Silly girl!

Mackenzee was just being so silly this morning. I woke up to her and Landon playing in their new "clubhouse". Giggling away. I went for my usual morning cup of hot chocolate and she HAD to have one as well. She didn't drink it. I went to sit on the couch and read the newspaper. She needed the funnies to read as well. I snuck away to hop into the shower and the next thing I know...my little Mackenzee {who is now naked} is CLIMBING into the shower. What? Sigh. Too late...she's in and wet and thinking she is SO smart. Fine...whatever. With that finished....I start to get ready for church with my towel wrapped around my wet hair. She needs a towel on her hair too. Ok...that didn't work out so well. The big towels were too big, the hand towels wouldn't stay on her head. We gave up after the fifth try.

It keeps going like this....except for she refused to get dressed and ran around the house naked much to her brothers frustration. "MOM! She's naked! She's going to poop all over my room!" I assure him she will not. Though she refuses to potty train, if she's found without the diaper on, she'll run to the potty without a problem. EVERY TIME. Sigh.

Anyway...I'm ready for church, Landon is ready, Jaysen..yep....he's ready too. Kenzee.......is still naked. Running around the house. She refuses to allow me to diaper her up. I'm trying not to get frustrated. {are you picturing this?} So, I grab my camera. Why not? It would get her to hold still anyway. I tell her to smile for the camera. This is what I got instead....

Such a pretty smile isn't it?

She's laughing now because she's thinks she so funny for making a face instead of smiling.

All right mom...I'll be good.

Cheese!

Crazy hair, still no clothes....

We were late for church.

Yyyyeeeesss!

I was up late last night. It was the first of our two PTA meetings for the month and I didn't get home until 10:15. {that's normal} My brain doesn't just SHUT OFF quickly. So, after getting into my pj's I grabbed my book and plopped on the couch for a bit of reading to wind me down. After realizing I had read longer than intended {which is what usually happens} I crawled into bed. It was late.

I didn't want to get up this morning because of my late night. The children were good little kids and slept in until 7:30! But I STILL didn't want to get out of bed. So, I'm trying to make my eyes open as I lay there listening to Landon getting his breakfast {I know, aren't I a good mommy?} and all of a sudden I feel a tug on my blanket.

"Mommy, ont nana's. Nana's mommy, nana's!" So much for my last seconds of snuggling in my bed. Mackenzee LOVES bananas. Boots the Monkey from Dora likes the bananas...therefore she HAS to like them too. She eats a lot of them. It's not normal for the bananas in our house to go bad if she knows we've got some on the counter. Unfortunately for Kenzee, it appears our banana's have gone bad. What? I know...

I finish up the morning ritual of making sure Landon is ready to go and rush him out the door to the bus stop and then sit down for my morning cup of cocoa and blog surfing. "Moooommmyyy! Nana's! Peeeaaaasss!" Knowing I had grocery shopping to do anyway, I told her "if you are good {yeah right} we'll go to the store" {I'm interrupted at this point} "and nana's? Yyyyeeeeeessssss!" She jumped up and landed in a crouch, and then rolled around on the floor while screaming this. It was hilarious. She's never done this before, and to have it happen over bananas made me laugh. I attempted to get her to do it all over again so I could get a picture, but this was the best I could get. Apparently the excitement had worn off.

Just so you know......we now have bananas.

Tiger Update

After such an exciting game on Friday night, there was no way that Jaysen was going to miss the two teams playing again last night. So, it was a basketball FHE!

It was still fierce, but not like on Friday. Different refs, and better calls for both teams made it a little less stressful {for some of us anyway}. I chose to sit in front of Perry {Jaysen's dad} and was sure I was going to end up needing a hearind aid by the time the game was over. Rita attempted to calm him down, but there was no way he was going to stop until the game was won. He made me laugh so hard. :0) He would start complaining about a call before he even knew what the call was.

Perry: "What? She didn't do anything wrong! She's the one that got fouled!"

Rita: "Perry! That what they called!"

Perry: "Oh. I thought they said she travelled."

Yeah.... {lol}

Anyway...the Tigers started off the game rather sloppy and we were all starting to worry. The Bobcats scored the first basket again this game. Bad passes went from there, and it wasn't pretty. But, thankfully they got their game ON and played hard.

