Did I mention that they're spoiled?

As I mentioned before ... I know some of my parenting skills are lacking. I have posted at least 3 times in as many days that my kids are rotten. Yet, yesterday, my son got to go to an OSU Buckeye game!!!

The girl beside us looked at him and said "Man, you're lucky! I'm 30 yrs old and this is my first Buckeye game!!!"

Our friends offered us tickets earlier this week. Unfortunately, Austin has worked at least 12 hrs a day both days this weekend, so we knew we couldn't go. But, they were taking their 5 yr old daughter (Cam's "girlfriend"), so I thought, why don't I take Cameron??? It was such fun Mommy and little guy time. I was so glad I had the opportunity to take him!

I 'thought' we were leaving early enough, but we still had to walk quite a long way. It took us an HOUR! Cameron was a trooper!!

Of course, I promptly rewarded him with a huge souvenir travel mug full of Sprite (not smart when you want a kid to sit still in PACKED bleachers) and then dippin' dots ice cream.

We had a great time ... not many kids have a pic like this!

They're everywhere ...

I just was cleaning the back door (because a babysitter is coming tonight and you can't have month old dog slobber and week old pizza grease handprints on the window) ... anyway...I was cleaning the back door today and what did I find?? A spaghetti o ... dried up little o. Good thing a sitter is coming tonight and Austin and I are getting out. Maybe we won't come back ;)

The saga continues ...

As a commenter said - cherish these times, they are only young once. And I remembered - one of my favorite times as a child was when my cousin and I spread baby powder all over the hard wood floor in one of the bedrooms in my grandma's house and we slid ALL over the bedroom. It was a BLAST! My grandma once told me that her kids HAD to be quiet. As long as they were quiet, they could get away with a lot. Well, I guess my cousin and I were real quiet that afternoon :)

Anyway ... as I was upstairs changing my shirt Thursday, I asked the kids to come up with me while I got ready ... well, in all honesty, I didn't want them there. All they would do is tease their baby brother or jump on each other on the bed. But what happened next was worse ... I heard quiet. You KNOW that's bad. I said "GUYS - what are you doing??" "NOTHING" Was Cameron's response. So I yelled - CAMERON TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE DOING! Because Nothing is the LAST thing you want to hear! "Painting on the chairs" ... I immediately swoop up the baby and run downstairs. There are about 5 bottles of nailpolish on the carpet under the dining room table (note: they were there because I found them in the kitchen junk drawer and I thought, it's dangerous for these to be here, I better take them upstairs, and placed them in plain site on the stairs. Smart). Anyway, Cameron and Kennedy had decided to smell the nail polish - but then thought it was fun to decorate the dining room chairs. With nail polish. They picked a nice pepto pink color for one and purple sparkles on the other. It's on the legs, let's hope no one ever looks that close when we have people over for dinner.

I must say ...

That Cameron has really come to realize that his behavior sometimes isn't so sweet ... and he apologizes and he lately really seems to want to make me happy (AFTER he does the bad thing and then apologizes and cries about it). I think he'll figure it out ... as soon as I'm done reading all of the books that I plan to check out from the library :)

It's a good thing they're SO Darn cute!!!

WANTED: Competent Caregiver

Because I seem to be failing miserably!

Well, I think I might have the "caregiver" part taken care of - but this whole "raising a child thing" is a whole other story.

I spent a lot of money (well, I still pay on student loans) to go to school for Computer Science. I mean, for FOUR years I read books, did labs and took exams on computer stuff. 10 years later and I don't use a lick of that stuff and I have a new day *and night and weekend* job. And THIS is the job I should have studied four years for!!!

I mean, where in the computer science books did it tell me the program to "fix it" when you're feeding a baby that has recently discover the searing action of his new teeth (notice: nursing will soon be a thing of the past) - when suddenly one of the older kids accidentally spills spaghetti-o's on the way to the sink (1-I'm already failing for feeding them spaghetti-o's for dinner! At least they had cheese sticks with it and Cam had a pickle - that's a vegetable, right? and 2 - at least he was taking his plate to the sink, RIGHT?). But then, as I'm still feeding the little one, the older ones are cleaning up the spaghetti-o's. Now, haven't I already said that when that little mommy voice tells you "this isn't a good idea", DON'T DO IT??? Well, next thing you know, the entire roll of paper towels is gone and then the dish rag is SOAKED with water and Cameron is ringing it out on the hard wood floor. All to clean up the gourmet meal his mother prepared for him for dinner.

GO TO YOUR ROOM. That's all I can say - as if that's any punishment ... as they take their mattress and lean it up against the wall in their bedroom to use it as a slide. Good thing Austin installed cool cameras in each bedroom so I can monitor them being little punks in their bedrooms - hu?? I have to give Kennedy credit - she was really along for the ride. She thinks Cameron is the coolest thing since sliced bread - even when he's showing her how to sling "O's" across the kitchen floor.

Oh well ... at least I have Cohen. I still have a few years until I screw him up totally ... and maybe by then Ms Gorsuch will have worked some magic on Cameron :)

Big Shot ...

He thinks he's hot stuff in his new toy ... he stands up on the way down the driveway and all. He's so cute. And he's sitting on his own more and more each day!

Where do I find the time???

To blog...

Include the entire family :)