Measuring Up

I’m a bit tired and here are a few reasons why:

My day started at 6am when Mol started to talk/fuss – got up at 6:15am to feed her and off our day went.

We got lots of boxes back from mom and dad that have been hanging out in their basement since we thought we were moving last year. It’s been fun sorting thru all the stuff, figuring out what is useless, what can be used in the trailer (blankets, kitchen stuff, etc) and even looking thru 2 boxes full of old pictures.

The boys had fun playing with some toys that were boxed up, and they found a way to leave a tornado mess behind in each and every room, and I’m not kidding when I say EVERY room.

Today while I was sorting thru their summer stuff and finding what doesn’t fit/what Mikie can wear next year that came outta Jack’s drawers, they come up to tell me an interesting story. “We peed in a metal cup!” HUH? “WHAT?” I ask. “We peed in a metal cup!” Yep, a metal cup. A measuring cup. In the mudroom. “We peed in the cup and then dumped it in the sink like apple juice!” Umm, yep. ½ cup measuring cup at that, some dribbled onto the boxes of macaroni and cheese that were lining the floor in the mudroom too. Not sure what kinda game they thought they were playing, I was NOT amused (although I started to lose it when yelling at them saying “YOU DO NOT PEE IN A MEASURING CUP IN THE MUDROOM!” Can ya see where a smile might pop up? :)

Cushions were taken off the couch, blankets spread to and fro – Mikie was making the closet in our bedroom into a “hutch” he kept calling it – piling high pillows and a small rocking chair (also from mom and dad’s basement).

5 minutes after getting the boys to lay down for naps, Molly was up and ready to eat. The 5 minutes I had empty handed were spent vacuuming up the dog bone crumbs that have been all over the family room rug for days now.

Naptime is up, time to dress the boys in sports gear and head out for a birthday party. Auntie Meg came over and watched the Mollster for me, which was a huge help! Thanks Meg!

The birthday party was a riot, lots of fun. Pizza, rock climbing, open gym with footballs/basketballs/a parachute – Jack had to throw a fit due to his “tiredness combo with too much sugar on the side.” Had to sit him in a time out at the party where he screamed out really loud and many around turned to see what the problem was.

Mikie was right up and in the middle of the cake part of the party where the boys were blowing out their candles. Not harming anything, just wondering what they were doing… What a funny kid.

All of this, me the deer hunting widow, and it makes for a long day. So I’m headed up to bed now, hope you sleep well. Maybe I’ll catch a few minutes of the news before I conk…