1st grade.

I remember starting 1st grade. No big deal. I was excited, being at school all day is awesome when you're 6! Riding the bus, having lunch at school! Being with your friends all day!

What I didn't know, was that my mom was home, sad and missing me. Probably wondering where the hell the time went, and wasn't she just in 1st grade?!

Well. Now I'm at home, sad and missing my boy, wondering how the hell he got old enough to be a 1st grader!!

He decided he'd ride the bus instead of me taking him on the first day. So I met the bus at the school (which I also have pictures of, but I didn't want to bore you with those..).

He has a locker, which is adorable. All my worries were gone as soon as Evan said "Hi Kevin". (he's in the orange shirt, up above) They're apparently, best friends now.

He got a sticker on the first day, for listening and behaving! And could. not. wait to go back today.

Yesterday my mother in law watched Cameron and Nick, so Mike and I could go with Kevin. So today, Cameron had to watch Kevin get on the bus. And not only Kevin, but Shannon (Cameron's best friend, who started kindergarten this year). He cried. I mean seriously, your big brother and best friend get on the bus, while you have to hang out with mom and your baby brother (not to mention your cousin, who you cant stand) all day? I'd have cried too. He cant wait to start back to school on the 8Th.

Funny conversation I overheard yesterday...

The big boys are outside, Cameron is riding the lightening mcqueen power wheels, Kevin is riding his bike. Kevin decides he wants to ride the car, but in the road, which isn't allowed unless I'm outside with them.

Kevin (to Cameron): "Ask mom if I can ride Lightening in the road. Just one time. And when she says no, say pleeeeeeaaaaase"

Cameron (to Kevin): "ok."

Cameron (to me): "Momma, can Kevin ride in the road? Just one time? He needs to practice his race in the road one time."

Me: "I said I didn't want you guys riding in the road because I'm not out there."

Cameron: ..........."pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase??"

Me: "Not until I'm out there too."

Cameron (to Kevin): "She said no."

Kevin: "did you say pleeeeeeeaaaasse?"

these boys.

End of Summer...

This was the last official weekend of summer (for Kevin at least), where school starts on Wednesday. so we decided to take the kids to Santa's Village waaaaay up in Jefferson NH. 2.5 hours there, 2.5 hours back.
Mike had the brilliant idea to take his small, 2 door commuter car, where it's so cheap on gas. I wasn't thrilled with the idea, but he figured it'd take a 1/2 a tank in the van (12.5ish gallons) or a half a tank in the little car (4ish gallons). So, being the mathematician I am, I figured out that 4 is much smaller than 12.5, and we took the small commuter car.
now. in the van, Kevin and Nick are in the middle and Cameron is in the way back. Kevin used to be in the way back too, buuuut, that didn't work out so well. Cameron is much better by himself in the back.
Mike's little car doesn't have a way back....that was strike one. the 2.5 hour car ride was strike 2. the "we're so tired from having so much fun and we were in the sun all day" crankiness was strike 3. the ride up wasn't so bad.
we had so much fun! they played Christmas music, and all the rides and stuff are all Santa themed. Santa is even there for pictures. we saw reindeer and elves. mike and Kevin went on the ferris wheel, we all went on the flying sleighs. mike went on the flume ride by himself, and mike Kevin and Cameron went on the roller coaster. we saw shows, and did the Elfabet hunt. it was such a nice way to end the summer.

I was very sad to see that a few trees up in the mountains have leaves that are starting to change already. doesn't seem like it's possible summer is over. I love fall....but loathe winter.

1 day of summer!

Yesterday, on the 18th of August, we got to pretend, for a minute, that it was summer. I even had to put the air conditioning on!!

First picture up, Cameron. Helmet on, hose ready....


Kevin has no idea whats coming. He thinks Cameron is just thirsty....

Except that he wasnt just thirsty.....

And one of Nick, my mom took during this weekends sleep over!

And there they are, all 3 of 'um.

