Thanksgiving and whats REALLY important.

As I was doing some cleaning today while Wyatt was at school and Annalee was taking her nap I decided to turn on the TV for some background noise as well as distraction from cleaning. I just so happened to turn it on to some celebrity news show that I usually can not stand to watch and it was all about what celebrities want and are giving people for Christmas along with all the "IT" gifts this season. I paid somewhat attention as I cleaned and found myself feeling quite sorry for these people and the priorities and "stuff" they spend their days chasing! At that moment I saw how empty and sad their lives must really be if they place that kind of importance on things. At that moment my worries of paying the bills, and not having what I thought was "enough" seemed like such a blessing! I may not have much as far as the world is concerned, my clothes may not be in style and my home is far from glamorous, and I could sure use a makeover as far as my hair and makeup are concerned but I am blessed beyond measure because I know what my priorities are and what is the "IT" things in my life and I can assure you none of it can be found in a store or in some magazine.

I spend my days caring for everyone BUT myself. I feed, clothe, and care for two tiny people that can not do it on their own while at the same time trying to teach them to do it themselves. I wipe noses and bottoms and dry tears and get screamed at, spilled on, climbed on, and even sometimes hit by a screaming toddler. I get the honor of hearing my son read a book for the first time and tell me minute after minute what time it is because he finally gets it. I get to play interpreter to a toddler who repeats herself over and over again until I finally understand what she is saying. I pick up the same toys 20 or more times a day and sweep up the same messes over and over again.

I have a husband who loves me even when I loose it and when I complain about how tired, fat, pregnant, hungry, hot, sore, sick, moody I am. We don't fight and if we have a disagreement we can talk about things and come to some sort of peaceful resolution. Not too mention he is pretty darned handsome and manly too.

You see I don't have stuff. I don't need stuff. I don't want stuff! I am happy with my life and it's pretty monotonous routine. I am glad I know what is really important and that I have all the "IT" things I could possibly desire.

My life is pretty simple and plain and I would not have it any other way.

Me and Wyatt's bedtime tradition.

A while back Wyatt and I came up with a fun bed time tradition. First we read books together, then we say prayers, and then we think of something really cool we can go and do together in our dreams. Let me tell you we have had many adventures in our dreams! We have gone to Disneyland, the beach, nascar, football games, ice cream parlors, camping, skiing, and the list goes on and on. Wyatt is usually the one that comes up with these ideas and we usually spend a few minutes planning out our excursions. We talk about how we will get there, what we will eat, who else may be invited, who we are going to see there. It really is quite amusing. Then when it is all planned I wrap things up by saying "OK Wyatt, I'll see you there" to which he replies "Don't be late!" and that is how we say goodnight!

I had better get going because tonight Wyatt and I are going camping in the backyard and I am in charge of building the fire and making us smores and I had better not be late!!! :)

Feeling under the weather

It seems despite my best efforts the crud has made its way to my house. Last week was bad as I had to go to the ER for some mystery pain that was nothing short of excruciating and along with I could not stop throwing up. Nice huh! Shortly after that Wyatt came down with a runny nose, cough, sore throat, and a low fever. I kept him home from school for a few days and home from his soccer game this morning which he was not happy about. Poor kido! Well last night my nose started running and the sore throat started last night as well and this morning I feel like I got hit by a bus. I just want to go to bed but we all know that is not even an option when you have little ones at home. I just to feel better so I can do my mom and lady of the house duties without wanting to crawl in a bed and go into a coma.

OK now that I have gotten that off my chest I want to talk about my little Monkey Annie. She is a CLIMBER!!! It is quite frightening! She has discovered two new places she likes to climb. The first being my computer hutch! She drags a kitchen chair over to the computer hutch and climbs up onto the part that folds down when you open the hutch and then she climbs over the laptop and into the hutch!!! It is terrifying! It is in no way built to hold a child. Then as if that wasn't bad enough last night as I was cooking dinner I heard Wyatt scream MOM!!! I turned around to see Annie standing on top of the kitchen table holding a pair of scissors that were left on the kitchen table supposedly out of her reach! HA! She found a way to climb on the table and get them. The thing that makes this so odd is how tiny Annie is. She is 19 pounds, 20 on a good day, is 18 months old and is still wearing size 12 month clothes. She is itty bitty and the fact that she has the strength and agility to climb like that amazes me! Wyatt was a tank of a kid and never was a climber. He was more of a bulldozer so this whole climbing thing is freaking me out! I can't let her out of my sight for a minute or she may end up breaking something.

Now onto Boston! Seems my dog has a thing for sippy cups! I keep catching her stealing Annie's sippy cups. Then she lays down on the ground and kinda milks the sippy cup nozzle with her paws to get the juice or milk out! It is hysterical to watch! My dog is nuts!

Well I think it would be wise of my to at least try and get dressed out of my pajamas and try to get some things done around here even though I feel rotten.

Wish me luck.....

Oh me oh my....

OK I really need to get crack-a-lackin and write in this poor old neglected BLOG! It has been a year since I have written anything. I used to be so good and writing faithfully nearly everyday and then I just got tired of it I suppose. I know it will most likely take me a while to get back into the of things but at least I can try right?

It is nearly 5pm, Seth is at work, Wyatt is enjoying some playtime after school and homework has been done and I am trying to keep my eyes open! I am tried all the time! But hey I managed to get some vacuuming done, laundry in the wash, and bathrooms cleaned oh and a quick trip to the store for milk so it hasn't been a total waste of a day!

This is the first week of Seth's new schedule and I am hoping that I will like it. Seems like there is no great schedules in his line of work, so you take the good with the bad and make it work I suppose. Mon-Fri 8-5????? Yeah now what would THAT be like! HA!

Still have no idea what to name this little baby girl of ours. The names came so easily with Wyatt and Annalee but I am at a loss this time. I am hoping that her name will come to me so I can have some time to get used to the idea. It is such a big responsibility to give someone a name, one that I do not take lightly. After all they will have that name forever so you want to make sure it fits and that they like it!

Well as I write this little Miss Annalee is hanging on my shoulders saying "melmo!!! melmo!!!" and trying to grab the mouse away from me. Her Daddy introduced her to the oh so wonderful world of Youtube and showed her videos of ELMO! Now all day long she climbs up to the laptop and slams all the buttons shouting "LaLaLa MELMO!!!" My laptop may never be the same. What is it about Elmo anyway? Wyatt was fascinated with him too haha!

Well I think that is about all from me for now!
Until next time... Kara