I’ve been meaning to blog here again daily. I really have. I’ve had edited, uploaded to photobucket pictures ready to go, I’ve thought of titles and I’ve sat down to an empty post screen ready to go.
But then I start typing and end up typing too much boring stuff and deleting it and then after five or ten minutes a kid wanders in whining and blogging time is over.
But I’m going to be better about just typing, leaving it and publishing it. That’s what a private, personal blog is for right?
I have to admit I did write three full pages in my journal last night. I have had so much going on and not all of it is stuff I want to share with anyone else. Not even Allan sometimes. I just need to put it all out there somewhere to see it on paper and feel it as it leaves my brain, runs through my body, onto pages. Something about that process of getting it out of my brain and somewhere else… like a purge of emotional build up. And talking/writing/typing about things has always been a way for me to examine what’s really going on underneath all of the surface emotion.
So yeah, journal writing sometimes is the best. But most of the time I can say whatever I want here as well. Journal writing mostly comes in when the topic I’m thinking about is extra boring, like- did I make all the right choices in my life? Was it really a good idea to have all these children? How can I get myself away from this life setup I’ve created by being a victim and passive in my life? How can I become the leader in my life?
BORing I’m sure.
Anyway, again this week I’ve been a bit obsessed with videotaping rather than picture taking so I’m “short” on pictures. And by short I mean not at all short because I’m sanap happy but I do have less than I normally post. Rather than 100 there are 20ish.
The other day Brooklyn had a half day of school. I picked her up at 12:15 and headed straight to her dentist appointment. She had sealings put on to protect her teeth. She has awesome, healthy teeth so I was surprised that they gave them to her but they told me they’re giving them to all of their patients nowadays. I think that’s awesome!
So while I took those pictures of Brooklyn I smelled something really awful.
I always set up double layers of wipes before I open Payson’s diaper. Sometimes wipes get caught up in the wipe box and when you’re holding two legs of a squirmy three year old covered in diarrhea the last thing on earth you want to be doing is struggling with wipes! I typically have to use 6-12 wipes when changing him. It’s not fun. It downright sucks.
Can you tell that Sierra always choose her own outfits? She is my fashion lover, girly girl. She loves clothes and makeup and having her hair done. I’ve decided to embrace that about her more and let her looks however she wants to look. Sometimes I cringe and want to tell everyone that she dressed herself but mostly I’m ok with however crazy she looks. She’s happy and unique and I’m positive she’ll look back at pictures and laugh and feel… fun… that she was so into it all and I let her be 🙂
Ember is so cute. I don’t care how little sleep I get because of her or how many messes she makes or things she destroys, I want her to stay this age forever!
Payson played with these little people. He asked me to be the girl so we played a bit together.
The kids get special coins that they can then get little toys/trinkets with. The hygenists always give all of my kids one coin even if it wasn’t their appointment. Brooklyn gets two because it was her appointment and got an extra one because she wore her East Valley Chompers shirt. She was so excited with me when she got in the car after school and I had the shirt with me ready to go. “Mom, you brought my shirt! Now I get an extra coin! Thank you!!”
Ember got the kids’ plastic bubble things. She was excited.
The sealants tasted funny.
Group shot after the dentist.
Showing off their new little toys.
After the dentist we went to the store for some food for a picnic dinner at the park. (We actually went home first to drop some stuff off and pick some stuff up: diapers, then went to the store and then the park)
I bought some healthy snacks for me since I’m trying to eat healthy. I have done well for three days and feel pretty good. Except I’m sick to death of larabars and crackers. haha
I found a TON of gluten/dairy free granola bars and snacks at Fry’s. I haven’t tried out any of those types of things for a year because no matter what ingredients anything says it does/doesn’t have, Payson gets diarrhea from premade anything, it seems. So anyway, these food bars had 100% whole ingredients without dairy, soy, gluten or apples so I bought him some. (I usually only mention gluten when talking about him because it’s the hardest one, but he is allergic to dairy and soy as well and has an intolerance to apples and a few other fruits. But mostly apples. Oh and green beans. haha. Randomness, right?)
So he has major diarrhea today. And it has lots of those food bar bits in it. Guess trying a new product was a bad idea. Like I thought it would be. But caved and tried anyway because I’m desperate for a quick bit of food for him sometimes. But it’s not in my life plan to have an easy time with cooking. Ever. Sick, dying, I have to cook.
The kids had a blast during the picnic.
We then played on the playground equipment for an hour or an hour and a half. I didn’t take pictures because I was busy playing with the kids. I did take these two at the very end:
Ok, my head feels like it’s going to explode from having to think. I’m going to go lay down! haha