Not Our Finest Moment

Sometimes I get a tired of looking at blog's and seeing all the perfect things that are going on in other people's lives, perfect trips, perfect parties, perfect Halloween costumes, perfect Christmas, perfect perfect, perfect.... Usually that is how my blog looks, I don't really want to remember the poop all over my floor from a sick child, or the not so perfect report card, or that my child isn't the best at sharing. I could go on and on here...  I like the rest of the blog-world sugar coat our lives. It could appear that our family runs very smooth, we do have a few deaths once in a while but other than that, we go from one party to the next sporting event all singing and laughing as we go. Ha! ;) Well I think it's time to get real, our lives are NOT like that, we have our struggles along with all the fun stuff.  This day back in September was not our finest moment! 

Preston will kill me if he knew I put this on here, so if by chance you see him, DO NOT bring this up! He feels super bad about the whole deal but for the sake of our family history it's gotta be here. So if you are reading this, I trust you not to tell him. :)

One morning in September while I was driving the boys to school Preston asked me "Mom what happens if you spray paint on a building?
 I said "Well that is Graffiti and you could go to Juvenile Detention or Jail?"
He looks at me with big eyes and says "Really??"
I say "Yes, that is defacing someones property and it is a crime? Why are you asking me this?"
"Well... last night while I was at Landon's practice, I found a can of spray paint and put a little bit on the shed behind the Middle School?" He replies.
Thinking it was just a line or a dot or something, I said "Well you have to go to school right now, and I am sure it isn't a lot, we will have to go over after school and see it."
Preston got out of the car reluctantly and walked to class. 

After school we drove down to the middle school. On the way Preston asked "Mom if I go to "Juvi" (he calls Juvenile Detention, "Juvi." His Grandma works at the court and he has picked up on few things! ;)) will you bail me out?"
I told him "In this family we will never bail you out of your problem, you have to pay the consequence to your action."
He looked at me and said with a quiver "Will you come visit me everyday??"

I was dying, he was really nervous, and I wasn't. I didn't think he would really draw all over a building with spray paint. I was expecting a little dot, or something we could scrub off rather quickly.  When we pulled up this is what I saw....

I about lost it. This wasn't a little line or just a little bit of spray paint. This was a work of art!! An SC with the Warrior Head and then the word Warriors was started, but then I am sure he got distracted. We had to go into the school and let the Vice Principal know, this part was really hard. Preston was crying so hard, and because he was I started tearing up too. We talked to him for awhile, he let Preston know that the cops at the school had already seen it, and talked about it. He told him if he was older and knew what he was doing he could be in a lot of trouble. At this point Preston was sobbing. I felt so bad for him. We told the VP Preston would clean it up, but he said the custodian had a chemical that would take it off and not to worry. Preston left there feeling relieved, he thought a week of being grounded was a lot better than spending a few nights in Juvenile Detention. It turned out to be a good learning experience for all of us. He now knows if he finds spray paint, let me know and I'll get him some paper or something to paint on, he won't be using a building as his canvas anytime soon!

I'm not sure I read the fine print when I decided to become a Mother, I thought it was all about changing their clothes and going to the park. Being a parent is HARD, I learned that this day. I also learned that I can't bail my kids out of their problems, but I will be right by their side walking through the fire with them. I love my kids so much and hope I can teach them right from wrong even if that mean learning a few things the hard way.

Lotion, Lotion, Lotion

Remember when I posted about Sunscreen? Now here is a post about lotion.  Addie decided that her rocking horse was feeling a little dried out, so she applied about 1/2 of a jar of Cetaphil Cream to his fur to keep him moist. It was also all over her too, but I bathed her before I remembered to take a picture.

You are probably wondering where her Mother was during all of this, right? Well, I was out thanking a neighbor for bringing me a much needed dinner, because I had just had a baby 2 weeks earlier. Not to mention that I was already on the verge of having a metal breakdown, because I couldn't get everything done, and my house looked like a tornado had gone through it! Yep, that is when I found my sweet Addie, right after I shut the front door. She was covered in lotion, and I wanted to cry. Instead, I took a picture and now today I can almost laugh about it. I know, give me a few more months or even years and this will be hilarious. Maybe even someday I will want this day back, it will probably be when Addie is gone having little lotion problems of her own.

