Monday, August 30, 2010

Pretty hairs & Boys

So, I love hair things. For my daughters. Too bad one of my daughters does NOT like hair bows. Or anything hair related. She is one to just keep her hair down all the time unless forced to put it up due to sports. And even then, it's up right before practice/game and then out as soon as she knows it is over. Or if we are hanging with a dear friend who always pulls out a hair tie to put it up! Ha ha ha ha. Makes me sad in a way because I LOVE doing their hairs and making them all pretty.

Now, of course, when doing beautiful things to Moira and Eliza's hair, Alex gets a bit jealous. I must "do" his hair too. Poor guy, he can't catch a break. No pretty, frilly clothes to wear or cool hair bows to put in. Just boy things. I must admit, boy things are pretty neat too. I'm begining to enjoy going down the "other" aisles at the store. You know which ones I am talking about. The ones laced with browns, dinosaurs & TRUCKS. Lots of trucks. Sure sure, Alex likes his dolls, well, more like his sisters dolls. But he truly loves his trucks and dinosaurs. He GRAVITATES towards them. It's as though he has this 6th sense for such things even if he can't see it. He just knows there is something with wheels around or something that he can make destroy the "house" his sisters built with pillows.

So there you have it. I need hair bows and cool trucks.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

So, what's your idol?

This journey of a healthy body really makes me hungry. I am hungry ALL THE TIME. Most of the time I am just a little rumbly but then after a couple hours, I am starving. And I really have to keep myself in check from gorging. Know what I mean? I know, it's a good thing since I eat more that I should normally. But I'm thinking of food constantly. I'm planning and thinking of the next meal, my next snack, what I have in my fridge or pantry that I can snack on, or what I can sneak eat because I really don't want my children to eat it (as in it's unhealthy or we're about to have a meal).

Totally my idol right now. And I'm trying really hard to distract myself from such thinking. Homeschooling seems to help and once Awana & socccer starts in a few weeks may also help me because I'll be forced to plan more carefully and not deviate from my weekly meal planning. Well, I know if I keep my focus on the good things I can keep my mind of the obvious!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

A little OCD?

So I'm a little obsessive sometimes. Like when I get an itch to clean out my van! I love my van. Only way you can tell is that I practically live in it. The van has mats on top of the carpet, which is a very good thing since we sometimes picnic in there. The mats may have started out the same colour as the rugs but it is now a rainbow of stains. There are pink, brown and black stains of various shades that do not come out, no matter how many times I have it professionally steam cleaned. Trust me. It's been shampooed and steam cleaned and scrubbed with elbow grease by yours truly. Stains are not coming out. Seats are too but I assure you the seats are alright, you will not grab a print on your rear end if you sit in my car.

Anyhow, I cleared it out today. Took the chairs out and vacuumed. Wiped it out with hot soapy water. It may not be pretty and you can't eat off the floor but you will not crunch on some random cookie someone left on the floor or slip on the other banana peel my son threw down. And you will able to see the floor in all it's stained glory plus I will not have to clear off the chair for you to just sit in there for a ride! :)

And yes, I did fairly well today on my way to a healthy self! Woot!

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Weight? What weight?

I'm in denial no longer. After your child says "You mean get fat like you Mommy?" during a discussion about eating healthy and staying active I can not be in denial anymore. As much as that hurt my feelings, it wasn't like I could tell her "No, not like Mommy" because I am very obviously over weight. And how does a parent explain to her child that your body is your temple and should take care of it when I am not?

So, here I go again on a journey to lose some weight. Not aiming for super skinny but a healthy weight. I do not want to be ashamed at what I look like. My whole body image is very poor. I wear clothes that hide what I can't hide. I eat to comfort myself even when I'm very full. I eat because I'm bored. I don't excercise not because of my knee even though it limits me to what I can do, I don't because I'm lazy. No more! I'm tired of being tired. I'm tired of neglecting what I should not be. My house is clean, now lets clean up the body! I'd like to shop in the regular section at Target and not the plus side!

Now I'll need to have some support here gals! I may drive ya'll nuts with my ramblings of food and excercise but I know eventually I'll see the results soon!

Thursday, August 19, 2010

I have the Joy down in my heart, HUH?

