Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Currently reading

Hey Karen - thanks for the great idea of putting your "currently reading selection" on your blog...

I am going to copy...

Monday, August 27, 2007

A little R&R - JG style

Sleep in, yell it's morning time!, wake up family, put on swimsuit, take off swimsuit, remove underware, put swimsuit back on, try to leave room without unlocking door, pitch fit, go outside, run amok, chalk a bit, chase sister, have some breakfast, run some more, go play tennis, run, run, run, go to park, climb, climb, climb, fall down, play more tennis, swim, do a little hot tubbing, sauna, hit others with a noodle, get yelled at for hitting others with a noodle, swim some more, beg for a Sprite at 10:00 a.m., swim, sauna, swim, run back to room screaming at top of lungs, complain about lunch selections, eat some ravioli, watch some Sponge Bob, go to beach, put on life jacket - begrudgingly, head out into freezing water, complain about freezing water, obtain water bug, sit on water bug waiting for someone to drag me out to the trampoline, con someone into dragging me to the trampoline, complain about slow ride on water bug, reach trampoline, bounce but a few times, fall in, have meltdown, climb back on water bug, ask for ride to shore, disgusted, scream for ride to shore, make it to shore, search for sheshells (sea shells), find many shells, covet others' shells, take others' shells when they leave, gloat about seashell motherlode, mom steps on shells, motherlode no more, berate mom for motherlode implosion, decide to build sand castle, find a bucket, dump water, splash others on beach with mud from water dumping, move to remote location for sand castle construction, build mound that sister knocks down, another meltdown, go for ice cream with mom, must have 1/2 scoop of two kinds, bat long eyelashes, cute blonde concedes and scoops 1/2 of two kinds, inform mom you have a way lot of sand in swimsuit, go to bathroom and proceed to dump out suit in sink, mom cleans sink, go back to beach, go solo on water bug, amaze beach goers with water bug acrobatics, water bug drifts outside of safe swim zone, yell to mom to come save, mom enters freezing water and drags water bug back to shore, decide not to go tubing, instead decide to go kayaking, locate adult to accompany on kayaking adventure, while waiting for kayak drop life jacket in water off dock, begin yelling, sister retrieves jacket, berated for not thanking sister for going into oozy water for jacket, kayak, play shuffleboard, go swimming, do a little hot tubbing, take a shower, get ready for dinner, have yet another meltdown followed by timeout for hitting sister, begin complete putz routine for 90 minutes, decide to not participate in family relays, finally decide to play, do a little limbo, eliminated from limbo from ducking under limbo noodle, inform limbo judge it "NOT FAIR", still eliminated, try wheelbarrow race with mom pushing, decide to drop arms and plant face into hill, pick grass out of teeth and cry a little, refuse to eat dinner because salad is touching lasagna, decide it's not a big deal so eat 7 pieces of garlic toast and Italian Ice, run around, around, around, inform mom tummy hurts, sit down for 4 minutes, begin running around again, decide to join game playing, refuse to be a member of Schmidt family team, want to become a Wisnewski family member, pitch last fit of the evening, go home, begin meltdown because Webkinz are missing, locate Kirby and Cocoa, all is better, put on PJs, hit sister, yet another timeout, crying, crying stops, fall asleep face down during timeout, silence...

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

I may need a vacation after our vacation

Why is it so much blasted work to prepare a family of four for a few days up north?

We Schmidts are heading to Ruttger's with our neighbors - 8 adults, 8 kids until Sunday and I think we have enough supplies to survive in case of a National Emergency...

I know we are going to have a great time, I just want to get there already.

Yeah, this pretty much sums it up

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

I am just giddy...

Maple Grove is for sure getting a big ole 40,000 square feet library with a DRIVE THRU BOOK DROP!!!! How great will that be in the winter?

I have long said the most dangerous parking lot in the Groove is the library parking lot, I have been flipped off and almost picked off more than once, but taking your life in your hands all for the sake of literacy no more, there is also going to be a 350 car parking ramp.

It won't be ready til 2010, but it will be here before we know it...

Happy, happy, happy.

Be my baby

JG most days can't stand it when I call him, "baby". I can't help myself it is just habit, has been for five years and it is hard to stop, plus he really is my baby. Most days when I call him baby he informs me, "I'm a big boy mom. I'm not a baby."

Today we were leaving the house and I said, "Come on baby boy let's go. Oh, wait you're not my baby anymore. Let's go big boy."

I got out to the car and JG was still in the house. I went back in and he was standing in the laundry room with big crocodile tears running down his face.

"What's wrong? Are you OK?"

"Mommy, I will always be your baby. Don't say I not your baby anymore."

I picked him up, hugged him really, really hard and smiled a big smile because he still wants to be my baby boy.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Calling Planet Earth

You gotta check out Google Earth I am just like a little kid with a new toy. You do have to download the app, but it is so cool. The kids are loving it too.

Friday, August 17, 2007

All's fair in love and hockey

JG, NB and MO had hockey again last night in New Hope. They are getting better, however continue to find the most fun in taking one another out. In this video, JG takes out NB for no apparent reason and NB has had enough...

I'm a bad mom, you can hear me laughing in the background.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Bring it on - JG's video pick of the day

JG and I saw this video some time ago, however he started talking about it the last couple days. I figure it must have something to do with him being cooped up with his sister this week.

They did kind of look like this at times over the past few days while laid up on the couches in the family room fighting over whether to watch SpongeBob or Drake and Josh...