Old at 27

So my 10 year high school reunion is next year. My class president has already set up a facebook group about it, and everything. I knew it was coming. But hooooly crap I cant believe its already time for that! I don't want to be old enough for that. I'm really not 17 anymore. (and yes I realize I have 3 children and a husband, and I also realize I haven't been 17 for 10 years :,( ) I'm having a hard time as I get closer to 30. I need a pause button please! And ironically, the day after I joined the 10 year reunion group thing, I threw out my back! Are you kidding me? I bent down, to pick up Nick's diaper bag, it was laying on it's side, and my back went out. It took all the rest of the night for me to be comfortable with the ache in my lower back. And this morning, I can still feel it. Apparently, according to my mom, I should start some kind of skin care regimen to ward off wrinkles too. I'm "at that age". Way to kick me while I'm down Ma.
I'm preparing myself for a raging mid-life crisis, cause I'm sure it'll be BIG. Poor Mike.

Mom vs Me..

I've been thinking alot lately about how different my mom and I are. The way I parent, compared to the way she parented. The way I clean, compared to the way she cleans. She was definitely born to be a mother of girls. Back when my sister and I were kids, her personality then, she never would have survived in a house full of boys. She was always cleaning, and very organized. The floor was vacuumed twice a day, and everything was dusted every day. She did all of this crazy stuff while raising my sister and I, and running an in-home daycare. At one time, she had 8 kids all day, and still cleaned like a crazy person. I do have to mention, however, that she is less extreme now, and she loves that she has been given 4 grandsons. She rolls around on the floor with them, and is less uptight. Her house is still spotless, but she doesn't obsess about cleaning now. She was the type of mother that was too quiet around her babies, so, we slept like crap.

I am her opposite. In just about every way. I was born to be a mother of boys. I-would-never-survive in a house full of girls. (I shudder to think about all the pepto pink, and pukey purple.) We've joked that my house is loud, when no one is home. My boys are extremely well behaved, and not the typical crazy, jumping around boys, but they 'are' boys. We don't play pretty princess, and momma and baby. We play pirates, and tickle monsters, and dinosaurs, and lions, and pretend karate, etc. We have boo boos and dirty knees. The toilet seats are usually up. There is farting and burping. I like a clean house. I really, really do. But I don't clean every day. I swiffer-vac the floors and vacuum the rugs 5ish days a week, but it is summer, so in-and-out almost can't be prevented.

I joke that I can't possibly be from the same gene pool as my mother, but we look too much alike. My sister on the other hand, is a carbon copy of my mother. Her apartment looks like the model apartment, that the landlords would show to new renters. It's so clean, I think it's sterile. She probably could have had her c-section in there with no problem.

I wonder if I'm relaxed because Mom wasn't? It cant be just that I'm lazy...

For the 4th ever post...

I thought I'd share pictures of the boys. Sooo.....

Here's Kevin, riding on 2 wheels instead of 4. This was the day we took the training wheels off, so notice the serious expression. He loves taking bike rides, and Mike and I have to work to keep up with him.

Cameron fishing. He loves to fish and on this day, all he did the entire day was cast and reel. Never caught anything, but he worked on it anyway.

And last, but not least, Nick. Saying "cheese". I love him, and he's a goofball.

Day 2...

2 of my 3 boy are picky eaters. Kevin likes only certain things, and usually likes them plain. No ketsup (catch-up) on french fries, nothing on a cheeseburger. He doesn't like to try new things, and our grocery list looks pretty much the same every week. He hates veggies. Or at least he thinks he does. Nick is our other picky eater. He likes a hand full of foods, and that's all he'll put in his mouth. He will always eat pancakes (plain), goldfish, noodles, pb&j, and chicken. If he eats something other than that, its a good day. I'm so sick of grocery shopping. I could probably do it while sleeping. Its always the same aisles, the same stuff. I'm gonna try an experiment. I'll keep this weekends receipt and next weeks, and see how much is the same. I'll report back, where I'm sure you'll be waiting on pins and needles....

