Email to Surround Sound

Here is one of my mindless ramblings I send to my kids, via their Gmail e-mail account:)

Let me start by saying I love you. I am sending this with love in my heart:) Trust me, I mean it. I love you. 

Now for the happenings. Mack had not seen y'all for a week. She noticed Charli is talking more. However, it is hard to get a word in between Calin rambling on and on and on and on. He likes to hear his head rattle. But, I have to really watch my words these days. I have a set of repeaters on my hands. Like, I should not have said to Calin tonight "Boy, you will pinch your balls doing that." To which he said "I no pinch my balls, momma!" 

Charli, you won't let your mom paint your nails or dry your hair at night. That is daddy's job. And he loves it. You had your nails done with a pretty blue today. Calin, you had to have one toenail painted, too. You fought hard and won the battle against your daddy:) Good job buddy. 

We had two mommy/daughter, daddy/son days over spring break. I wanted to die during your week of no school. Chisolm (daddy) took Calin to work one day and to a sale. Charli and I hung out at home, cleaned, played, went to a cow show and loved life. No clue what you boys did. But, during the week of no school, you guys attempted to put me in a nursing home, early retirement, early grave. You two don't listen for crap right now. Honest to God. If I say jump, you would say nope and drop to your butts. Remember this in the future when I don't buy you a new car. Remember the crap you dealt me. Sorry, facts of life at play. I love you.

House is still for sale, mommy is still trying to make ends meet. Groceries this week might have over drawn my account, but it was healthy. Please know that you ate balanced meals at the age of two. I have no clue what you will eat when you read this, but please put down the sugar and grab a plum. You love plums. 

Charli, your obsession with hoarding things hit an all time hight this week. Monday, our trip to "school" was dreadful. You mourned the absence of your shopping cart full of crap the whole 20 minute drive. Calin tried to tell you to stick a cork in it, but you persisted. You cried the whole way. I was going to let you take it, but soon realized I would have created a pattern of that and I wasn't taking part in your games. 

Dude, Calin... I just Googled places to buy you clip on ties. You want to 2-5 cows all the damn time. You are ate up and it makes my heart happy. However, you are scared of ever animal. Honestly, you climb up my legs when Daisy, the current neighbors dog, comes near. I don't think she would even lick you. Charli hits her head on and rolls around with her. You? Nope. Game off. Let's work on this, because if you are going to take over the cattle world, you shouldn't pee in your diaper ever time ones moo's. I am just saying. 

All in all, you are spot on. Talking, learning, being- you rock! We have friends that don't get to know that feeling right off the bat, and we pray for them. You prayed tonight. It included a plethora of things, from grandparents to milk and horse poop. I have no words to explain how amazing you are. I love you to the moon and back and you might drive me totally freaking insane, but I am thankful it is you and not some other kids:) 

Kisses and wishes, mommy

Social Media Got You Down?

Is your life wrapped up in social media? Do you have annoying "life is perfect" Facebook friends, or over the top Pinterest mom's? Well, if they make you groan and want to poke your eyes out (as I always wish I could do) then look no further than a totally honest recap of a boring woman's week.

Let's see. Dropped my phone in a toilet. Fresh water, thank God, but still not time or money in my budget to replace my lifeline to adult talk. A few cups of rice and hours of TLC and it works when it wants to. What more can I ask for? I dumped it in a sewer. How rude of me.

I took a set of 2-year-old twins to three sales, one solo. That blows. They act like polarized magnets and go in opposite directions. High point was that they followed me back to the truck like the sugar coma having kids they were. Low point was I had to sprint to save my son from a full on, full body contact hug with a hot wire fence. I flew like the wind, screamed and scared the shit out of him, five adults and a group of young heifers. Alas, he didn't make full body contact and is still alive. Maybe will never move around an animal again, but I still have him in one healthy piece.

Poopy diapers only took up 3/4 of my daily life. Not bad. Used to change about 150 a week. Now they are just cool to keep playing in a wet diaper and my budget is a bit less. However, I coupon, not extremely, but I do and I saved $70 at Target. Well, I still wanted to scream at the total and never go out in public again.

I showered... on Monday. Tried to numerous times since and my duo has had other thoughts. I guess their sense of smell and style isn't fully developed yet. Momma will be clean and pretty tomorrow.

A nearby park drew me in and I worked out and walked. However, I felt lost, walked for five miles, got chased by a bird and got passed by a man in a wheelchair three times. Oh well, I walked and I loved it. Plan to do it again. No clue if I will.

We are currently living in limbo, as our house is on the market. I decided to go all out and say screw it today. I left the house in shambles. Without notice, someone checked it out. Well, oops. No, well piss on them for not calling first. I want to move, I do, but I can't be that perfect home person and raise a set of twins. No way, no how. Just want someone to see it and take it from us. I am sick of putting laundry away every damn day.

Oh ya. And I got to say good bye to my daddy because he is going back to Indiana. To hear him tell my kids he won't see them for months broke my heart, but made me excited for him. He needs Indiana and it needs him. However, I will miss him with all my heart.

Chuck face planted in the park and I have no clue what happened. Here is the story: I had bubbles and was up on the top of the slides. Calin was with me and I was blowing bubbles. I noticed all the other kids chasing them, thus I kept on making more. My phone rang, I followed Calin down the tub slide, being slowed up by the two containers of bubbles, two farmers, one horse, one bull and my Nikon camera. When I emerged from the slide, talking to Chisolm, I hear a hysterical child. Low and behold  it was my Baby A, my Charli. She was bleeding, crying and spitting out bark. No clue what happened, don't care. I was more pissed that all the parents stared at me and didn't even attempt to assist me with my other child while I tended to her. They let me hold her and drag Calin to the truck to clean Charli up. Where is the common good any more? Why were the bitchy young gals, who monopolized the baby swings, staring and glaring?  I try to make friends, talk and help wherever I go. Nope, not in that park. Meanies:( I was pissed at humans for a bit. (One family was wearing scrubs and ignored my bleeding daughter. Losers!!)

So, I didn't create any amazing St. Patty's day crafts, I didn't celebrate Pi day (3.14) with my kids, but I did get a "thank you momma" from Calin when I gave him his favorite toy at bed. I did get to see my daughter feed hay to cows. I did get to spend time with my dad and I do feel like I haven't jacked their whole world up. I feel like I am a better person today. However, I did "pin" some workout things, but time will tell.