Things A Mother Does Not Want to Hear

 1. "Mom! B was dancing on the roof...naked!"  Yes, our three-year-old B had climbed out the window upstairs and was dancing on the roof in his preferred outfit of nothing.  When I asked him why he was up there he simply replied, "Because I was waving at the neighbors...but they didn't wave back."  My thoughts: Probably because they were calling the police!!!  

2.  From an email from 12 yo Leah while she was babysitting her younger siblings, "Mom, Roman and Teagan have a dove captive in the house. :( "  Ummm....yeah.  Apparently there was a loose bird flying amok in my home.  Feathers were everywhere when I got home.  I love my life.

3. From the husband who has woken me up at midnight from a dead sleep, "Watch out!  Watch out!  There is a huge spider above the bed!!"  He leaped out of bed, flicked on the light, threw off the covers and searched and searched and searched for the monstrous spider.  We found nothing.  I asked him how big the spider was and he proceeded to indicate with his hands the size of a basketball. Obviously he was dreaming when he saw the spider, but I went and slept on the couch anyways.  I felt imaginary spiders crawling in my hair all night!       

             

New Year, New Goals

One of the kids found a journal I began about 12 years ago for my first child.  It was fun to read the stories our firstborn and the kids had such a good time laughing about them. I have another two journals for my second and third children, but then the days began to get more hectic and about four kids in I think I threw in the towel.  The kids were sad to see the lapse and the younger ones especially felt disappointed.  Then I remembered that I had this blog and opened up to it on the internet where we all had a lot of belly laughs reading the posts and remembering things forgotten long ago.  It has been nearly three years since my last post and there's been a lot of changes in our family since then.  We've welcomed another beautiful girl to the mix, rounding out the number of children to a full week's worth.  Some days it feels like seventh heaven around here and other days it's just seven kinds of crazy, but I'm re-committing to blogging more frequently about our family so that in ten years from now, I'll have even more embarrassed teenagers who want to change their names. Here's to a very Fine 2015!