Wednesday, April 16, 2014

spring break conversations

Last week we were busy doing Spring Break stuff, which mostly included not changing out of our pajamas and watching a ton of tv.  Monday we had a playdate that lasted hours and it was glorious.  The boys spent the night with Corey's mom on Tuesday and Wednesday nights.  Corey and I had a running date one and then buying a new tv the other because ours decided to stop working.  Thursday we went to the zoo and Friday we went to the Campbells' for dinner.  Saturday we had a birthday party, oh and Sunday there was another.  So maybe not as much pajama time as I originally thought.

While I could inundate you with lots of pictures of stuff we did, I'd rather share some conversations between me and the speaking children.

Oliver:  You thinking what I'm thinking?
Me:  I don't know.  What?
Oliver:  We should go to the store and buy some candy.

Oliver:  I'm a genus, right?
Yep...so smart.

playing Wii boxing
Oliver:  Yahoo!  Cowboy!
takes shirt off
Oliver:  I have to take my shirt off cause I so hot.
Oliver:  Bam!  That's what you get.
Oliver:  Don't you beat my butt because!!

I'm in the kitchen cooking dinner.
Clark:  Mom, can pee ejaculate?
Me:...wut?...
Clark:  Can water...e...e...ev...evacuate?
Me:...
Clark:  Can water evap?
Me:  Evaporate?
Clark:  Yes!  Can water evaporate?
Me:  Yes.
Clark:  Can pee evaporate?
Me:  I guess...  sighs of relief

In the car, what's turning into a long ride.
Clark:  What's your name?
Me:  Kim
Clark:  What color is the sky?
Me:  Blue.
Clark:  What's the opposite of down?
Me:  Up.
Clark:  Kim blew up.  Hahahahahahahahaha.

Moments later...
Clark:  What's your favorite animal?
Corey:  Tiger.
Clark:  What's your favorite color?
Corey:  Orange.
Clark:  What's your favorite sports?
Corey:  It's just sport.
Clark:  Yeah, what is it?  What's your favorite sports?
Corey:  Running...but it's just sport.
Clark:  An orange tiger running!  Hahahahahahaha.

Clark fell and was crying.
Oliver, whispering in Clark's ear:  It's ok.  Be tough.

At dinner
Oliver:  I have to pee.
Us:  Then go!
Oliver, as he runs away to the bathroom:  Don't eat my food!


Wednesday, April 2, 2014

lately

A couple of weeks ago, Corey ran the half-marathon in Atlanta.  We all went to the expo on Saturday and it was actually a lot of fun.  The crowd was dense, but the endless free samples were Clark's, okay and my, dream come true.  Overstatement?  Not really.  The yogurt, juice, jerky (jerky!), applesauce, stickers, pens, bags were major plusses.  Clark was in heaven and as we left he told us it was the best day ever. 

The next day, Corey got up early and ran his race.  I took the kids to church and we all came home to eat lunch and nap. 

This past Saturday Clark ran his first road race.  It was a fundraiser for his school and Corey ran it with him.  Corey is pretty sure it wasn't a full 3.1 miles, but they finished in just under 24 minutes and now Clark has the racing bug. 



I've been walking and running as often as possible.  Most days when Corey gets home, we throw the little kids in the stroller, Clark rides his bike, and one of us pushes.  A couple of times a week I push the kids in the stroller and walk with Claire and Harper.  And two Mondays in a row I've gone with Kacy before small group, kind of like we used to do.

Speaking of something I used to do, I watched Kacy's kids last week while she worked.  It was different now that there are two babies in the mix.  It was only an hour that I had five kids, but it was...I can't come up with a good word.  Interesting?  Trying?  Hard?  No, none of those.  It really wasn't that bad.  I would even do it again.  It was like having a set of triplets and a set of twins.







Tuesday, March 25, 2014

twinkle twinkle

Soooo I've been practicing and playing the ukulele for a couple of months.  I really enjoy it, I just don't want to do it for other people.  I don't think I've a good singer, nor can I sing and play at the same time very well.  BUT I have an easy finger-picking song to share.  Twinkle Twinkle or the Alphabet Song, same melody.  Oliver made me laugh because he was singing it with me at first.  And then he "pooted."  He then says he did, which makes me laugh more, but this was my twentieth attempt so I'm posting it anyway.

video

Saturday, March 22, 2014

exercise and happiness

I've been down. I've typed about it a few times over the past two years and with some prompts from friends I went to talk to my doctor. I didn't think I was depressed but after not being happy for a long time something had to give, right? Well the doctor agreed that I have the blues and I'm down but she didn't want to jump right to medicine since a) I'm still nursing and b) I don't seem clinically depressed. I was glad for both but what should I do? Obviously she suggested exercise and time for myself.



A few things. I hate taking time for myself. I mean I love it but at the same time I'm a stay at home wife and mom and this is my job. My husband and I chose this and we think it's best for our family and we love it. Honestly. I know I can't spend 24/7 with my kids though. We drive each other nuts as it is, so an hour or two away each week isn't hurting anyone. I also love walking or running and being outside. I enjoy doing this with friends, alone, or pushing the kids in the stroller.



So I've been doing that a lot lately. I've been pushing myself to go several times a week. Corey is wanting to run more, too so we all head out in the evenings once he gets home from work. Usually I'll run while he pushes the kids and Clark rides his bike or I'll push the kids while he runs (training for a half marathon) and Clark will walk/jog with me. The days are longer, the weather is amazing, and it feels great. In addition to evenings, I try to go a couple of mornings with friends and their kids.




I totally could have saved my copay because that doctor didn't tell me anything I didn't know, but in the three weeks since I've felt so much better. Maybe it's the exercise. Maybe it's the sunlight. Or maybe it is that I shared my struggle and felt the relief of confession. Whatever it is, i hope I'm done with it.