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Tomorrow we may get out of the house

We have been house bound for the past two days. Both of the kids have been sick with headaches, runny noses and coughs. They seriously have laid on couches in two separate parts of the house, God forbid they have to be in the same room, for two days.

They have been wiped out, however not wiped out enough to restrain themselves from beating their sibling to a pulp... it has been a LONG TWO DAYS.

One good thing is I managed to finish up three books, which I will review - tomorrow. I am going to bed to enjoy the silence of no one yelling,

my personal favorite: "MOM HE/SHE WIPED HIS/HER SNOT ON ME."

When I asked why the last declaration occurred, I received the following answers:

JG: I not know where the Puffs is.
AE: His shirt was already dirty from lunch, so I figured it wouldn't matter.


Sunday, August 12, 2007

Who is this?

Last night we returned home at 11:00 p.m. and checked our messages. There was a message from my sister at 12:57 p.m. before we had gone to our friend's house, so I couldn't figure out why I didn't hear the phone. After I listened I knew why.

"Hi, it's me. I am trying to get a hold of you for the seventh time, yes I said the seventh. I am not going to try to call you again, you can call me if you want to know why I have been calling seven times. Everytime I call JG picks up the phone and says, "Who is this?" I tell him it is Auntie Amy and I want to talk to your mom. He then hangs up on me - seven times this has happened and I am not calling again. Goodbye."

I then remembered JG mentioned someone called when I was in the shower, but he didn't know who it was. I didn't check the phone because I assumed it was a telemarketer, not my sister.

For some reason JG has this disdain thing going on for his Auntie, why I do not know. However I believe it began in 2004 when she was kidding around with him and gave him a wedgie, I guess our son can hold a grudge. Anyway, the saga continues...

I must go now and call my sister.

Friday, August 10, 2007

Another favorite word: lackadaisical

lack·a·dai·si·cal [lak-uh-dey-zi-kuhl] –adjective
1. without interest, vigor, or determination; listless; lethargic: a lackadaisical attempt.
2. lazy; indolent: a lackadaisical fellow.
3. Susan's blogging in the summer.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

86 years young

We Schmidts went through the drive thru at Starbucks last week and had another try at the "guess what we ordered" game. For some reason everytime I go through the drive thru lately it is seriously like a crap shoot as to what I will end up with for a beverage.

It is as if they spin the beverage roulette wheel to see what the caffeine deprived mother will receive today in the Starbucks Showcase Showdown. They must watch out their little window to see how long it will take for the mom in the minivan with 4 screaming kids singing High School Musical for the billionth time to realize she did not get her proper dose of espresso to make it through the day. Then the peeved mother must turn around and enter the line again because she refuses to bring FOUR SCREAMING CHILDREN into the Starbucks to correct the drink order she wanted to expedite by entering the drive thru in the first place so she WOULD NOT have to enter Starbucks with screaming children...

To give the 14 year old taking my order the benefit of the doubt, I am beginning to think my results may have something to do with the small person in the backseat yelling, "I WANT COFFEE CAKE" at the top of his lungs. It must make it difficult for the pre-teen taking my order to hear that I would like a 2 sugar grande latte with a Pterodactyl screaming from his car seat.

Last Friday was no different. While we were waiting in the car for the right order, little man asked why the hold up. I told him that the person must have a hard time hearing me with all of the noise. Our conversation from there went a little something like this:

JG: Why can't she hear? She not that old. (The girl seriously looked like she was 16, 17 tops)
Mom: No, she isn't old. Her hearing I am sure is fine.
JG: Well, maybe she is old. Maybe she is like 50.
Mom: JG, she is not 50. Wait a minute, how old do you think mommy is?
JG: Mom, you gotta be at least 86. Yeah, 86.

86, eh?. On a positive note, I finally did get the correct order because I taste my drink before driving away. Little man did not get coffee cake and I think I look pretty damn good for being born in 1921.

Friday, August 03, 2007

AE's little corner of the world

AE has started her own blog mainly to bemoan the fact I am having her help clean the house. She did a pretty good job for her first post.

Here's the link:

Sigh of relief

The past few weeks have been chaotic. We do chaos in this house like it is going out of style so it really isn't anything out of the norm. We're in the car running here or there more than we are actually anywhere in particular. The only thing different is that there has been this little cloud following me along the way.

The cloud is panic or maybe it has been dread. Dread for starting a new job, right in the middle of summer. Deep down I am kinda excited to get back with adults all day talking about adult project things, however I wanted this to all start in September when the kids go to school, not in August when summer is still in full swing and completely crazy.

We are also in a complete childcare quandary. Little man will be going to kindergarten, however kindergarten here seriously feels like it is only about 43 minutes per day. Actually he will be gone 2.5 hours which is not really a long enough duration for accomplishing much of anything from a job perspective so I needed to find additional childcare.

The other kicker is I really only needed childcare for about 5 weeks. Oh, yeah and did I mention he would have to attend morning kindergarten instead of afternoon with the rest of the neighborhood? Oh and another thing...all of the childcare options I have found through the district or through gracious friends are full. The hits just keep on coming... AAARRRGGGHHHH.
Deep cleansing breath...

Well, somehow I got my wish. Cargill called yesterday and the project has been delayed due to another project "crisis" and will not begin until September. Plus, my lovely mother has offered to stay with little man each morning and will get him on the bus for as long as the project takes.

Last night I slept better than I have in weeks.


Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Catchy little tune

Don't know about the rest of you, but this song has been sung quite a bit at our house the last few weeks. Everytime I hear little man sing it I just have to smile.