I want to hear that childlike obnoxious giggling and I don't want to ever forget it.  So my pictures today are what reminded me that my little girl is growing up and it won't be long before she knows everything and those giggles turn into rolling eyes and a great big attitude.  Trust me moms, it happens!  

 

Carlie cut out Taylor's picture and taped to to the back of her docket.  You can see what the other side is...well her response to me when I pulled it out of her bag today was "Mom, he's just so cute...I had to do something with it, it's Barbies mom."  See what I mean.....it happens to fast!

I know...I know!

That's what I have heard all evening....I know...I know...See, it's Evan's night for the dishes and he will do anything to put it off.  The ideal situation is you get up from the dinner table and DO THE DISHES....it's not that hard.  He will seriously wait until the very last possible minute before he even attempts them and sometimes will even try to slip upstairs to bed and claim he forgot.   Tonight his excuse was after "Chuck" I always do them after "Chuck" oh really......well "Chuck" is over at 9:00 and it's 10:30.  I must say he did have a lot going on tonight.  He entertained us with his Jimmy Newtron voice for hours, tried snuggling with everyone, invented dinosaur hugs (and had to give everyone one).  "Just call me Littlefoot" he said!  He definitely has a way of weaseling out of everything....the kid is something else to say the least.  I have no doubt the dishes will be done, I actually hear a lot of banging around upstairs so I am assuming that is what is going on.  You never really know with him, all I know is that I would rather have dishes in the sink and us all downstairs being entertained than a sparkling sink anyday....well most days anyway.