7 days

It has been a big 7 days for us. One week ago, we departed to Colorado. AHHH but to simply drive to the airport w/o issue is too easy. 15 mins before we depart there is a scream erupting from the back yard. I bolt out the doorway and find Macy crying and my neighbor crying. Dev my lil neighbor buddy is just saying sorry...sorry....and crying and Macy apparently took a bungee chord to the face and is shaking and screaming being held by both Dale and Reid. All I got was there were some trailers made....where they hook the chord to a car and run around.....so fun, apparently he wanted her car and chord and tried to grab it and she protested, they tugged, he lost grip or gave up and the chord retracted and she took the hook to the bridge of her nose and eyebrow. Just tons of gratitude that it missed the eye here.....love the neighbor Dev, and they are kids, stuff happens, thank goodness my kids have fantastic guardian angels working overtime, Grandpa Butch, and all their Great Grandparents in Heaven....Thank You for them, I know they help keep my kids safe. So anywhy I walk Devin home and his mom dies a thousand deaths at the sight of Macy....and Devin is sent inside and crushed. We toss everyone in the car and hit the road, at the airport we get to our gate and I feel as though everyone is learing at me and my beat up kid....at the gate we ate some food, and I notice Macy has bood draining from her tear duct.....yikes I freak a little and try to call the Dr. it is 5:15 and they are closed. I call dial a nurse.....and she says she needs to go to the emergency room.....WHAT.....I explain I am at the airport waiting to board a plane. Ok so now I have the Airport EMS crew in route to examin my munchkin. They are VERY nice and look and find nothing obvious that would require transportation to a local ER.....I thank them, we board the plane and thankfully the remainder of the trip to Colorado is eventless, the car is easy to get, has 2 booster seats built in and off we go.
The condo is amazing, and huge, we have the ski lifts out our windows, we have a run 10 feet from a door leading into our complex, our balcony is slopeside, looking over the run 10 feet from a door....so great and there was a race that weekend and on Saturday night they had fireworks on the mountain top that looked like they were set up just for us with the view we had!
Thursday we get everyone into Ski school and Daycare, check in, get groceries.....
Friday we all ski.....weather is great, mountian is beautiful.
Saturday we go to ski and Duke is basically paralized from the boots down. He hurt his foot and is in PAIN and for Duke to admit pain is HUGE, so I know he hurts. We ski a run or 2 and do what is necesssary to ski to the condo and get him out of boots. At this point he is ready to never ski again and he agreed to snow board lessons the next day. So I set up private lessons and am PUMPED Up.
So on Sunday we get everyone to lessons and daycare and we meet Pete our private instructor from across the pond. Not to brag but I pick it up fast, Duke does not. Pete is showering me with compliments.....I have never had a person pick up this quick.....bragging to other instructors in the lift line, and Duke is sitting on the run on his butt because he requested we do a lap and catch him on the next run. So I pass him and Pete guides him down the slope. He rides up and requests that again do another lap, help Susan ...she obviously is getting more out of this than me. SO we did another lap and both say where is he.....he is at the TOP of the run.....in the snow....where we left him.... growing roots. He decides to walk to the other lift, ride it down and call it a day. Pete and I continue and go on to do runs that he claims he had never taken a beginner on.....says I am at a level way beyond beginner, linking turns, no balance issues....my favorite trick had to be a back roll to stand up....so cool and yet soo easy. So I board the entire morning with Pete, and go join Duke for lunch. The elevator was out so I marched up 7 flights of stairs in board boots to our condo....the first 4 were ok the last 3 kinda brutal. I get to the condo and Duke is walking like the hunch back....he hurt his neck on one of his unintended flips backward and nailed his head and jared his neck. We relax and then go get the kids.
Both boys progressed each day to a higher level, Reid is now skiing down the mountain unassisted, and is so excied to ride the snowmobile train to the top of the runs as they are LIFTLESS at 3-4 yrs in ski school, but he got it and loved it. Dale is amazing. Little man skiied a black on Sunday. Duke asked if the bumps were as big as him and he said No daddy they were as big as YOU. He uses poles now, he has no fear, total control.....AMAZING to watch.
All day Sunday and Monday it snowed HARD....so the drive to Denver on Monday was a little iffy, but again the guardian angels placed a show plow right infront of us all the drive up the pass to the top, I was very grateful and put at ease. We arrived at the airport without issue. Arrived home again w/o issue and made it to regular life again Tuesday. I have a few pics.....but forgot my camera so had to buy disposable and wait for the development......