Kevin starts school at the end of the month. I am worried about our new schedule once that happens. He will need to be at the bus stop at 7:30am. Not too bad, but I babysit my cousins daughter 3 days a week and not too long after he starts school, I'll be babysitting my nephew as well. The second week of September, Cameron goes back to preschool. Let's run this down...I will be waking up at 6 to shower and get ready. My nephew and cousin will be here around 630, which is when Kevin should be waking up. I need to make sure Nick and Cameron are awake by 7. We'll get Kev to the bus stop and go home and get Cameron ready for school. I'm not sure when I'll work in the babies' breakfast yet. Cam needs to be at school for 845, we'll leave at 830. Come home around 9, and someone, if not all, will need a nap. Definitely my nephew, where he will only be about 8 weeks. My mornings are gonna be busy. To compare what will be, to what is...it's 9am. I haven't showered and my bed isn't made. 2 of my 3 are dressed, and I'm fine with it. I guess maybe I should start practicing my new schedule. At least gets the kids ready for it.

Not only did I remember...

I came back on the same day! So proud.

I wanted to talk more about who I am, incase I ever have any readers, and there wasnt alot of room in the profile section.

I'm 27. I've been married for almost 8 years, and we have 3 sons. Kevin, 6 1/2, Cameron, 4 1/2, and Nicholas 15 1/2 months. I've lived in New Hampshire my entire life. Its boring and I'm not a fan. I have been telling myself for, oh, about 6 months, that tomorrow will be the first day of my diet. I started Weight Watchers back in March, and in the first week lost almost 7 pounds. And then gained it all back. When I think about how much weight I could have lost if I had stuck with it.....well I dont like to think about it. Since I'm not planning on having readers, I feel comfortable enough to tell you (me) that I am ............... 46 pounds from where I was when I got pregnant with Kevin. Now, I do have to say that I was only 104 lbs back then, but still, 46 is a large number. Anyway, I wouldnt ever want to be that skinny again, but I'd like to lose 20 lbs definately, but 30 to be happy. Tomorrow I'll start my diet...*wink*

I have small anxiety attacks when I think about Kevin starting 1st grade in a few short weeks. This is when I start to slowly lose him. He'll be his very own person, for real, and I'm so sad about it. He went to a private kindergarten, so that almost didnt feel like the real thing. This is. He'll be on a bus and gone from me alllll day.

I have 2 dogs. Teek is a pomeranian/yorkie mix, and Molly is a border collie/lab. Teek is 2, and thinks he's awesome, and Molly is a puppy. I cant even remember how old she is. I'm too tired to figure it out. She's something weeks old. More than 10, less than 20.

I will most likely have a few typos. Dont even get me started on the bad grammer. (grammer is a weird word. say it a few times..) I will most definately have run-on sentences, I think they're the best kind. But I really just hope to have this to read in a year or more, and see what a dork I was/am. Ever find an old journal from when you were a kid? I love those. I love reading my yearbooks, the comments people left, remembering what kind of person I was then. And this time, I'll remember what kind of kids my kids were. Should be fun.

My very first post!

I bet you think I have a wicked sweet entry for my very first post.....I dont.

I've started a blog. I'm hoping I'll remember to write things down, so I'll always remember them. I'm forgetful. My mother isnt forgetful. I thought when I "grew up" something inside would click on, and I'd be all responsible and organized. It never happened though. I'm still waiting. I'm thinking it'll be any day now....

Lets see, recent stuff thats happened...

Kevin learned to ride a 2 wheeler a little over a week ago. He's 6 1/2, which I thought was kinda late, but whatever, he's doing it. My sisters friend was 13 before she rode without training wheels. Weird.

Cameron is growing up so fast, he's such a little man. He's engaged, apparently, to Mike's best friends fiance. He says that when they get married, he's gonna kiss her all day. He is also planning on being a polygamist. He has 4 potential wives picked out.

Nick has not yet decided walking is the way to go. He stands for a small amount of time, and then sits on his bum. He's 15 months. I'm thinking he'll crawl to kindergarten.

I guess that will be the end of my first post. Hopefully I'll remember to come back...