Friday Again

Well, I have a new coffee pot and a new car battery. Merry Christmas to me.



This has been another crazy week and the weekend doesn't look much better. I have had extra boys at my house EVERY night this week. I really don't mind that much, but after a while it's time for my boys to understand that we need a break. If I want to walk around my house in my pajamas uninhibited, then I should be able to. That's hard to do with extra boys around. I'm going to have to put the hammer down next week and limit it a bit.



Bo has to work tomorrow and I have to work Sunday. There goes the weekend. Ashton has ball camps next week and has to be at the school early on Monday and Tuesday. I'm not sure how I plan on working it with Emma. I am sure she doesn't want to spend an entire day in a hot gym watching boys play ball. I really don't think I do either. I will have to develop my plan of action and see how it goes.


Wednesday should prove to interesting as well as all 3 of mine have dental appointments. This will be the first one for Emma. Fun times!



The boys volunteered (reluctantly) helping with commodities this week. They helped to hand out food to folks who qualify and it was a good thing for them to do. They had done it before a few years ago and I volunteered them this week. Brady came to the conclusion that no one is ever going to smoke in his automobile because he smelled so much smoke while loading cars. Ashton came to the conclusion that it made him uncomfortable for an "old" lady (probably my age) to put a tip in his pocket. He wasn't impressed.....



Emma has been so full of herself this week. She has decided that she doesn't want to wear any pajamas except for footie p.j.'s and she takes her pants off and throws them in the floor after I leave her room. She proceeds to crying like she is being eaten alive and there I find her pants in the floor. FINE. Wear the hot winter p.j.'s if you must. She also continues to dress herself and resembles a homeless person most of the time. She may be the next Vera Wang or Stella McCartney. She knows exactly what she wants to wear and drives me CRAZY. I refuse to let her wear mismatched things if we have any important appointments, etc. but I don't care if she looks like a hobo around here. It makes her very happy.



She had the sweetest little moment yesterday afternoon. I was attempting to clean up the dishes after feeding the masses and she was watching the boys out the dining room window. They were playing basketball and swimming and she was just standing there so sweet. I went upstairs and got her bathing suit and she was so happy. She couldn't wait to put it on and we went out and sat on the pool steps and got our feet wet. She looked up at me with the sweetest grin and reached up and put her little arms around me and hugged me so tight saying "ugh, ugh, ugh" (or however you spell the hug sound......) It was one of those moments that about melted my heart.



Emma went to mother's house this morning for her Friday morning visit. They ran a few errands and mother decided to visit the grocery with Emma. I don't think she will make that mistake again. She informed me anytime that I needed to grocery shop I could leave Emma with her. YES indeed. The child wants to push the cart and wants no direction. A visit to Sam's with her this week about caused me to have a breakdown. She was horrible and if there were not so many security cameras I may have beaten her right there. The sweet little sample lady came over to her and tried to console her while I was grinding coffee. She gave her a trash bag sample......Needless to say, Emma was not impressed. She did manage to enjoy the chicken nugget sample. This girl is something else!!!!!!



I have been having problems sleeping lately and I think it's because of a book that I have been reading. Silent Tears is a book about an American lady that volunteers at a Chinese orphanage for several years. She becomes quite the advocate for orphans and it has been a very moving book. It has been very hard to read however and then close my eyes and go to sleep. I'm not sure that I could have done what she did and kept my composure. I recommend it to anyone who has adopted or is in the process. But be prepared, it's not an easy book to read. Maybe more people should read it and get a feel for these kids who spend their lives in an orphanage just waiting for a mom and dad.