The Trials of a Busy Mom
Friday night we are going camping. So, that means today will be spent figuring out:
Food
Clothes for 7 people
Back up clothes for 5 of those 7 people
Crafts for the reunion (yes, I’m in charge of the crafts)
digging out the tent trailer that is burried under a winter’s worth of crap in our garage
figuring out how to use the tent trailer–it’s on loan from my parents
sleeping bags, flashlights, etc.
hmmmm. It’s so much work to “rough it” isn’t it?
Wish me luck!
Parades are fun, aren’t they? Just last week we took the kids (all 7 of them) to the All Horse Parade in Lehi. Lots of pretty horses and (the most exciting part) people throwing candy! That got the kids excited about our:
First annual Neighborhood Bike Parade!
I organized a bike parade for our neighborhood, and surprisingly, we had a great turnout! I bought four rolls of crepe paper to decorate with, gave the kids some tape and balloons and streamers and told them to go out to the garage and have fun. Two short hours later and they all had bikes or scooters decorated. There’s also a lot of crepe paper on the floor in the garage, but that’s no big deal.
So, at 7:00, we all headed over to the designated starting house, and the kids rode proudly through the neighborhood. They did have to ride the “route” a couple of times so the parents could all walk down to the other end of the neighborhood and set up the ice cream social part of the bike parade. We had plenty of ice cream and people took a while to chat while the kids played.
We did have one casualty, however. Somehow Cole collided with another kid on his bike and Cole did a big wipe out. He skinned up both knees pretty badly and bruised his elbow, but thankfully he’ll survive. He needs a few battle wounds to make him tough, right?
Overall, I’m proud of myself for organizing it. Everyone seemed to enjoy it and I hope we can make it a yearly event.
I’ll see if I can get some pictures up here soon, but I kind of need Ryan for that.
I love a good garage sale. Much of my house has been furnished by garage sale finds. But having one is totally different. It hardly seems worth it to drag all your stuff out to the yard and try to organize it into attractive piles and then spend the whole morning sitting there while people pick through your stuff. But at least we had a fun time with the neighbors, the kids each purged 5 items (that they know of–I purged quite a few more for them) each, and got the joy of having a little money in their pockets. The kids also enjoyed selling rice crispy squares and suckers, and now they think they are rich.
So, now here I am, a little sunburned, but satisfied that I got rid of at least one truck load of stuff, and that none of it (except two things my kids saw before they sold) came back into my house. I really need to be better at getting rid of things that don’t belong here anymore–Melinda is my idol in that respect. But I’m proud of myself for at least trying.
Here’s a bit of advice:
You should probably not start Weight Watchers the same week as your houseguests arrive.
Enough said?
I’m wishing for a brownie.
Here’s my entry in a contest for an A Shed. I haven’t heard that I’ve won yet, but I haven’t given up hope just yet.
“If I had a new shed”
(to the tune of “If I were a rich man” from Fiddler on the Roof)
If I had a new shed,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d clean out my garage.
If I had a new A shed.
I wouldn’t have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I had a lovely new A shed,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle shed.
I’d clean out all the clutter and trash and I’d know,
Where all of the yard tools were.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long shelf just for my garden stuff
And one for my husbands tools,
And one more for my kids’ stuff, just for show.
So please have pity on us poor clutter bugs who can’t seem
to organize their junk,
and lawnmower, snowblowers, garden tools and kids bikes,
Scooters and strollers and stuff
Will all fit nicely in our lovely shed!
If I had a new shed,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I’d biddy biddy bum.
If I had a new A shed.
I wouldn’t have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I had a lovely new A shed,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle shed.
(end of song)
And here are the pictures to prove what a mess our garage is and how much we really really could use a new shed:
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7300
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7301
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7302
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7303
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7304
http://www.ericksonfamily.com/gallery/2005-06-02/img_7306
I’m sitting here typing with one hand with a tired almost falling asleep little boy named John on my lap. He’s holding his singing Barney, and he keeps squeezing Barnye’s hands so Barney will sing. “If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gumdrops, oh what a rain that would be…..” He’s oh so tired because the only nap he had today was on the way home from American Fork (dropping off kids at an art class). The transfer from car seat to crib didn’t work too well. He’s snoring now, so we’ll see if the lap to crib transfer works this time.
–time passes—
He slept past the kids stomping loudly on Step Mania, and on the way upstairs to his room, but when I put him down in his crib he woke up and started crying. Ugh. I asked Ryan to go and pick him up this time. Thankfully I have a great husband who will take his turn holding cranky boy. Now if I could just get those Barney songs out of my head. “I love you. You love me. We’re a happy family….”
Brennen Hawkins has been found alive and reportedly in good condition ( http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/06/21/missing.scout.ap/index.html ). Stories like this scare me to death. It makes me never want to let my kids out of my sight, let alone go away to scout camp. Our prayers have been with him and the family and I am so relieved and glad to hear that he is ok. My heart goes out to the Hawkins family on this day of extreme joy.
May God bless and keep all of our not so little boys.
Happy Father’s Day to all the great fathers in our lives:
My Dad, who is currently a missionary in Palmyra, New York with my mom.
Ryan’s Dad, who is currently in Spanish Fork with Ryan’s mom taking care of three of their grandkids for the weekend.
And Ryan, who is a great husband and a wonderful Father. Happy Fathers day to all the wonderful Fathers out there!
:
You never know how much I really love you
You’ll never know how much I really care
Listen, do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, woh, woh, woh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I’m in love with you, oo
Listen, do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, woh, woh, woh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I’m in love with you, oo
I’ve known a secret for a week or two
Nobody knows just we two
Listen, do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, woh, woh, woh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I’m in love with you, oo, oo
Isn’t that a fun song? I think so. It’s nice, it’s light, and it’s got a sweet message. I like it. Go Beatles!
I took the kids to the park today. Actually two. First, we went to the park on the neighborhood schedule (I made up a summer fun calendar with a different park each week on Wednesdays, and field trips on Thursdays because the neighborhood moms thought it would be good to have some suggestions printed up so we can meet and have fun), but no one was there. Plus, it turned out to not be the greatest park for little kids. So, after playing there for 15 minutes, we left there and took Natalie to her art class in American Fork, and after dropping her off, went to the city park in AF.
We had lots of fun. The kids climbed and slid, ate their lunchables and had a great time. Then, after about an hour, it was time to pick Natalie up from art class. Now they are tired and worn out. If I can just get John to have a nap….
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