Sunday, February 22, 2015

Blogging again.

Oh hi. I'm still here. Or I'm back, I guess. It's weird to get back into blogging when you've stopped for so long. There have been a million things that have happened, but out of those million things, nothing has been major or blog worthy. Life is just plugging along, and I'm trying to steal as many moments with my little people as possible before they're not little people anymore. I've already blinked entirely too many times, because my babies are just growing and changing and doing new things constantly. Little Michael has learned to ride a bike with no training wheels, reads well above his age level, and does lots of things on his own that used to require my assistance. Dylan is talking more and more and getting into more and more mischief. Chase is mobile, and even though he's our quiet one, we really feel like he's going to make the other two look like amateurs when it comes to stunts pulled. He will probably be our first injury trip to the ER. Me? I'm teaching 3rd grade again this year. The kids are (for the most part) well behaved and eager to learn. I don't really do anything other than teach and be a mom. I don't have any hang-out friends, but even if I did, I probably wouldn't do much "hanging out" because my other 2 identities keep me so very busy. So any time people ask about me, they're going to get a school or a baby story. I'm not complaining about that, by the way. I love my kids (school and home). But there's just not much else to report. I will attempt to update way more often. I think you're more interesting than I am, so tell me, what's up with YOU? :)

Thursday, June 05, 2014

Why hello there!

So, um... It's been a while. I actually forgot my sign-in info, it had been so long. So I had another baby. It's another boy. His name is Chase. He was born May 14. His was the easiest c-section and recovery I have had. I think it's because I had such an awesome doctor. He was 7 lbs 15 oz at birth. He was 7 lbs 4 oz when we left the hospital. He's 9 lbs 12 oz now. He loves mommy's milk. :) He was a complete surprise. There was no plan for his existence. Thank God that He changed our plans for us. His big brothers love him, and other than his sleep patterns making me a bit sleep deprived, it's been an easy transition going from mommy of 2 to mommy of 3.

Saturday, November 09, 2013

NĂºmero tres

I'm pregnant. Could you pass the turnips?

Thursday, June 20, 2013

No excuse.

I don't have an excuse for why I haven't blogged in 4 months. It just didn't happen. But lots of stuff has gone on... So let's approach this list-style, yes?

1) school is out. This was one of my very favorite school years. I had an awesome class. 

2) Little m will be heading to transitional first grade next year, which isn't offered everywhere, but it is here. It is all about getting an extra year to mature while getting challenged academically. He did so well in kindergarten (refer back to my post where I moved him from his preschool because of some terrible things the director was saying about him), he was just immature. Almost all trouble he did have stemmed back to him being a full year younger than some of the kids in his class. So t-1 it is. I loved having him at my school, but he will go to another school next year. 

3) The Dylanator will be in his same class again next year. That's good, because we love his teachers and they love him! He is getting so big and his attempts to have conversations are coming more and more frequently. He only says one syllable of multisyllabic words. Usually the second syllable. For instance, my kids call my mom Neena... Dylan says "na." My sister Melissa is "sa." He (and little m both) love reruns of Hee Haw... or "haw" in Dylanese. He can say Dora and backpack very plainly, though. So it's one of those things where he can communicate with me because I know what he's trying to say, but any outsider would be completely lost. Oh, but we ARE now Mommy and Daddy instead of mama and dada! Progress.

4) My dad is very sick. He has IgG kappa myeloma, which is a blood cancer. He's in stage 3. He's staying strong and hanging in there, getting both IV and oral chemos. We are very proud of the fight he's putting up, and we will continue to pray for his strength and healing. I love you, daddy!

5) The husband and I will celebrate 8 years of wedded bliss here pretty quickly. We celebrated 12 years of being together in early June. I deserve some kind of medal here... Heh

6) got my hair chopped. It was touching my butt and driving me crazy. It's now just a little below my shoulders at its longest layer. 

7) eh, the words are boring.  Pictures, anyone?
Little m went fishing for the first time recently. He's apparently a natural, as he caught this bad boy on his first cast! He caught another after this. 
Little m's kindergarten program. They were pirates. It was adorable.
My dad and my babies.
My niece Morgan graduated. She will be off to Oklahoma State University in the fall to follow her dream of being a veterinarian!
Dyl Pickle got an amtryke from Ambucs! He was also on the news! So was his mama.
Dylan also participated in his first special Olympics, and little m got to participate too! They had lots of fun!

My dad and me. 

Anyway, I think that about covers a big chunk of it. Goodnight!

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Uh, oops!

Sorry for the hiatus... It wasn't intended. I'm just not a great bloggedy blogger.

So Dylanator started preschool in early January. He LOVES it! He is truly the boss in those halls. Everybody seems to really love him, and he seems to love everybody. He enjoys physical therapy... He is already making an amtryke go by himself! We are on a list to hopefully get an amtryke one of these days... Hopefully it'll just be donated to us, because they are very costly! His teacher texts me pictures randomly of his day to day adventures... If I can figure out how to post the pics here I will. Dylan has a newfound love of cartoons (or "tooooons!!") It's pretty funny to grab the remote during his toooons.... "Noooo!!!! Toons! TOOOOONS!!" (Hey, it's communication. We will take it.)

Little Michael is still enjoying kindergarten. He is becoming quite a reader. We are very impressed. Tomorrow is a professional day, but he is going to hang out at school with me. It must be fun to be the teacher's kid!

I can't really think of anything else that's interesting... We are just busy people who are living the day to day... Wake up, go to school/work, come home, do dinner, get folks ready for bed, rinse and repeat. What's happening with you?

Not sure where the pics will show up, but here is Dylanator with a giant dog, Dylanator with marker all over his face, Dylanator at his school dance, Michael smiling hugely, and Michael and me in a snapchat.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

And just like that....

My bambino is now enrolled in preschool. He starts January 7th. :( and :)

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Don't mess with the QOTW.

So, my oldest son is now in Kindergarten.

Wait, say what?! I thought you held him back and had him do a second year of preschool?! (Said no blog reader.... Just go with me, folks, k?)

As you may know, my son was attending a private preschool for the second year in a row... A rather pricey little place that we felt was the best place for him. It had small classes, an experienced teacher that ran the thing.. The works.

Until I picked up my son one Friday afternoon and found out that the experienced preschool teacher had been making fun of my son and his speech. (He has a habitual stammer... And can I just throw in that it has nearly disappeared since I pulled him? Hmm.) Comments were made like "he's not right in the head" and "there's something wrong with him."

No, there's something wrong with YOU, lady, for saying such things! If you've never met little Michael, you truly are missing out on a funny (sometimes intentionally, sometimes not), intelligent, sweet little boy (with an ornery side to match). There is nothing "wrong with him." He is absolutely "right in the head."

Do I even need to mention that I pulled him from the school THAT DAY?!

By the following Tuesday, he was happily enrolled in the school where I teach, in a lovely new teacher's classroom where she is loving, fair, and kind... AND accepting of my little man and his super youngness (which was the idea behind the whole holding back thing... To give him a grow up year).

There are so many things I want to say to the experienced preschool teacher... So many things unbecoming of a lady or a fellow professional.... But honestly, I will summarize it with this-- don't mess with the queen of the world or her children. Ever.