I miss writing here. I miss the times where it felt like I was sharing with friends. In a lonely life raising little kids, it was my happy place. It was where and how I shared with friends that weren’t nearby. It was how I made a lot of new friends who I wouldn’t have met any other way.
Blogs are kinda dead now, though. Mine died, everyone I used to follow doesn’t blog anymore. And I’m too busy to do it. But here I sit anyway. Potatoes cut up and frying in butter a few feet away.
This computer used to be mine. It used to be where I still attempted to get that magic of the early 2000s blogging back. It never worked. It always felt like work. And now this computer is used by my kids.
They all started virtual school this week. There were a lot of hiccups. Turns out you can’t log into some of the things they need to with some of the devices we have. In fact, specifically only their chromebooks are working. Not any of our now-4 laptops, my desktop, my phone, any of our various sizes and brands of tablets…
There’s probably frustration in my typing over that because it is frustrating. If you want a family of 7, with 5 of those seven being school-aged, to log in separately then maybe choose a platform that works across a variety of devices? MAYBE?
Gotta turn those potatoes.
This is the first morning in weeks that I’ve managed to get out of bed without waking up Lyla. She is the lightest sleeper, restless sleeper too, like Ember was. Because Ember was I don’t worry. I remember worrying about Ember for years. She tossed and turned ALL night every night for the first 4 years of her life, at least. I talked to her pediatrician about it. I guess it was just Ember. She sleeps soundly now. So when Lyla wakes up crying regularly I just pull her close and snuggle her back to sleep. Over and over. She tends to settle down halfway through the night and sleeps decently soundly from 3am-7am. Unless there’s any noise, then she wakes up again. So that’s why I’m surprised to be sitting out here typing alone. It’s really nice. I wish every morning started this way. I set an alarm and try to make that happen but like I said, no matter how slowly I creep out of bed, Lyla wakes up. And yeah, still cosleeping. Funnily enough I think since quarantine started people are less judgmental of those kinds of parenting choices. I feel like there’s less mom shame. More body shame, less parenting shame. And I’ll take that trade off!
Lyla just walked through the kitchen and smiled up at me and I picked her up and set her on my lap. She’s resting her head on my chest as I type and I’m gently resting my chin on the top of her head. I love this girl. She’s full of life. Well, I’m going to go cuddle her. I’ll be back later.
This year we didn’t have running water for Thanksgiving (my whole town didn’t) and I had really planned on going to visit my family for the holiday but Brooklyn didn’t want to leave her cat. My mom even invited the cat to stay with her, too, but Brooklyn just didn’t want to go. So we stayed home and last minute I had to run to Costco to get an entire meal. This wasn’t the first time I’ve done it this way! haha (I really don’t even mind doing it this way)
We had deviled eggs and a simple relish tray (on Christmas plates, heh) earlier in the day.
And then I cooked what I had to cook. We tried gluten-free stuffing so Payson could try it and it was digusting and no one ate it.
And then it was time to eat!
Lyla is a big fan of corn on the cob and ate every last bit of hers and had seconds. She tried a lot of the other food, too.
And then time for pumpkin pie! I got a huge three pack of whipped cream since it was Costco after all, and Everett LOVED that! I let the kids spray their own whipped cream and it turned into a… lot.
It was an awesome day.
First we went to the mall to trick or treat since it was SOOOO cold!!! October was full winter this year.
Their dad was there too, and I have a photo of them with him.
Brooklyn was Katsuki from My Hero Academia. That’s who her cat is named after, too. We made her wig and boots.
Sierra was Glaceon, a pokemon, and we made her costume too. I’ll post a video of it at the end of this post.
Payson was Pikachu!
Ember was an LOL Surprise doll!
Everett was a shark. And don’t call him Shark Car from Umizoomi or Baby Shark! He’s just a shark he wants you to know!
Lyla was a unicorn. Unicorns are her favorite animal!
