If this week gets any better, I think I might just cry

It's only Wednesday. Wow. This week has been pretty eventful already, and we're barely halfway through. Let's start at the beginning.




Monday morning I had a dentist appointment first thing. If that's not a sign of things to come, I don't know what is. I mean, seriously, who makes a dentist appointment for first thing on a Monday! Ridiculous, I know. It's almost like an omen of things to come. Anyway, I took Waylon to school, left Wyatt with Nana at her office with big plans to be Nana's "helper" for the morning. My appointment was at 9:00 for fillings and 10:00 for a cleaning. Well, it took until about 10:30 for my fillings to get finished due to a very difficult top tooth, but that's beside the point. Let me just take a minute to run off track and say that I absolutely HATE going to the dentist!! Like I wish I was a drug taker so I could pop some kind of happy pill before I go. I've never had a bad experience, but the thought of the possibility of a bad experience really freaks me out. So this hour & a half filling business was not making me feel so hot about ever going back. Thank the Lord for the sweet soul who invented the iPod. Back on track now. So it's about 11:00, I'm finishing up with my cleaning and my phone rings. It's Nana calling to say that I need to hurry back because Wyatt has hit his brow on a table and stitches may be necessary. Lovely. Mad rush ensued to meet Mom back at my house to get Wyatt to the doctor. By now, it's about 11:30 and the girl at the office says they can see us at 2:30. OK. So after I not so politely inquire what the heck am I supposed to do for 3 hours with my kid and his bleeding head, miraculously a 12:30 appointment has opened up!



We get to Dr. H's office (and by now I'm only looking a little bit like Quasimodo with my puffed up paralytic, drooling half of my face, but at least my speech wasn't quite so slurred by this point) and they got Wyatt right back, placed him on a papoose board and gave him 4 pretty blue stitches on his noggin. He did not do so hot, was so mad that he was strapped down and kept screaming, "I'm done!! Let me out!! I'm all done!! I want my sticker!!!" After it was over & done, he was completely fine, wanted to get his sticker and go see the ducks. I swear, kids are so resilient! The next day he was at home looking in the mirror at himself and said, "Mommy, these my titches. I like them!"

Wyatt and his "titches"; they're really hard to see in this picture, but it's his left eyebrow. He doesn't sit still long enough for me to get a good picture of it!

The rest of the week so far has been a little crappy just because I feel icky. I went home early from work Monday night because we were overstaffed and my mouth was killing me, then Tuesday I was supposed to go in to work at 11, but they didn't need me, then tonight I wasn't able to go because people don't generally take too kindly to you dripping snot on their brand new baby. I can't imagine why not....

So, this week has to get better, I've got to get better cause I've got big plans for this weekend including a cookie exchange, shopping with my sister, getting stitches removed, a birthday party, and a Christmas Parade. Geez, I'm tired already!

Maybe I could be a Little bit Martha

Just a short post with a couple of pictures. I'm so proud of myself! I made these little turkey cookies for Waylon's Thanksgiving Picnic at school. They were pretty easy (wait, who am I kidding....the assembly was easy but the decorating part was a little challenging for me). Some of them looked a little "special," but they were tasty & the kids seemed to enjoy them!

Here's the recipe:

Ingredients:

48 sugar cookies (3 inches)

1 package (12 ounces) chocolate & marshmallow cookies

1 can (16 ounces) chocolate frosting

1 cup vanilla frosting

Yellow & red food coloring

1) Using a serrated knife, cut 1/2 in. from 1 side of 24 sugar cookies. Using a sharp knife, cut marshmallow cookies in half vertically. Spread chocolate frosting over the bottom of each marshmallow cookie half; align cut edges of a marshmallow cookie & a sugar cookie, and press together to form each turkey body & feathers.

2) Spread chocolate frosting over the cut edges of each turkey; position and attach near the back edge of a whole sugar cookie.

3) Cut a small hole in the corner of a small plastic bag. Insert a round pastry tip; fill bag with 3/4 cup chocolate frosting. Pipe a neck and head on each turkey.

4) Tint 1/2 cup vanilla frosting yellow & 1/2 cup red. With a round pastry tip and yellow frosting, add eyes, beaks & legs. With a round tip and red frosting, pipe tail feathers & wattle (the recipe I found called the wattle a snood...I prefer wattle)

Store in refrigerator.

I know it's too late for Thanksgiving, but I thought these were super cute and maybe someone might want to use it for next year!