Tuesday is my Dads 65th Birthday....so happy Bday BEPAW we love you! We call and left the best message in song and all the kids saying I love you Bepaw....awe


Tuesday NIGHT 7:15 I hear Duke arrive home and is BEATING on the door...oops I gave his key to the neighbor to feed the dogs...and they did a great job.....but I failed to get it back.....and I am upstairs bathing the kids.....so as a horrible parent I sprint downstairs and fling open the door and sprint back up to my unattended kids in the tub....no issues there, but Duke walks upstairs and says I have Blog worthy event for you.....I got attacked by a deer. His fore arm is the size of a softaball. Ok he has very muscular fore arms....and there is a half of a softball buldging from below the inside elbow.....and his side is cut and wounded. He starts the story two times only to stop and go get ice and rest. I have to get the kids out of the tub, dry and lotioned up and takea phone call from my brother and finally get to Duke who is laying in a chair downstairs with ice on his arm.....and shirt covered in Buck hair. Only Duke would get attacked by a Deer....but it was a humanatarian effort. Apparently upon leaving a subdivision last night he saw a deer avoid a car and get spooked and try to jump a fence. It failed to clear the fence and was punctured by a post that hung it up infront of its hide leg just behind the belly....so two feet and head on one side.....6 ft fence/ inserted pole and 2 feet on other side. It was making unimaginable noises and Duke and the driver of the other car that spooked it got out and walked over to the buck. Duke reached through the fence grabbed its head and body and lifted as he was stronger than the other guy and the other guy was pulling up from the top of the fence to free the leg.....well it worked and the deer was free....but it wanted gone and fast and in its atempt to run it pushed off of Duke....he being the only solid object it was in contact with....and kicked him in the arm and the side and ran away. So we think he is unbroken....arm is better today just real stiff and side is just SUPER tender but avoided the ribs.....he has promised to go to the Dr if it continues to hurt real badly.......WOW attacked by a DEER...only my hubby.....in a humanitarian effort....what a great guy. Yea he will milk it and yea I will laugh at him....but hopefully the Buck is fine and has a great story to tell his kid and wife.

Things that are good to know.

This morning was very educational for me.
Macy ran in and said "I tee tee" of course she is diaperless, so I investigate and WOW she apparetly took off the diaper, squated peed and pooped right in front of the fireplace. Lessons learned.....even if you think those pants are too hard to get off.....the're not, toddlers are FAST and can strip and poop in the time it takes to make microwave pancakes. Dark carpet is the only carpet to have.
We treck off to the Donation station to empty the back of my truck that is filled with clothes and items we do not use...there is peace in the car, we get to Walmart the next stop....still peace, get into a cart....WHAT PEACE? fighting, crying....pinching, hitting. Lesson learned grocery store carts invoke the evil in kids.
So walmart is giving itself a face lift....so NOTHING is where it was and all is a huge mess....I finally get the stuff and at this point Reid and Macy are walking with me and Macy insists to only wear tights no shoes....at least the feet are covered. Lesson : to be a grocery store trash baby the feet are bare... we had tights
They have new self check out.....no line....ok we will try it. BAD CHOICE with kids, Reid wants to ring up stuff, can't see the bar codes or scanner, and likes to make it beep so I now have multiple items rung up and no multiples of that item....we decide that is MOMMYS job, he can help by handing me items. Macy is a the candy stand grabbing all she can, Reid is trying to wrangle her, I decide OK everyone in the cart in belts....AGONY for all involved arching of the back...NO BUCKLE....CANDY!yells Macy, I WAS GOOD screams Reid through the tears.....I go back to checking out.....Macy escapes and is back at the candy.....Lesson : Dang they are SMART and Fast and determined. Reid says Mommy can I get her......I see the bottom of the cart and say yea you can try. He goes to wrangle all I have are Banannas left....AAAHHH SHE BIT ME. I return to the scene....yep a bite to the knee....and she is at the Candy Again....I go and pry the sweets out of her hands and say girls who bite do not get candy. I hold her to finish and there is no scale....what are you kidding.....so I lifted the banannas. I put them in the cart, paid and left. I figured I paid extra for a couple things and that covers the banannas. I can sleep tonight....and Lessons : Self Check out should be called W/o toddler checkout, and Skip a store when they are doing a face lift!

So I still have to go to Target to get a hoodie for Dale and hopefully a turtle neck for skiing...I wonder what I will learn there today afterschool with all 3 kids......

Tragedy

So yesterday will be a valentines day to remember....Duke comes home we have a heart cake for him, we eat dinner, Duke then walks around the kitchen and spells B I N G O D I E D......F L U S H ? No! I said that I think will be worse every time they go to the bathroom to recall that....burry it. So we sit the boys down and say we have some bad news, Bingo died and is in heaven now. What are you sure they ask, how do you know. Because he is not swimming and will not move if you touch him. So then we have to poke Bingo and prove he is dead. Dale sits for a moment and says He was a good fish..... I need to tell Troy. Troy gave the fish to Dale for his 2nd Birthday, 4 years for a Beta is pretty good. We call Troy and Dale says Uncle Troy I have some bad news.....the fish you got me .....Bingo...he died. Troys response was that is too bad, well he was a good fish right, Dale then says he was really old too. So we decide to bury him in the front yard is best and used a Sweettart box as a casket, as well as a ziploc bag. Dale is going to draw him a picture and we are going to sing B-I-N-G-O at his burial service on Saturday, and Dale is going to tell us how good of a fish he was. Hey we do top notch services here....now if Reid had his way we would probaly sell him in a garage sale.....

