This is for MOM...

This is for my mommy...CUZ she informed me the other day, AFTER I sent her an e-mail that I needed to update my Blog. You see at the end of my e-mails it says to visit me at my blog. Mom says, "I do visit and its the same, it NEEDS to be UPDATED!" Whatever, MOM!

SO FINE, MOTHER!!! I'm UPDATING just for little OLD you!! :) Love you mommy!

Well, as many of you know from reading my facebook...oh you didn't know I was on facebook, well, I am, check me out on facebook (so is DJ and Cayla). Anywho, I love how my mind just wonders around, need to stary focused on my task at hand.

But back to my topic...as some of you may know, Cayla was nominated for HOMECOMING Queen. How cool is that and boy was she shocked!!! Well, I thought it was pretty cool in deed. Well alas (what a funny word to use), she did not win, BUT she was runner up and because the queen did not, yes that was~ did not go to the Homecoming dance, Cayla started the dance with the king. Have you ever heard of such a thing, not going to your Homecoming dance when you just won Homecoming. Crazy if you ask me. But Cayla did get a crown out of it and a sash. And out of all the girls in the school she was 1st runner up. Shes a princess in our books. Way to go baby girl!

Also, are you ready for this one, Josh, my sweet quite but sometimes crazy middle baby is playing football. Did you hear what I typed...FOOTBALL. Yes, the sport where you can break you body. Isn't bad enough that I have Cayla who is a walking advertisement for a physical Therapist, that now Josh wants to get all beat up. Its just too funny though some of the things that have happen.

So he comes home from school and he gets this cheesy grin on his face and he says "mom what do you think if I want to play football?" The kids never showed an interest in football before, basketball, yes, baseball, yes, football, never. I just kind of laughed and said I don't think so, you would die and break all your bones. So he asked again. This time I knew something was up. The school was starting a team and he wanted to play. He'd been playing at lunch and I guess he really liked it. I told him he'd get all beat up and he says...NO I WONT. Let me tell you what happen the next day when I went to check him out of school early. Hes sitting at the front office waiting for me, with a bag of ice on his chin, bruised. He GOT KICKED IN THE FACE. MOMMY ALWAYS KNOWS! Told him he'd get hurt!!! He got kicked twice in the face. Its not the only injury he's gotten. Oh don't get me wrong, I don't care at all that he's playing, I just wanted to pull his leg, but I KNEW HE WOULD GET HURT...I ALWAYS KNOW...I'M THE MOTHER!!! He is having fun.

Then of course Seth...Seth...Seth...What to do with that kid. Do you know how many people have asked me where he has gotten his accent from. I just don't know about that kid. His new thing is to talk with an English accent, that on top of his already natural accent that he has that you can't understand. He comes out and says "Ello, Gevonor." Strange kid. Wonder who he belongs to?!?

So Mom, sooo sooo sorry that I've failed you as a daughter at keeping up on the blog and the facebook. Life has been a little crazy as of late. Don't feel guilty cuz you pressured me into updating at all. It needed to be done. I will try and be better at my responsibilities at getting on to the computer and down loading pictures too. I know I am failing in the department also. Oh just go ahead and disown me, I'm not even worth it!

Hey mom, YOU SHOULD START A BLOG!!! LUV ya LOTS!!

Sometimes Mickey...

...I outta...if it wasn't for the fact that Mickeys so darn CUTE and a 16 1/2 year old black Lab dog, I'd, well, I don't know what, BUT I WOULD!

In Mickeys old age he's gotten, well, a bit senile...and when it storms with lightning and thunder, he goes CRAZY! Over the the last few years he's eaten, and I do mean eaten our house...stucco, metal, concrete, wood, you name it~he's eaten it. And its not just the storms...he has what we now call (its a scientific term~well one we made scientific), SUNDOWNSINDRUM...when the sun goes down, he goes CRAZY and starts knocking at the door trying to come in. What a MENTAL case!

He was NEVER like this before MEG. Who is Meg...Meg was a German short hair dog we found years ago. She was afraid of ANY loud noise~even the ice maker...She was NUTS~I tell you, just plan NUTS! Sometimes I though she was going to brake our sliding glass door down trying to get into the house...and now shes passed this unto Mickey!

