College Shopping and Poop on the Floor

 I am trying with my whole being to embrace the lasts of everything with PS.  And daily I am reminded that time marches on.  We have been shopping for the new college kid…  We did IKEA 2x and no costumes, we went with her childhood bff and mom.  We laughed and we cried (okay the mom’s got teary) We tried out closets and organizers, we sat on chairs, and opened cupboards.  We were exhausted when we were done but it was fun!  It is always nice to have a shopping buddy  We have been to Bed Bath and Beyond 2x, add in Target, Home Goods, Ross, TJMaxx, Marshalls, and more Target.  Some times I feel shopped out, it is emotional shopping for me, I love to shop, but I hate the reason we are shopping.  I think we have almost everything on her list.  (At least I hope we do) Her plan is to not go to Target on check in day.  She remembers what a hot-mess it was when we all went to Target, to get C’s last-minute stuff for his University.  And the Target closest to her campus is also the Target closest to an extremely large university who is also having drop off day on the same day.  She decided that I can run up alone if we forget anything.  I will probably need the break from watching her set up her room.  From trying not to cry, not to be in the way, and not offer too much advice.   We just have to figure out how to pack the stuff for her, and her clothes, and the family and their clothing…  Good thing O is a packing janga queen.

Yesterday PS wanted a bath, again, for the 3rd time.  She was taking off her clothes, and easily pulled down her shorts, she tucked her shirt under her chin to get them off.  How did she know to do that, how did her mind tell her to put her shirt tucked under her chin to see better?  I don’t think I have in my adult life tucked my shirt under my chin, so where did she learn that? Who taught her to do that?

Little Tiny humans are amazing, I am so thankful that I have a house full to enjoy.  Now if I can just figure out where that little poop ball beside the toilet came from…

Go hug you kids, and be amazed at the things they know and things they can do!
jen

 

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Frederick the Fish

We were discussing O and her fish Frederick, as she prepares for University.  She wanted him to come along, but was not sure the dorm rules regarding live non human things.  Today she informed me that “Mom Good News Frederick can come to the university with me!”  After a few minutes she informed us that her roommate M has a frog named Kermit, one of the other kids asked if Kermit was going to be living in the dorm, I replied I assumed it would be okay if he was kept in a tank, and little A piped up, “yeah you probably cannot bring a camel to college, they spit.”  Since we do not have a pet camel, it is safe to say we are not bringing it to college drop off day.

One day in the van E and little A asked when we were going to go to chick-fil-a for a meal.  I answered either Thursday or Friday for dinner.  They both picked a day, and then proceeded to talk to each other about which day was a better day.  Little A looked at E and said ‘who ever says it the most quiet saying the day, mom will pick’  So back and forth they whispered Thursday-Friday-Thursday-Friday…  Until they were almost silent.  After going back and forth little A told E that she was “too loud, mom won’t pick you.’  E answered back “mom will pick what ever she wants, she does not care what we are saying.”  That girly is correct.  I just smiled and kept driving.  (We went on Friday)

At dinner I informed Keith that the vacuum was no longer working, he prompted me to check the filter to see if it was plugged or not.  R piped up and said, “not to complain but our vacuum really sucks at sucking.”  We all bust out laughing.

What about you, did you take a fish or a camel to college when you went?  I had a plant.
go hug your kids, they need your love
jen

 

Why is THAT Picture on My Phone?

Today I was looking through my phone pictures for something, I’d love to tell you what I was looking for, but I was so distracted by the random pictures on my phone, I forgot all about the original search, I decided to share the random with you.  Kind of as a thank you for checking back with me while I did nothing, but everything these last few months.imageI think E made this, it is some sort of baby game on her aunts phone, but maybe the game is on my phone too?  I have no idea, but I don’t think I care enough to look for it or ask about it.imageWe live in the south, we see lizards every day, every. single. day.  They are fast and dart around, but every now and again, one is slow.  Someone shut the door while he was in the way.  Even better than a half squished dead lizard is that one of my children felt it necessary to document it. Not one picture but 5 pictures.  Lucky for you I only shared one picture.imageO saved every note she took in her classes, every report and every test.  After graduation she gifted us with everything.  R was lucky enough to be the gift receiver of some notes, he will appreciate the next 2 years.  Everything she gave me was dumped right into our recycling bin.  (There is another stack behind the notebook R is looking at, and another stack on a chair.)imageWe are trying to sell the pool pump, imageBecause, our pool sadly blew up, or blew out to be exact.  The metal was rusty, and  split, the top brace bar had rusted apart in 5 areas around the top of the pool.  When the side panel burst apart 5 more panels blew out. (Sad thing is, it looks nicer in the picture than it did in real life, it was nasty!!!)  The pump was only a year or two old.  I took the picture to put it on craigslist.  Does anyone out there need a new pump I can make you a great deal!imageSome days you just need to wear white satin gloves to school.imageSometimes you just have to Yolo.  I was afraid having high school siblings was making her grow up too fast.  I started to laugh “whaaaaaat?  I just wrote yellow.  You know mom the COLOR.”  *sigh* imageI got this for the college girl!  imageWe had to empty the dining room, Keith was doing the finish work on the windows he installed.  I know what a dusty mess woodworking can make we emptied the room to avoid some of the tedious clean up work.imageWhen your house is almost 100 years old and you replace the original windows with similar looking energy efficient windows, you have to do a little work to make it fit.  To look at it now you would not know that my windows looked like this after he put the new ones in.imageTraffic jam around one of our lakes.
When Mama Duck says lets go for a walk, we all stop for her walk.image“Look Momma, I got a worm in school today, his name is Harry” (Not even Kidding)imageI had a rental for a day.  It was so much fun, now I want a truck, but not a sissy truck, a TRUCK-truck!  I sent this picture to Keith to show him how cool I was.  I think sending the picture to tell him I was cool, kind of took away my coolness factor.  I don’t care, I had a TRUCK to drive.imageFor R’s art final they had to take a selfie, then paint it.  Faces are hard to paint, he found a way around it.  And really THIS is how we see him all summer long anyway.imageOn vacation C had showered and dressed before R ever saw him.  After they sat down did we all realize they were matching.imageNeither boy would change… So they stayed matching most of the day.imageOn our way home from vacation, my mom texted to ask where we were.
I had no idea so I sent her a picture.imageYes, that is ketchup on the wall above J’s head, right over my white chair…imageSomeone was supposed to be giving me directions to her bff’s house, instead she was taking selfies…imageThe last random picture on my phone is an author I just enjoyed her first two books in a mystery series, I was afraid I would forget her name so I took a quick picture at the library before I turned it in.  I did not yet check out the 3rd book because someone else has it…

What about you and your phone?  Is it full of surprising pictures?
Go hug your kids, time marches on and they need your love.
jen

P.s.imageBecause I noticed I left PS out, I added her in as my PS.