And do you know what I've decided...girls are just MEAN! Ok, so I haven't JUST decided this. I already knew that. But, wow! The Bobcats were pretty upset when they started realizing they were getting outplayed and that they were losing. They fouled just for the sake of fouling. Almost as if they just didn't care anymore. Jerome steals the ball, so another naughty little Bobcat would trip, push, MANHANDLE the poor girl. It was vicious. And, though I'm not a basketball player, I do know that fouling isn't the goal of the game. It's rather frowned upon. Which is why you can get kicked out of the game for it. I realize there are times when you have your team strategically foul and what not...but not so maliciously. Or maybe I'm wrong. Oh well. One of the Bobcat girls even got a technical called on her. The girl! So, you can see how HOT it was getting in there.

No matter, the Tigers kept it going till the end and won the game by around 10 points!

And you know what that means?????

They are DISTRICT CHAMPIONS! We are so happy for Jordan. What a way to end her high school basketball career! She is a senior, so it's a great way to go out. Now, they are on to state in a couple of weeks. We're rooting for you Jordan! Go Tigers!

Happy Birthday Papa!

Yes, another bday in the family! My dad turns the BIG 55 tomorrow! We celebrated this last weekend as my sister, Melanie, {or as I lovingly call her, Smelly} came to help us celebrate it. It was fun to have her here with all the kids. This is Landon and Talon checking out the book I got for Papa. Lots of pictures in that one.

Mackenzee was in heaven and I got replaced as the official "best friend" by Savanna. Sigh. At least I'm back to the #1 spot today. :0)

Yes, this is a picture of my daughter opening up her Papa's bday present. Sigh. She just took it from him. Fortunately for him, it wasn't anything she wanted so she gave it back to him.

So, Happy Birthday Papa! Hope you have a wonderful day!

Tiger Power {clap clap, clap clap clap}

So, I'm a little late in posting this. BUT...

Friday night was the big district finals game between Burley and Jerome. So, we all went over to Jerome to watch Jordan play.

She's #10 here in the picture.

Can I just tell you what a CRAZY game that was? From the first second of the game till the last dying seconds it was FIERCE. I had no idea that a girls high school basketball game could get that way. My brother in law's face was red, eyes watery as he screams at the idiotic referee not protecting his daughter from the barrage of fouls coming her way. Even Jaysen's dad got into the yelling. {not as loudly though} Towards the end poor Rita {Jaysen's mom} was getting physically ill because it was getting so intense. And, I will have to say {though I didn't YELL it} I was "talking loudly" when they missed a shot {oh no!}, or threw a bad pass {good passes guys!}, or when one of Jerome's players got smacked in the head by a bad little Bobcat and the ref didn't call anything {WHAT? Did you just see that Jaysen? Does that happen ALL the time? Holy cow! Is that not considered a foul? It is? So that a bad ref huh? You know, he was my Vice Principal when I was a senior in High School. No, I can't tell him to be nice to the girls. He probably doesn't even remember me.}

Both teams have a lot riding on these games as they decide who goes to state and in what ranking. Currently Jerome is ranked #1 in their district and #2 in the entire state. They are good. :0) Yes I am bragging on my neice. Her little teammate Aubree Callen is amazing as well. They did a great job of holding off the Bobcats and basically driving them crazy. It wasn't a high scoring game, and most of Burley's points came from foul shots. :0) It ended up at the end of the game again, just as last time, though no at the buzzer basket for Burley to send it into overtime. So yay! We won! Barely...but Jerome still won! Mackenzee shook those little orange pom-poms like crazy rooting them on too. :0)

Unfortunately, Burley won their qualifying game yesterday, and so now they have to match up again this next week before they go on to State Tournaments. We will be going again to cheer on our Tiger. Pom-poms and all. Maybe I should bring some Tums for Rita.

Blessed

I had a hard time waking up this morning. Grogginess left my eyes unwilling to open. After several attempts, they finally opened to see that it was later than I thought and if I did not hurry, Landon would miss the bus. Sigh. So, I stumbled out of bed and proceeded with the usual morning ritual of hurrying my oldest along through his morning. "Hurry and finish your cereal! You don't have your pants on? You have ten minutes until the bus comes! Stop watching cartoons and get your teeth brushed!"

