Dustin's Lake Powell Fishing Trip

It's a "CRAPPY" Life

Like most moms, I never get to the end of my to do list.  I often wonder how to accomplish the everyday basic things.  Being a mom is so challenging at times, for example.  A few days ago I put London down for a nap, we had the usual screaming fit (for some reason when she turned two she really became a two year old) but at some point they need to learn to just go to sleep when they are in bed so I let her cry it out and eventually heard pounding at the door… her door.  Knowing exactly what had happened I opened her door to find her with her purse strapped over her shoulder and a big grin on her face.  “What are you doing?  Did you get hurt?”  “Yeah, right here”  she replied pointing to her cheek.  I could see a red mark and assumed that she must have hit her laundry basket on the way down.  I tried to put her down one more time, but needless to say we skipped the nap, but eventually it was bed time, Dustin was working late, I put her in bed, went outside and peeked through her blinds to see that she climbed right back out. I ended up taking her mattress out and just setting it on the  floor, she cried and pounded on the door and when Dustin came home he took the entire mattress off and just set in on the floor so basically she sleeps in a cage (we had to do this with Brinley too). 

Fast forward to the next night.  I’m working on dinner and helping Brinley with her homework (for some reason it took her an hour and a half this particular night) and you may or may not know that things like that are impossible with a  two year old especially one who thinks she is a monkey,  I swear that girl would climb Mt. Everest if it were in front of her.  I usually try to do coloring and games with London, but when that wore off I eventually put her in her crib with some books.  She was actually content, she loves books.  When I walked into her room I found what reminds me of the scene in Daddy Day Care, If you don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m talking about human feces, everywhere.  And of course as soon as I pick her up my doorbell rings, and my timer goes off.  Brinley lets the company (my parents) in,  I tell them to hold on while I give London a bath… another bath.  “And by the way, don’t go in her room, I haven’t cleaned that up yet.”  And then my Mom says, “is that your timer that keeps going off?”  “Yep, that’s my timer.”  Took care of my company…  and my dinner… told London not to play in her poop anymore… threw a bunch of books away… did one gigantic load of laundry… then thankfully my husband walked in the door and helped with the scrub, clean and disinfecting part.  Gosh, I was doing so good and feeling so productive and now it’s time for my meeting and we haven’t even had our dinner (the one that I went to a lot of work to prepare and was really excited about) and now my 6 year old is sad because it’s Wed and we still haven’t had family night and I keep telling her tomorrow because although it’s planned, for some reason I just can’t ever make it happen and so I sit and I tell her it will have to be tomorrow… again.  I then I listen to her tell me how I lied to her and she cries because she is sad.  And I’m sad, but I scarf down a few bites of dinner (so not the sit down, home cooked, family meal I had planned) and then I leave.

Finally a new day!  Not that the past two were bad, there were not, just an example of my life.  Our mornings can be hectic, but if I plan well, get up at 4:30 and am home by 6:00 to start laundry, get Brinley in the tub and work on breakfast  they are really manageable.   I actually really enjoy the mornings with my girls and I was on a roll, I read the last story in Brinley’s library book to her so she could return it, and set London down long enough to finish up our lunches.  We were going to be out the door on time and have all of our morning chores done.  I was just peeling the last peach for our lunches when Brinley said, “Mom, London has another poopy mess.”  “Brinley, you better be kidding me!”  “I’m not Mom, she does!” I take a deep breath and sigh, “Okay.” And then I enter her room to find an exact repeat of the night before.  I strip her down… give her her fourth bath in 24 hours… rewash the laundry I had just completed a few hours earlier… remind London not to play in her poop… scrub, clean and disinfect…  and listen to my 6 year old cry because we were late for school (I haven’t told you about school yet, have I?)  So we get in the car, we have this routine where Brinley listens to her  violin music until I drop her off at school and at that point we put London’s music in and she listens to that until I drop her off.  So we were listening to things like Old McDonald Had a Farm and the Itsy Bitsy Spider and I glance back at her singing her little heart out and can’t help but think to myself, this is why I want more of you!   I’m so incredibly thankful and in love with this “CRAPPY” life of mine.   I wouldn't have it any other way. 

End of Summer... BUMMER!

Wow, summer has just flown by.  We have done so many fun things with the girls, here are a few things worth mentioning.  We went to Preston to see Tavie in the parade.  Rick and Cathy had us over for dinner.  It was a really fun night and what a cute little rodeo princess.

 

Of course we went to the Cruise In, I remember it being a lot more fun prior to having kids.  I shouldn't say that, but Dustin drove his Dad's car in the parade and oh my, I can't believe people used to get around with 6 and 2 year olds without seat belts.  

We went to the Splash Pad with the Shockey's.  Lunnie was scared of the water so she just wanted to swing.  She's such a silly girl, the funniest things scare her (like the sound of someone popping their gum) she says, "I scared"  yet she's such a little dare devil sometimes (like when I turn around and see that she has climbed to the top of the ladder).

The girls have had fun with their friends this summer.  I thought this picture was cute, "Where's London?"  These girls had so much fun playing together.

Swimming lessons... I feel like we are finally starting to get somewhere.  By that I mean we didn't have a screaming fit this year.  Lun loved playing while all of the other kids had their lessons.  Big thanks to my sister for getting them to and from every day.  

The girls sharing some cotton candy at the Cache County Fair.

Enjoying some produce from the garden

Fireworks at Grandma Cazier's

typical London

This picture of London made me smile when Dustin sent it to me.  He was mowing and came around back to see that Lun made it to the top of the tramp by herself.  "I jumping"

Lots of park time.

Yes London does have a binky in nearly all of these pictures.  Don't worry, it's gone now.  Don't judge me.  I'm a good mom in other ways.

 

And house projects galore.  Beautiful walnut floor... check.  Baseboards and casings in the living room... check.  

No Summer, please don't go.  It's so hard to say goodbye.   

 

I may not have been a good at blogging (journaling) this summer, but I will forever cherish the memories I made with these sweet girls of mine. 



Lunnie Starts Gymnastics

Poor girl had 4 shots that day.  It didn't stop her from jumping though.  The trampoline was her favorite.  She doesn't like the listen to her coach, she just likes to do her own things, but I don't really mind.  I pretty much just let her do what she wants.  As long as she gets some of her energy out, I'm good.

I look at them and think,

'They couldn't possibly get any more beautiful'

... and then they do.

 

You Know...

Just enjoying some icecream at Grandma's
(I love the look on London's face, totally obliviouse to the "real" reason Dustin took this picture).