Holiday rush/Updates.

Life is busy. It always is lately. This issue only increases as the holidays approach. Of course with that always comes the unexpected stuff too. Like the brakes in the car sounding like a bench grinder when trying to stop. That's particularly awesome, and sounds like it's going to be expensive to fix. Perfect time of year for it :\. With snow coming, and the brakes crappy like they are I don't even want to venture out to the grocery store, cause knowing my luck I'll try and stop and the care will just keep on going. At that point we'd need more then just brakes. 


On a happier note I've almost got the kids christmas shopping done. Only a few more things to get for them, and they are all done. Then to start shopping for family, and then last but not least the hubby. In an amongst all that is the tedious task of having christmas cards made. Oh and don't forget that there are a few birthdays and thanksgiving in between now and christmas. So yeah, things around here are busy. 


I'm finishing up school this week and next. Starting November 7th I'm officially on break till January. I am beyond thrilled about that. Will allow me the time that I need to focus on the remaining birthday and christmas stuff left to do. 


I learned this morning that at 11, winter coats must not be "cool". I say this because at our house this morning it was 34 degrees. Julie who is almost 9, put on her winter coat, hat, scarf, and gloves before leaving for the bus. Tyler had on his light spring coat and a hat. There was nothing that I could say that would convince that child he needed a heavier coat. His response, "Mom, it's not that cold out." OK boy, whatever you say.  I'm not sure how cold it needs to be for a winter coat if 2 degrees above freezing isn't cold enough. I guess maybe I need to re-learn exactly what cold is, or the boys thermostat needs to be re-calibrated. 


The baby still isn't walking. She stands on her own next to my desk, and will take a couple of steps between two people only a couple of times before she starts leaping to the other person. I not sure why walking is taking this kid so long, I can only guess it's because she doesn't care. She gets where she wants to go on her hands and knees, why learn anything new? She says a bunch of words; mama, dada, all done, thank you, peak boo, what's that, who's that and ohhhh. I'm convinced that her next words are either going to be "get down" or "no" since we tell her those two things so often. She loves to climb up and down the stairs, to the point where now she thinks it's a game. This wouldn't be such a problem if the bottom of the stairs were tile :\. 


Julie's ballet class moved from Tuesdays to Mondays. So now she goes to ballet Mondays and Thursdays. This isn't such a big deal except, we were so used to the other schedule it requires us to actually think about what day of the week it is. 


Overall everyone is well. The baby is cutting teeth, so it is hit or miss if I get a decent nights sleep. The other two at the end of the hall from her don't even hear her on nights she's up in the middle of the night which blows my mind. The husband still regularly sings his hate song and it's usually sometime early in the morning. If he makes it to 10am it's usually a good day :). 


So that's really all that's new here. Hope everyone has a great day and happy hump day!

Injustice

I follow a few blogs, and am mortified at the injustice that our society shows people. A mother drops her son off with his father on his birthday(happy healthy) a few hours later she receives a call that he is being rushed to the hospital. He's had a stroke, and has two fractures in the back of his skull that is causing his brain to swell. He spends weeks in the hospital, his Mom by his side worried if her little boy is going to make it. There is obviously an investigation because the doctors determined that there was no way this was accidental. Well long story short, he's in foster care now under protective custody. She is crushed and has never spent a single night away from her baby. Now because the child's father (or one of his family) lost their temper this mother is being punished. She wasn't even with the child when he was injured, yet now she isn't even allowed to see her baby that is still recovering from this horrendous injury.

I can't believe sometimes what our society is coming too.

Motivation is lacking.

Right now I should be doing school. I'm not sure why I'm not other then I can bring myself to open the book. All I need to do tonight is start reading, but because I don't want to I doubt I'll retain anything. I find myself preoccupied, and really I'm not even sure with what. Today was an OK day, not the greatest, but ok. I don't have anything really bothering me. I just can't concentrate. Sometimes I wonder what am I doing it all for? A piece of paper? or just to be able to say "I did it!".  I'm not saying I want to quit (although I'd be lying if I said the thought hasn't crossed my mind).

The kids are all basically the same. Some days are good days, others are not. We all have those days. I wonder sometimes about the thought process of their little brains. I wonder how they process information, and how they make the decisions that they do. Sometimes will all the work we put into teaching them right from wrong, when they make bad choices it's hard not to be disappointed. I guess that's how they learn though.

Baby is still not walking, but we still cloth diaper, and she's still breastfed. Each day starts out with trying to figure out what she will eat. I guess this is the beginning of the picky toddler stage. I don't remember liking this stage when the older two were younger. I don't think I like it any better now.  Some days I wish she were walking, others I'm thankful she's not. She's into enough stuff now, without being able to run and get into things.

Both the older two are doing better in school this year (so far). Time will tell if that will continue or not. Tyler's teacher actually has a blog, where she posts the kids homework. That way when I ask what's for homework, I have a way to double check if he's being honest or not when he tells me what he has for homework.

Why is it always easier to write about what's going on here, then it is to write about a topic that you've done research on? Even if it's a topic that I find remotely interesting, it's always easier to blog.

I haven't felt much like cleaning up... although I do. I guess it's time I find a hobby. Something I can do for me, that I think is fun. That could be easier said then done. I have to have something that I can do, to give me a break from the chaos. Something that isn't school, or TV, or reading. Something that exercises the creative part of me.

I have a break from school from half way through November till the beginning of January. I think that during that time (on top of holiday stuff) I'll try and find something for me!!