Response to Carrie's Terrible 2's

After reading Carrie's blog about AC and her terrible two's, I was inspired to post on the latest shenanigans of the Rodgers' boys. A little disclaimer first; I promise that I do watch my kids, but boy are they sneaky & FAST!!!

OK, story #1:

If Your Child Eats 43 Vitamins, it's Scary, but He'll Probably Be OK

(Nice title, huh? I should really write books, or maybe just titles...moving right along)

So, the other day, I gave the boys their vitamins, 2 Cars gummies for Waylon, 2 Nemo gummies for Wyatt. Let it be noted that I usually ALWAYS put the vitamins right back up in the cabinet after dispensing. Except this time. They were both playing with the (child-proof) bottles (I know, I know, call DCF on me now!) re-enacting the scene watched previously on Wonder Pets of the baby chimp with the banana in his ear. I was making coffee & waffles, discussing with them who wanted what for breakfast. The conversation behind me is not any response to my breakfast questions, but this instead, "Baby timp (chimp), get biamins (vitamins) out you ear. Now do you hear me?!?" I turn around to see Waylon with chipmunk cheeks and a Lightning McQueen gummy laying on the floor. The rest went something like this: "Waylon James!!! Give me that bottle!! Did you eat all those vitamins?!?!?" "*gulp* *big grin* I eat biamins Mommy!" So I call Peds after hours that doesn't have a nurse or doctor on the line till 8am (it's now about 7:56) and they advise me to call 911. Ummm....noooo.... I may not be a genius nurse about anything else but birthing babies, and I really don't claim the genius on that either, but something about calling 911 just didn't seem like quite the right thing to do at the time, so I called Poison Control and was reassured (after reciting all vitamin ingredients twice, and making an estimation about exactly how many he ate to which I'm thinking "I don't know, the bottle was almost full, there's now 7 left and I can't ask Waylon because he can barely count to 10, much less 60" So between me & the PC guy, we guessed he had ingested about 43) that Waylon would be fine, just may have a little abdominal upset and rainbow stools for a few days. We were also advised to not give him any vitamins for about a month. Imagine that.

Story #2:

If You're on the Computer, Your Kids Will Waste a Lot of Juice

I was on the computer (bet you didn't see that coming) and had made the boys some PB&J and given them their juice boxes. I get back in the kitchen and find these (no I did not move the same box around and take pictures. This is all for real).

The 2 originals on the table

1 on the counter
2 on the little table 1 in the fridge

Yes, they all have straws in them (which Ms. Rita, Waylon's OT would be super proud of that he did himself) and were drank out of, but none completely empty. Seriously, that was EVERY juice box that was in the fridge just randomly placed around my kitchen. In the same incident, when I went to get wipes to clean their hands & faces from the PB&J, I found Flo hanging out in the wipe box.

Story #3:

Letting Your Child Play in Your Purse in Toys-R-Us Really isn't a Good Idea

We went to Toys-R-Us the other day and were looking around to get ideas for Christmas. Waylon was sitting in the back of the buggy along with my purse. I saw him playing with a Wal-Mart receipt but thought nothing of it. After leaving Toys-R-Us, incredibly not making a purchase, we went to K-Mart. We found a couple of things there, and when I went to pay, I couldn't find my debit card. I was sure that it was in a jacket pocket at home from being at Wal-Mart the night before, which was the last place I'd used my card. Of course, it wasn't in my jacket pocket, or in my jeans pocket (Jesse asks "Check the pants you wore last night when we get home." To which I replied, "It's not in there ding-dong, I've been wearing the same jeans for 3 days!!!" Try to tell me ya'll don't do that (the jeans thing, not the calling your husband "ding-dong" thing). I even called Wal-Mart thinking that the cashier had surely kept my card for herself. No luck. Finally, as a last ditch effort, I called Toys-R-Us and amazingly, some kind soul had found my debit card on the floor and turned it in. Bless their heart. I drove all the way back to town and retrieved my card, all while asking great blessings for the person who turned it in. That's the last time I give Waylon the job of watching Momma's purse.

So there you go Carrie & AC....what's a little pee on the floor anyway! :)

Sea World

I haven't posted lately due to a sick Wyatt, who has been stuck to me like glue, but who is now on the mend (hopefully).

We left last Thursday headed to Deltona to visit Jesse's mom with plans to go to Sea World on Friday then stay another night with Jesse's mom & come home Saturday. Don't you just love how everything always goes exactly according to plan?!?