Update on the Plague that has hit.....we still have 3 fevers....and nasty coughs and apparently Tamu-flu tastes gross b/c both boys gag when they take it.

There coming to take me away HA HA HE HE HO HO....

To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds and no sick kids ah the HAPPY HOME. So we go to the Dr and Macy has strep throat, and the boys have the FLU! Yuck and best part is that the boys can catch strep throat too....so if they get better and then worse ...bring them back. Dale was CRUSHED to figure out this means no Valentine party, he started crying in the examnation room, and continued through the drive home, paused for lunch from Wendys, and is still bummed. I feel so bad for him, he worked really hard on his valentines for his class...oh well it is what it is.
On a good note Dale has outgrown so many pairs of his pants....like overnight....YEA he is very excited.

So much for healthy!

Last night I woke up and had a feeling that told me go check on the kids.....yea I' m psychic nah just mommy intuition. I go to cover Dale and he says no I am hot....is the night over YET....I can not sleep. I feel his head and he is on FIRE. I get him some motrin, and a cold rag for his head and he pleads for me to turn the bathroom light off b/c his head hurts. OK this is my som who is afraid of the dark, wants numerous night lights on. So I make it dark and check on him 30 mins later and he is sleeping and felt cooler. Macy woke up at 5:45 a.m., which may not seem really early to anyone but WOW it is to me. I think from 4:30 until the very last second in your bed before you finally submit to getting up counts triple time in minuites. And I can prove it....because I am much happier when I get to consume those triple min's rather than sit in glider and "rest" and rock a toddler who is giddy and SO excited by the lion on my t-shirt. Yion (Lion) .....pitty(pretty)...yion....rar(roar)....Mommy nite nite.....kiet( quiet).....SHHHH( I am being spit on at this point) Yion....pitty.....Mommy Yion....Mommy....Mommy....(poking my eyes) Mommy upy. YEP MOMMY UPPY....
Ok so I conseed and we get up. Reid then wakes up at 6:30 and has sore throat and we discover a fever as well, and Macy insits that I take her temperature too....so I do; and it is low grade and only a matter of time before she has what the boys already have. So we are all home and calling to get in to the Dr. , calling at 8 am to the pediatrician is like calling to win 10 grand on the radio.....POINTLESS but you keep trying and are so excited to get the ring, the answer and the PLEASE HOLD and wait for forever...."you want in today?" "Yes"..."ok please hold"....no i just wanted wanted to wish you GOOD MORNING....DUH. Ok good we got in at 10:50 .....I guess is strep.....all 3 have a cough, Macy has boogers that make you think she has the sinus cavity of I dunno a mucus monster.
The BAD part is that they all have valentine parties tomorrow....and will all have to miss them if they are contagious and are with a fever for 24 hours....BUMMER Reid and Macy not so bad but Dale will be sad....they all worked so hard on their valentines for their classmates and containers to hold them, and I am room mom so I am supposed to help and kinda can't with sickies....oh well better to be just sick than something worse.

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Funnies

Ok so we went to Alabama and it was a LONG ride there and home.....16 hrs each way to be more exact....yikes that is crazy stuff. The kids were troopers and did great, Brad pinned on Major and we saw the base and toured a C130 and then saw my birth house....kinda anti climatic but cool. Played a really cold round of golf, sat in the hot tub, socialized and hit the road home. Ok the funnies
#1.
Today Macy ran in the kitchen with one sock pulled up to her knee, a t-shirt....and thats is hollers I NAKED, laughs and runs off. I chase her down and re-diaper....off it comes immediatly, this happens 3 or 4 times and then Reid who is in a Dinosaur costume brings Macy a Scooby Doo costume so we put it on and they wear those all morning, Reid changes to a Power Ranger outfit that he insists he naps in....whatever, so then we get Dale and Reid is still in costume and he is in heaven with all the attention.
#2
Tonight at dinner Dale remarks no one can be 100.
Yes they can Dale.....lots of people are
Yea in heaven.....
No some here on earth too, it is just really old and kinda rare
Like great Grandpa Don
Yea he is old, but not 100
Reid says he should go in a garage sale b/c he is really old.
Well not sure I want Reid securing my retirement future...I might be sold for a dollar or just dumped at the donation station late one afternoon!
#3
Again at dinner Reid says what happened to the other guy we know who was old
uuuuhhhh who?
Don, and Grandpa Butch and the other Grandpa Butch who we sold to the monkeys?
We sold someone to the monkeys
yea that guy and the monkeys....what happened to him?
I have no idea Reid....no idea at all
So if you know someone tell me, because I am CLUELESS.
#4
Outside today Reid screamed something and Macy said before I could....Whats the problem brother? As she walked inside.....Classic the 22 month old to the rescue.
#5
Dale and Reid were wrestling and Reid trips and falls....and cries and runs to me for sympathy, and Dale screams ITS ALL FUN AND GAMES UNITL SOMEONE GETS HURT! so true so true