Today in the the car, I put on Veggie Tales Sunday Morning Songs. Very nice since all my children L-O-V-E this particular album. The song "I've got the joy joy joy down in my heart" came on and, in pure Veggie Tales fashion, after each "Down in my heart" Larry says "Where?" or "Huh?" And of course my Alex is always a beat late with this since he is still learning the whole melody and beat thing, you know being 2 and all. He'll get the hang of it. I hope.

Beats, timing and music seem to be our "new" love again. We have an array of children music we love, for example, we love Laurie Berkner, Veggie Tales, Go Fish and several Christian music artists like Chris Tomlin and Kutlass. We are again stomping around like dinosaurs and showing each other our uvulas, or scibia according to Eliza. (And if you don't know what your uvula is, please feel free to ask my 7 yr old or my 5 yr old. . . . . Go ahead, they know where it is. Or better yet, ask my 2 yr old, I'm sure he can tell you too.) My children also happen to love the music from our previous phonics program, Alphabet Island. It is so popular that I had to copy it to my iPod. So if you want to learn about your vowels, short and long, which ones are boys or girls, and which order they go in to make our spelling words, by all means please come over.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Deployments. . . Are you ready?

I just went over to Whitney's blog and was reminded of deployment checklists. . . .Got me thinking that on my list I should have put "car mechanic" it. Who would have thunk that I would have such car troubles when my husband left on deployment a year ago? And only in the last half too. . . I'm so glad to have such wonderful people to support and help to get a car back up.

With being a Navy wife, it comes with certain expectations. Such as your daughter locking herself in her room and the only way to get her out is to take apart the door knob. I thoroughly enjoy such wonderful things, it keeps me on my toes, to always expect the unexpected. These little reminders help me to appreciate when my husband is home and what God has in store for our family.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

DMV, I love you. . .

This morning I attempted to renew the registration on my husband's vehicle but I was unable to online or on the automated phone line. Much to my dismay, I have to make a treck to the actual DMV with all my kids in tow. Why you ask? Because they want to see me. . . .. with my Power of Attorney. They want to know that I am not using his information for some malicous reason. Like not paying certain property taxes where he is exempt from paying because he is active duty miltary.
So lovely. I enjoy going to the DMV. Not really. Department of Motor Vehicles is the actual bain of my existence. I pray to go in there with no detesting and a smile on my face. I will not get stressed out when my children start running the legnth of the building and laugh at the security guard when s/he tells them to obey me. I will love the looks from the elderly that wish they were secretly back in their homes away from my noisy kids. Oh I want to cry and I have not even left my house yet.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Potty Bliss?

I love potty training. Well, I should call it Potty Bliss. Soon I will no longer have to purchase diapers. Or wipes. I will not spend $60 a month on various diapering paraphenlia. I can forgo that whole aisle completly at the comissary.

Currently my day consists of running a toddler to the potty in an attempt to teach him where certain body functions happen. Sure Sure, he knows where the SHOULD go. Whether or not he actually does it is a whole other story. I think, maybe, we have reached the critical point in our relationship now. Ha ha ha! He knows. And he knows I knows he knows. You know? Have I confused you yet?

Do not dispair. Do not do spell check on my blog. And do not come to my house without calling first. I have a plan. The plan involves purchasing lots of underroo's and stock in laundry detergent. And, with lots of prayer and work, by Christmas I will have a potty trained boy!!!

I want to remember this experience. Potty Bliss!

Thursday, August 5, 2010


I love my kids. They sure do break up my day and make it enjoyable. Although we have had no blow ups of any poopy kinds lately. (You wait, as soon as I am done here there will be a poo blow out.) I do have a son who is exploding in his vocabulary. My daughters have taught him to say "Booyah" which, when he utters it comes out: "Boo. AH! HA HA HA!" It's quite funny when said in the comissary surrounded by elderly shoppers in the cereal aisle.

Speaking of poopy kinds, Alex-Boy is potty training. Officially. "Fun! Yay, Good for you!" is what you say but what you SHOULD say is "Oh I'm sorry for all that extra cleaning you have to do." And then you should offer to follow him around whilst he runs with neeky bottoms. Yup. That's how my girls did it. And while I did not mind cleaning up after them, I also did not have my home up for sale and rather new flooring all through my house. I am in need of some different ideas.