Because she’s my last baby and still young enough to love matching with mom, I was a unicorn too! haha
Brooklyn with her hood and wig off and just the extreme makeup leftover!
Okay sure, she’s not a baby, but she’s my baby. She threw up in the car first, on our way to drop the kids off at school. Then she was just so sick and sleepy. I spent as much time just holding her and cuddling her as I could.
Not too far from us is a really cool farm that has a pumpkin patch, a corn maze, and a whooooole bunch of activities. Barrel role, bouncy houses/slides, hay bale rides, rain barrel rides, and then the other section of the place is this area with dozens and dozens of pop up tent vendors with food and treats and a boatload of other items for sale.
The kids went in the barrel races and inflatable slides when we first got there but I didn’t take photos until we went on the hay bale ride. Here we were waiting in line. The man ahead of us was with his kids and was upset with how they were acting and scolded them in a really big way and man was that awkward. He literally told them they were acting like babies and to grow up. I wasn’t even aware that they were doing anything wrong. They seemed to be Payson and Ember’s ages. It was awkward. And then Brooklyn told Sierra how awful that guy was and the guy overheard so I was like, I hope I don’t get beaten up in the parking lot after all of this.
But the ride was fun! haha
It was a very cold October day so after an hour or so of fun we went and got apple cider. Oh yeah, first we all had to go potty so we went to the porta potties. It was the first time many, most I think, of my kids had used one and that was an adventure all on its own! There was a long line so everyone was right there to watch you go in. The porta potties were gross. In the one I went in there was a used pad on the ground. Then the water station to wash hands was tricky to figure out. Some other woman there helped us. That was nice of her. It was funny. Porta potties. Crucial and also not my favorite.
So… onto the apple cider.
This was homemade apple cider made with apples from the farm we were at and it was honestly the best apple cider I’ve ever had and I’ve never been the same since. haha. Just kidding. But I do consistently wish I could have more of it.
Only two of my kids liked the cider and I can’t remember which two. Sorry. Probably Sierra and Payson. I’ll ask them later and edit this post. Or I’ll never do that and never remember. ha
After getting warmed up inside and having our cold fingers warmed by the hot apple cider cups we went back for more fun! The four little kids mostly wanted to go on all the inflatable bouncy things. There was this huge one that they absolutely loved.
Brooklyn didn’t want to be there and kept asking to go home.
I felt torn between being there for her and for the other kids. It was a rough time in our lives. In my life… balancing her needs and the other 5 kids’ needs. I decided to make her come with us and stay through the whole thing. The other kids needed that family fun.
Right before going home I set up my camera to take a timer picture just to have the whole family in a shot. These are what I got.
And this one of just the kids is cool.
A man there offered to take our photo and took this and I liked it so much it hung on our living room wall for a few months 🙂
I also filmed some of it:
Crayon/marker/pen/pencil/lipstick on every wall, table, hard surface.
Chocolate milk dumped in toy boxes.
Needing this giant, awesome WalMart fan on a weekly basis almost! (If you have mess-prone kids, get this! It’s the best fan for quickly drying items/clothes/shoes/carpet!
Having to cut off the corner of your carpet after cleaning up a giant pink hair dye mess. Wondering how much your apartment manager will charge you to fix the pink-tinted hardwood floors when you move out.
Seeing this happy face when she knows she’s in trouble.
Getting the more cuddles and love than you could ever imagine.
My family came into town and took us out to lunch and then to hang out at the mall! I didn’t take many pictures but here are the ones I did take!
This first one is my mom’s from facebook. That’s her and her husband holding Lyla in the middle, and that’s my brother and his wife on the right.
Then there’s this video she took, too.
These are the photos I took.
I put away laundry while they play preschool games.
We got to the pumpkin patch near closing and most of the fun activities weren’t open because turns out, they are only open on the weekends! Bummer. We made the most of the trip by getting ice cream (kids choice) and hanging out in the pumpkin patch and riding the wagons.
I vlogged a bit of it.