Double wins at bingo!

Tonight was the school bingo event and we had a blast!

We invited friends, ate pizza and Bundt cakes for dinner, and Katie won two bingos!! One was even a red ticket which means she got to pick from the BIG gifts.

And look what we got…

A huge Bundt cake (which happened to be Confetti, her favorite flavor!) and a year’s supply of bundlets (one per month)!! WOOHOO!! Then she picked the loom bracelet for her second prize!!!

Let’s just say we don’t have good backs in our house.

I threw my back out last week and Tom threw his out yesterday (reaching for something he dropped). He managed to hold out overnight until the kids went to school before going to the ER…

The typical drug routine didn’t work this time so long story short about five hours in (when his pain level was still at a 10) they ended up admitting him so they could do an MRI (the ER couldn’t administer it on their own for whatever reason).

I had to go home to eat lunch, pack his overnight bag, get the kids off the bus, and then we all went back for a picnic dinner and some cuddles.

He seemed a little better, but then he wasn’t moving. He said his pain was about a 3 laying there but any time he tried to move or stand it was a 10. He has an MRI scheduled for the morning so hopefully we will know more then.

Do any other parents hate mornings as much as I do?

😖 Sometimes I get woken up early just for Owen to ask Alexa what the temperature is even though there is another Alexa elsewhere in the house.

😖 There’s generally a question if they have to take a shower.

😖 Some times there’s drama about clothing. From one or both.

😖 There’s sometimes drama about wearing appropriate outerwear for the weather.

😖 There is generally some tattletailing going on from the little one about something completely inconsequential.

😖 And let’s not forget some kind of drama about homework that was forgotten (even though I asked) or homework not being put in the bag.

😖 And this morning there was extra special drama about a backpack being too full of crap and apparently I can’t look in it to see what the problem might be.

Parenting struggle #3,471:

Katie decided it would be a great idea to empty the entire 64-crayon box into another box so she could use the individual inner crayon boxes for some game she created with her jewelry. Seriously?

I love that she’s creative but things like this make me insane. I know I shouldn’t care because it’s just a damn crayon box but I just know the boxes will likely get ruined (never put away), the crayons will never go back in their original boxes, and the crayons will likely end up all over the house, broken and lost, because nothing ever gets put away because KIDS.

And now I’m feeling guilty that I’ve stifled her creativity over a $4 box of crayons. Ugh.

Happy birthday, Owen! Or not.

So I came downstairs and gave Owen a big birthday hug or four and we talked about his birthday and his sleepover that afternoon… I took a casual birthday picture.

I wore his baby face necklace and took a birthday picture with him.

I posted a happy birthday post on Facebook.

While he was at another birthday party, Tom and I gave some cuddles to Katie because we knew the rest of the day would be about Owen.

And it wasn’t until we were all eating dinner (with his friends!) that I realized it wasn’t his birthday. OMG, am I a bad mom or what?! I asked Owen why he hadn’t said anything and he just shrugged his shoulders and said it wasn’t a big deal.

That said, I knocked it out of of the park with his gift: 900 Pokémon cards. He couldn’t believe his eyes and was practically vibrating with excitement. 🙂

This is what it looks like to be the mom of a 10-year-old with two 10-year-old boys over for a sleepover. #thirdmargarita #soloud #thankheavensforbasements

I think we only had to go in about five times to tell them to quiet down, and they were out by 11:30.

Owen’s amazing Pokémon evolutions.

Owen really is amazing when it comes to creating Pokémon and evolutions. Today he was making a birthday card for his friend and wasn’t sure what to draw so we told him to draw some Pokémon. We thought he’d just draw a common Pokémon, but he came up with two new Pokémon, complete with two evolutions each, for a total of six new Pokémon (he did one for the birthday boy and one for his sister, just because). He just blows me away.

Polar Vortex Day 1

We knew it was coming (school was even called off in advance) but it was still a shock to see it. Feels like -45°.

I stayed in bed because the kids can fend for themselves (and Tom had a late start) but eventually Katie came up to cuddle for a few minutes.

Then Tom went to work and I honestly hadn’t been planning to leave the house but we were invited down to the neighbor’s house for lunch and to just hang out…so we did. The kids had fun playing, we had a yummy lunch and birthday cake (for Enzo’s birthday), and I actually helped Stacey organize her pantry (yes, that’s fun for me!).

When we got home we turned our new heater on…and someone loved it. 🙂

And even though the furnace was working and it said it was 70° in the house I was still cold so pretty much sat under blankets next to the heater…

Braces!!

Braces are coming shortly!! He is excited!!

Getting closer! First they have to remove the expander.

He wasn’t nervous but his feet did come off the chair while it was happening.

Picking colors! He gets to pick as many as he wants since his birthday is coming up! (Normally they get a max of two colors.)

He opted for rainbow colors since he was getting six brackets. And instead of purple he chose lilac for me. 🙂

Prepping his teeth.

Brackets going on!

First braces selfie! My baby!!!!!!!

After!! OMG.

Today is Katie’s clothes.

Today Katie and I tackled her drawers. We took each item out and decided if it was time to let it go or keep it. She did pretty well, actually, but I did have to step in a few times and prompt her to get rid of some things that were bordering on too small or that she had bigger sizes of in her closet waiting. She also learned how to fold her clothes so they would fit nicely in her drawers. She actually had fun doing it—we’d let them watch the show with us so they’d have an idea what was going on.

She wanted to get rid of this wig until I made her try it on and then she loved it. Bad move on my part. 🙂

After about two hours we had this:

Plus a packed garbage bag of clothes and shoes to give to friends!

They never listen to me.

Me, sometime during the three weeks the kids were on break: empty your backpacks, take care of lunch bags, get out January lunch schedule, give me gym shirts to wash.

Them: we did / we don’t have anything / we didn’t get one.

Me, the night before school starts: put your paperwork in your bag, are you sure you don’t have a gym shirt to wash?

Katie: I’m good.

Katie, this morning 10 minutes before she gets on the bus: Oh, here’s my lunch sheet. And I guess my gym shirt did come home. And here’s my lunch box.

😣🙄😡

NINE MINUTES UNTIL 100% KIDLESS FREEDOM.