Then comes the "Put your hood on, it's cold outside! Don't forget your backpack! I love you! Behave yourself at school!" And off he goes down the sidewalk to the bus. The house is much calmer now, and quieter without all of my pestering. Just Dora and Boots on the tv entertaining my daughter. Time for my morning hot cocoa and email. One of my favorite parts of the day. I am fully awake by now and soon must get going with the rest of my day.

Mackenzee bath time, Mom shower time, the rush of getting ready to go. I call the contractor working on our basement to let him know I won't be home when he gets here, so he should just let himself in. And...we're off!

I make it to Landon's school just in time for the meeting with the carpenters we've chosen to build the new bookshelves for the library. Poor Mackenzee has to come even though she is not feeling well. I feel guilty as I silently am grateful she is sick and under the influence of Tylenol cold. She sits through the 45 minute meeting quietly and falls asleep at the end. Unfortunately she is awake by the time we get to the car as it is FREEZING outside and the cold shakes her out of her warm slumber. Sigh. Off to the book store to get this years Primary CD-ROM so I can get my lesson ready for church on Sunday. 5 year olds....sigh. I have been officially asked to teach this age group of children AGAIN. I continue to remind myself that if I would just learn to have more patience then God would stop doing this to me. :0) He would realized that I've learned this life lesson and let me move on. I sigh knowing it will never happen and resign myself to being in the Primary for the rest of my life.

I must still get to the bank with the PTA deposit, but feel I have dragged poor Mackenzee around enough today. I turn around in the car at the stop sign and see her sad little face and offer her a happy meal. Was that to make her feel better or me? I'm pretty sure it was to help me not feel so guilty for dragging her out while she's sick. Her smile at the suggestion wipes away my "bad mom" feelings and off we go to McDonalds.

My phone rings...Landon has a stomach ache, could I pick him up from school? Sigh. The chronic faker strikes again. A bowl of Cocoa Puffs for breakfast and we're sick? Ok. I'll pick him up. Thank you for call me.....{I sigh in frustration thinking...couldn't he have gotten sick 30 minutes earlier as I was already at his school?}

The contractor is banging on things in the basement and I'm hoping Mackenzee will still take her nap with all of the noise. I have the kids lay down on the couch with their blankets until it's time for naps.

I realize the day is half over and think of all the things I have left to do. And then I hear, "Mom! come take our picture!"

And then I realize...forget about my list, about what I didn't get done this morning. Who cares about the lists!

They fell asleep together. Four pillows, six blankets, five stuffed animals, two kids and a sippy cup. Isn't it great to be a mom? Sick tummies and all {whether real or not}

I am blessed.

Sucker!

You see this guy? Remember him? I just told you all about him. But there's something I left out.....

He's a sucker for this girl. I don't think I ever truly understood the phrase daddy's girl until Jaysen and Mackenzee. Now, I know my daughter loves me. Even though she told me, "You mean mommy!" just this morning. She loves me. The kisses, hugs, and cuddles tell me she does. But, there's just something about her daddy.....She "knows" when he gets home from work. Like a little beeper goes off in her head. We were in the kitchen and all of a sudden she screams, "DADDY!" We were nowhere near a window, had not heard a car....so I told her that dad was not home yet. Two seconds later...he walks through the door. What???? She KNOWS. Sigh. And she knows just how to push his buttons to get what she wants too. He falls for it every time. The new nickname I have given him is "sucker" because it's sooooo true. Her new "win" over him is at bedtime. EVERY night she cons him into laying down with her in OUR bed until she falls asleep. It's a 30 minute ritual. Why? Because he just can't stand to see her sad face when he lays her down in her crib. It "breaks" his heart. Yeah.....it doesn't break mine. She doesn't want to go to bed, so she cries. Just like EVERY other kid in the world. She'll get over it.

And that's why she tells me I'm mean. How can I compete with daddy? There's no way. He's the nice one. At least I've got Landon that loves me....oh, wait. He tells me I'm mean too. Sigh.

There's no hope for me.

He's still a sucker.....