A storm comes...he goes crazy...and that's what happened Saturday! We were trying to get ready to walk out the door to Caleb, my nephews, baptism. We're dressed in Sunday clothes, dress and heels ~me and Cay, shirts and ties ~ the boys. DJ's already left cuz we had to take two vehicles cuz he was working the ASU game later that day (figures he ALWAYS misses the craziness in my life). Oh and I'm fighting the starting of a whooper of a migraine. (So much joy in my life).

Anywho...I could see a storm was coming so I decided to be nice and let Mickey in. That will teach me ~ trying to be nice...when will I learn! SO, he comes in...we had the front door open cuz we were getting ready to walk out. Infact the boys were already in the truck. They were just waiting for me.

Mickey makes a b-line for the font door and I told him go lay down, which he did! (Mickeys NORMALLY pretty good about listening when we tell him to obey something...kids should follow his example! Well until....) Then I turn around and before I knew it...he was up and out the door. I was yelling "Mickey, stop!" (I really think in his old age hes going deaf cuz sometimes he doesn't hear us and we can walk right up to him.) He normally will stop right at the door...he'll sit and just look out, we always leave the door open...BUT NO, not that day...out he goes...I take off after him in 4 1/2 inch heels, mind you. I kick them off and take off IN THE RAIN, IN A DRESS, trying not to fall cuz I kept slipping. Cayla comes running and then Seth. We get Mickey cornered down the road at one of the houses. Then Josh comes running down the street, in the rain, asking "Why is everyone running down the street?" (Nothing like being a day late and a dollar short.) Of course the dumb dog didn't want to go back...HE'S CRAZY!!! I really don't know what his problem was, hes usually a really good dog! I'm telling you~HE'S CRAZY!

Needless to say...we got him home...put him in the laundry room where his bed his...got wet skid marks all over my tile floor, cuz I had to drag him...Now I have to mop...got wet from running in the rain...My hair went flat from the rain (perfect for pictures after the baptism)...my migraine started to get really bad at this point~stress ya know...hit a pretty big storm driving to the baptism, which slowed down our driving time...couldn't see the roads~NICE....and was 5 to 10 minutes lat for the baptism....

All because an old dog is scared of thunder and lightning!!

BANG~CRASH~BOOM...

...thats what I heard at 7:45 in the morning, while I was getting ready to take the boys to school. Josh, Seth and myself had the jeepers scared out of us!!

Here let me paint the picture for you:

I'm in my bathroom, putting make-up on (trust me, you don't want to see me without the stuff...its pretty scary whats under all of it...sometimes I even scare myself), anywho, I'm putting the much needed make-up on when...I hear this loud noise coming from somewhere in the house. NO JOKE...it sounded like someone crashing into a wall with their car. It was so loud it scared the jeepers out of me!! I go running out of my room and start yelling..."Are you guys ok...what was that sound?"

Josh answers and says "Seths dresser fell over". I run to their room and see poor Seth almost in tears. I ask are you ok and he says yes as he sits down. I ask did it hit you and he says yes on my leg and foot, but I'm ok. At this point I'm holding him and before I know it he starts to cry. Poor guy, his leg was really hurting him and he was trying so hard to be brave. I checked his leg and it has some cuts and busies on it, so did his foot. (He looks like I beet him to death)

When asked what happened, he wasn't really sure. He says he was looking in his top drawer and then it fell. Mom being Mom, put two and two together. I asked if he climbed on it and he says "no I'm tall enough to reach", but I still figured it out. You see he is tall enough but barley, I'm guessing he stands on his tippy toes to see inside, pulling on the top shelf to help him see better. So being the Sherlock Homes that I am...I'm guess he did this and the poor dress just couldn't take it and down it went...scary the jeepers out of the boys, oh and me.

Poor guys, Josh was scared to death. Then he started looking at the dresser...of course the drawers broke but that wasn't the worst part...they have a lot of knick knacks on their dressers and the ones on Seths are now in a million pieces. Josh got really upset and started to cry (I think mostly because he got scared, not so much the broken pieces) then I told him I'd rather have broken stuff, then two broken boys...oh wait I had one a couple of years ago:)

What away to start the weekend off.