Sad day

So it is 9pm and I am usually already in bed since the kids are in bed.  But I can't seem to get things off my mind.  I had to go to a viewing today for a very dear family friend.  My gran and gramps went with because this man was my grandfather's best friend for many years.  They had been firefighter's together for our town back when it was all still volunteer.  My grandma had become friends with him when he would travel past her bus stop when she was on her way to nursing school with the milk.  Who knew that the man that waved when he passed by was her future husband's best friend? It really was a small world back then but it felt much larger tonight as the gathering of friends, family, and everyone he touched showed up to pay tribute to him.  The receiving line was very long and we waited for almost an hour to pay our condolensces. When we got up there my grandpa started to cry.  I have never seen this man cry in my life. He has always been so stoic, the man that my mom said would hardly say I love you when she was growing up, a man that other than a hug wouldn't kiss or hug.  To see him have so much emotion for his best friend made me cry and thinking about still makes me cry.  It was a beautiful time and it was great to see so many people that have known me since I was just a baby but it was unfortunate circumstances that brought us all together.

Old Milk

So I got up this morning at 5:30am.  The baby was ready for his breakfast and I was ready to burrow back into the covers. It is so cold around here I don't want to get out of bed!  Once the baby was fed and he fell back asleep I decided to do just that, only I couldn't sleep because I decided to get on Facebook.  Seriously I am such a Facebook junkie.  Then once I was on facebook I saw my email was lit up so then it all spiraled and needless to say when my alarm went off at 7am to get my daughter up I was already awake. 

Beds made, breakfast made, lunch packed and the house was alive and moving.  My lovely little 5 yr old decided that he was not going to drink his milk this morning. What do I do? Do I make him sit there until he drinks it? Or do I let him get up? This is one battle I am never sure how to approach.  Milk to me is disgusting, and milk sitting out even worse and I know my son is so stubborn that he would sit there and never drink it and the milk would congeal.  Arghh! A fight I never know the answer to.

Once my daughter was off to school I decided that I was going to attempt to get a shower. My five year old was reading quietly and the baby was back down for a nap.  Success happened and I even managed to dry my hair today too.  The baby was awake almost immediately.  We came downstairs and something smelled like old milk. My worst enemy, did I mention milk is disgusting.  Ice cream good milk gross.  On my search of the house for the source of the smell I didn't have luck. Until my five year old pointed out that there was something smelly on me when he hugged me good bye at school. Very loudly I might add in front of the school.  Getting home there it was on the back of my sweater, spit up. Nasty!! and it was in my hair, so much for my shower.

8 mos 11 days

8 mos and 11 days have passed since baby number 3....and I counted 3 more gray hairs.  I pulled them all out! I am not one to just dye my hair and I know for every one you pull two more growback but I've gotten so many that I don't even know how many I started with.  At this point my hair is getting so thin I might need to find a better way to get rid of them.  Maybe I should just shave my head a la Britney Spears, then my little Rabbit of a boy can't pull it out by the handful. 

Battle over cell phone has begun.  My 10 year old has lost it yet again. This time I knew where it was, which doesn't help matters as the last time she "lost" it at her mom's it came back with an extra $90 on my cell phone bill. Yet again causing an inevitable gray hair or two or three. Lesson taught this morning, next time she loses it and charges and downloads are racked up she has to pay for it. She agreed. Ha! I can't even get her to do her chores how is she going to pay a cell phone bill?

My sleep walking 5 year old peed in the corner of his room last night.  Love it!!! Problem was he shares a room with his baby brother who woke up from the smell next to his bed.  Needless to say cleaning a corner in the middle of the night without waking the 5 year old up was a success. however 8 mo old was awake, wide awake.

Mommy wars, battles fought every day. Likely hood of winning against a 10 yr old, 5 yr old, and 8 mo old on my own, slim to none.