We had a great time Thursday evening with Nanny & PaulPaul. Wyatt had started running a little fever, but we weren't gonna let a little 'ol fever stop us!! No way! So after an exhausting night (my kids either need to sleep away from home more or never go anywhere ever again!! They love their own beds and do not like to have to share with anyone!) we got up and went to Sea World first thing Friday morning.

As with Disney, I'm really glad we didn't have to pay for the boys to get in, because we surely didn't get our money's worth! Wyatt felt crappy, but for feeling so bad, he did enjoy himself somewhat. He loved the sharks, rays, and all the aquarium type things. He didn't really care about the dolphins or the whales, which really surprised me because that's all he had been talking about for a few days before. Waylon had been pretty excited to see the "big whale" but the whales didn't want to participate in the show, so while we were waiting for said whales to cooperate, Waylon fell asleep! He totally missed his big whales, but that's ok, because he really needed that nap!

Wyatt loved that ray tank!

Checking out the sharks

This is what Waylon was so focused on

Wyatt wasn't so sure about that monstrous whale!

Waylon kind of fed off of Wyatt's moodiness, but all in all did pretty well. He was actually tall enough to go on a couple of rides!! We rode one ride called "Ocean Commotion" that he laughed so hard through most of the ride. We also rode the little Shamu roller coaster. He was so excited to ride and did well until the first little drop, then he got a little scared, but at the end of the ride he was all smiles and so proud of himself! Hopefully he'll be my riding buddy when he gets older since Daddy doesn't like to ride! I'm tired of riding those roller coasters by myself!! Speaking of, I rode the Manta roller coaster and oh my goodness, it was great!! You're riding face down and it feels like you're flying. It was awesome. The only bad part was the guy riding next to me who kept saying, "This is fabulous, it's like I'm flying! This is fantastic!!" All that talking was a little obnoxious. Next time, sit me next to a screamer.

(Oh yeah, for inquiring minds who want to know, Waylon does have on 2 different shirts...during the Clyde & Seymour show, he got snack on his shirt and then proceeded to take his shirt off right then & there and ask for a new one. Crazy, I know.)

We ended up leaving the park at about 2:30, both the boys had had enough, and frankly, so had Jesse & I!

We had a nice dinner at his mom's house, then Wyatt spiked a pretty high fever, so we figured we'd head home to be close to a hospital we knew just in case we had to make a middle of the night ER trip!! Luckily it didn't come to that, and Wyatt was feeling a little better by Saturday morning. We definitely had a better night's sleep in our own beds!! Trying to sleep in the same bed with those 2 boys is not fun!! They do not make for very good bed fellows!

I wish I would've gotten more & better pictures of our trip, but Wyatt refused to be put down (yep, Daddy had a sore back for a little while); and Waylon was stuck to my side and wouldn't step away from me so I could take pictures of him! Story of our lives!

Overall we had a pretty good time, there were things at Sea World that we missed out on, but the boys will just have to wait a while to go back & do it again. We've set in stone the rule for our house: No more theme parks until our youngest is at least 6 years old!! (Please, someone remind me of this next time I get it in my head to start planning a trip!)

Happy Homecoming

Does anyone else remember & love the days of THS Homecoming? I know I sure do, and one of my favorite things was finding out what the theme of each day of Homecoming week would be so I would know what kind of silly outfit I'd go to school in. Imagine my delight as I got a note home from Waylon's school about Homecoming week!!! I couldn't wait to get him dressed in theme & show some Tiger pride! Oh yeah, only one problem. I have a 3 year old who has about the pickiest taste in everything; clothes, food, pillowcase (no, I'm not kidding, he only wants his Cars pillowcase, and only likes to sleep on it Lightning McQueen side up; I could do a whole other post on his pickiness, but I digress), you name it, he's probably picky about it. So, we did the best we could and here's what we came up with!

Monday was Wacky Tacky Day

Tuesday was Splash TES with Red Day (In honor of Red Ribbon Week)

Wednesday was Blast From the Past Day (we were going for the 50's!)

Thursday was Favorite Character Pajama Day

Friday was Orange & Black Day

Here are a few pictures of Waylon's class getting ready for the Literary Parade, having their class party, waiting for the Homecoming Parade to start, & a couple just around the class.