When it Rains it POURS...

This is what you call the Ultimate Summer Storm. We were all home resting from being in Cedar at ball games all day and next thing we knew hail was pounding on our windows. I couldn't believe it was hailing on July 30th, and then there was wind... wow the wind was crazy! The tree in our front yard was bent over touching its leaves on the side walk. We all stood in the front window waiting for it to snap, luckily it didn't. It was just tilted when all was said and done.

Preston put on his batting helmet so the hail wouldn't hurt. I thought that was a pretty smart idea.  I couldn't get over how it just kept raining and raining hard for at least 20 or 30 minutes. Our yard was one big puddle. The neighbor had water about to run into their front door, so Gavin helped them pump the water out. The whole neighborhood stood out in it, it was nice to feel the rain on your face. 

Then it turned to mud... and what do little boys do with mud? You guessed it, throw it, rub it all over, and slide in it.  I am not sure what possess someone to rub mud all over themselves. But, that is what little boys do. I have quit trying to figure it out, I have just embraced it. Because basically that is all I CAN do. 

Easter

Easter this year crept up on me. Before I could even think about it we were almost out of days to color eggs. Luckily we found a day to get together and make really pretty eggs. Dennis (Gavin's dad) always does all the work by digging the red roots and getting the onion shells. I am thankful we still keeps this Swiss tradition alive. 

Easter Morning was fun. Landon woke us up at 8:28 am and reminded us we were almost late for the Annual Egg Bust, then he informed me that the Easter bunny forgot to come to our house!! I about panicked! I told him that there was no way he forgot us.  I bet he just hid the baskets. Then I pushed he and Preston out the door with their dad and said we would have to find them when they got back. Auugh! Luckily the Easter Bunny did hide those darn baskets in the front room and they found them when they got home. (Just a note, for all who are judging that crazy rabbit right now, we were in Las Vegas all weekend (those pics are coming next) and didn't get home until Saturday evening, I am sure that really confused the funny bunny. Lets cut him or her ;o) a little slack! :))

Having General Conference on Easter was really great. We were able to have a yummy breakfast of Strawberries and Waffles, watch Conference in our PJ's and just enjoy each other. I did end up get really sick that afternoon, and threw up on the way to Ken and Katie's house for their Easter Dinner Party. After I did that, I felt much better. Oh, the joys of being Pregnant! ;o) Can you believe it #4 is on the way! I can't.  Well that about wraps up Easter. Sometime soon I will have this darn blog caught up. It just seem like I like sleeping a lot more lately than updating this blog, go figure.

Happy Easter 2010!

I am only a month late. :)

The Joys of Pet Day!

Last Thursday was an eventful day... it was Bring Your Pet to School Day! Oh the Fun! ;o) 

In the morning we give Nick a bath in the hose outside, well you know we have no lawn so the minute I got him wet he ran and rolled in the dirt, this was the beginning of a long day! We did get him bathed and brushed and ready for school. So, off to school we go with Nick in the back of the Yukon. We arrive at school, I unload 3 kids, 1 stroller and 1 dog! As we are walking up to the school, Nick is peeing on every pole they have.. gross! Then all the kindergartners go and sit down by the playground, all the animals wait outside the fence for their turn. As we are waiting for our turn, some of the animals were kind of nervous sniffing and barking at each other. One dog got loose and ran all over the place! There was a puppy and he was sniffing Nick, I could tell Nick was getting a little nervous, but I didn't think much of it. Next thing you know... he PEE'S all over my foot!!!!! YUCK! I was dying, and I couldn't do anything about the URINE all over my foot and sandal, because I had a baby in a stroller, a preschooler playing on the playground, a Kindergartner waiting for his turn to show off his pet and a dog on a leash!  Needless to say it was dry by the time I had got home to changed my pants, and wash my foot!

 I don't know what to do with the sandals, I don't think they can get wet, I think they might be going in the trash! Oh the JOYS of Pet Day! I think if Preston has to do this next year, I will go buy a Goldfish, put it in a baggie and have that be his pet for Pet Day, then I'll take it to the farm and let it live in the cows troth! Think that plan will work!?