Real Camping

The Friday before Thanksgiving Daniel begged and begged to go camping.

My hubby is the scout master so he gets to go camping a ton but not really with his own kids.

I enjoy camping but was weary of packing and unpacking for camping before it was time to pack for our trip to Georgia on Sunday. I gave in and I'm glad I did.

Camping is the only time that is completely and utterly devoted to family time.

No distractions. I love it!

I giggled like a little girl racing my children on a scooter, ya the same one that's been sitiing in our garage for 2 years that I never took the time to play with. We found out that Kolby is a dare devil on his bike and dirt roads. He flipped 3 times and shouted, "That was awesome!" I also discovered that I would make a great mama duck as long as I had vanilla wafers.



Preschool Thanksgiving Program

The Thursday before Thanksgiving was Olivia's Preschool Program.

Olivia was "B is for boat". She informed me later that its actually called the Mayflower, not a boat:)

Little kids, costumes, songs, food. Preschool is adorable!

Our First Pet

Meet "Fast". He's a gecko. And he's fast, obviously.

My kids begged and begged for a pet. I caught this gecko in our backyard for them. Of course I screamed so loud I hurt my throat when it ran up my arm but I felt like a cool mom for catching a gecko for my chillns.

Animal lovers do not be alarmed. After letting my kids hug and cuddle their pet for the day I explained that they could keep it and let in die in a chocolate almond bin from Costco or they could set him free and let him live forever in our yard. Luckily for us all they chose the later. We let him go as soon as we showed daddy our find and watched him freak out at the thought of owning a pet:) heehee.

So "Fast" really was a fast pet:)

What? you can't see him? oh ya that's cause my camera sucks! sorry:)

Trust me, he's in there. Peeing his pants I'm sure, if he had pants that is.

Happy Camper

At the end of my terrible-no-good-very-bad-day I invited Holly and kids over for a mock campout.

We wanted to go real camping with the "other" Lawtons and Erwins but we didn't want to go bad enough to attempt camping without our hubbys.

Mock camp outs are the best.

tents, flashlights, outdoor fun, pigs in a blanket, smores, and then

a good nights rest in your own bed.

ahhh.

So you see, I really ended the day, a happy camper:)

"All you have to do is...

tell your dad he can have a donut, and then he'll come to preschool with you!"

-Olivia

I love preschool carpooling.

I hear the funniest conversations.

Donuts with Dad

Thursday November 3

In the which I complain, um a lot.

Yesterday I began to reread a self-help book I'd been putting off. The first chapter ends with the challenge to stop critizing, condeming and complaining.

Then today happened.

I think I'll leave that challenge for another day. Hey, I haven't read anything about procrastinating yet so I'm allowed to right? right! I knew I should've stuck with my motto, "ignorance is bliss".

I digress.

All 3 of my children have received referals to see 3 different kinds of specialists over the last week. Before we get all dramatic, my children are not dying or anything, they are fine. Just need some tests.

Today was Olivia's turn.

Here's what went down:

Driving downtown in morning traffic
Not having enough change for the toll road, (yes I don't even have $1.50, I'm poor)
Olivia starts throwing up in the back seat
First day in my life I'm not carrying baby wipes
I toss a baggie of cheerios at her to vomit in as I catch my exit
We park, clean her up with her coat which gets tossed, and I wrap a scarf around her to keep her warm
She gets tested
She fails the test again.
I feel like a crappy mom.
I pay a butt load of money and make an appt to come back next month
I get lost bc I dont have money for the toll on the way home and the gift shop would not give me cash back.
GPS yells at me but Olivia giggles and says,
"Mom, they said 'take grandpa head'" (that would be ramp ahead) teehee.
I wait at pharmacy for over an hour.
They only called in 1 of the 2 perscriptions we need
Keep being transfered to leave messages at the hospital.
I pay a butt load of money again (I did mention that I don't even have $1.50 for the way home right?)
I come home and scrub the vomitt in my van.
P.S. The test and the vomit are completely unrealted.

tired. frustrated. smelly. broke.
no problems sovled.

daniel is outta town. of course.

ok pity party is over. think I'll watch tv instead of reading today.

Happy Halloweeny!

Fabulous Halloween =

No pumpkin guts to clean up,

T-shirts from the neighbors,

1 Ninja, 1 Rapunzel, 1 Fish

Chili and Cornbread with friends and family

Trick-or-Treating 1 street of just-like-the-movies-houses!

Eating a fun size snickers after breakfast:)