MPBC Fall Festival

Yesterday was the Fall Festival at MPBC. I left the boys and went a little early to catch the concert and have time to decorate my trunk in peace for Trunk-or-Treat. Apparently, if you are there childless & free, you get a job. My post was manning the Sack Race. Only problem, as I sat there munching on nachos & cheese, was that everyone had sacked themselves out before I got there with the previous post-manner, so NOBODY was sack racing. I jokingly said to Kimberly as she walked by, "Hey, you wanna race me?," not thinking she'd agree....so we raced. 2 little girls decided to join us; the girls crossed the finish line as Kimberly and I were still rounding the corner, trying desperately not to fall on our faces, and/or pee our pants. Fortunately for all you who may stumble across this blog, I did NOT get any pictures of the (almost painful to watch) event, you can conjure up your own mental image if you dare, but here's a pic of the sign! By the way, our little stunt did inspire lots of the kids to come over & race, so it helped with publicity!

Mom came out a little later as the festival part was winding down. She brought the boys, Waylon ran around like a crazy man & Wyatt did try a couple of games. He liked the bean bag toss, or in his case, the "walk right up to the hole, stick the bean bag through and look expectantly at the girl running the booth for a prize" game. He also liked the fishing booth and was quite upset when he went back to it after it had closed down and no matter how many times he threw his line over, he couldn't catch a prize!

Trunk-or Treat was fun, I wish I'd gotten more pictures of everyone's trunks; but all I got were mine & Davina's.





Wyatt sat in the trunk with me handing out candy to the kids. Waylon just sat in my front seat playing with my lights and wipers. When most of the kids were done, sweet Kimberly took Wyatt around with his bucket and showed him what it was all about since I wasn't able to walk him. It didn't take him long to figure out that walk around holding out a bucket and smiling real sweet = CANDY!!!! Waylon, not so much. He just ran around with my iPod singing "Big Green Tractor." He didn't care about that candy one bit. And still, as the buckets sit with all that candy, Wyatt is quick to inform that it is his "pupin" and his "tanny." Waylon lets me dig through his pumpkin all I want & take whatever I want (maybe my behind wishes he were a little more protective over that candy).

Wyatt was eating the loot as he collected!

Wyatt, Charlee & Waylon sampling the goods

We had a great time, although not so sure if it was such a good idea to take borderline sick Wyatt out in the evening air...now we have a sick boy, but he's still enjoying his "tanny!"

I Need Therapy....of the Retail Kind

Since my last post, we have had a couple of exciting weekends. Last weekend (the 26th) we spent Saturday evening in the ER with Wyatt getting his toe sewed back on. No, really, it wasn't that dramatic, but we did have to take him to get his little pinkie toe checked out, he ran it over with his closet door and it made a pretty nasty little cut. We did get to forgo the stitches, but it's still going to leave a nice little scar. This past weekend, we spent Saturday and Sunday worrying over Waylon as he had a high fever, throwing up on Saturday and just not being his normal self. He just layed around, didn't want to play, and was SOOOO quiet. We were sweating it there for a little while. It turns out that it was just a virus, and, thank the good Lord, he was all better by Monday.

With all that excitement, I thought that I had earned a little break. I had already planned to take this week off along with Jesse so he could hunt. Tania & I had planned a trip to a store that I had never heard of, but was excited to check out. OK, I don't know where I've been, but apparently, everyone else has not only heard of, but been to, and loves the........Hobby Lobby. Oh. My. Goodness. I could get in serious trouble in that place. Thank goodness that Tania & I had to be back at a certain time to pick up our kids, because I believe they'd have had to shoo us out as they were closing the doors tonight. There is SO MUCH STUFF!!!! We have vowed to go back one day when we have no kids to bring with us (although Wyatt was very well behaved in the almost hour & a half we were in there), & no time limits! I got a couple of little things for the boys and some stuff to decorate my truck for "Trunk or Treat" at our church at the end of this month. I'm not quite ready to disclose the theme of my trunk, but I will definitely post pictures of the event!

On the way back, we stopped at a little antique store. Back in May I went there with Mom & Tania & found this cool vintage bowl.

Imagine my delight as on my second visit I found my poor lonely bowl's best friends!!! I'm so excited to have the set of 3!!

I also picked up this adorable wooden train for the boys, which they fight horrendously over already, so I guess that means they love it, just as I knew they would!

We had such a great time! Isn't it amazing how much better you feel after a good time with your sister & a little retail therapy!!

Oh, I just found out this morning that they'll be doing the screening for Waylon's PT/OT tomorrow at school. Lots of prayers please, let's get this boy on track!!!