HEY MOM!

A blog I found that I never posted....stupid ADD...

(My son is yelling from his bed last night as I am walking down the hall...)

"Yes, Conman...what's up?"
"Well, you know how you blog sometimes?  Well, I think you need to blog about things that go on every day in life....since you have so many kids."

Obviously, my oldest son has not been reading my blog....the funny thing is that none of them do, so I can say whatever I want to about them!  I know I usually dog on Reese, but she is full of material...and she can't read...not that it would embarrass her anyway.  I truly think that four year old doesn't even comprehend what the word means.

So, for Connor's sake, I thought I would write a little sumpin' sumpin' today.

I had all my kids (minus Peyton) this weekend, and I loved every minute of it!  Let's start at the beginning when Brook arrives mid-morning...

1.  When Reese sees Brook, it is like someone injects her with 5,325 sugar packets...she goes into hyper mode because she loves her Brookie!  Well...the "sugar" never wears off...
2.  We head to the "beauty shop" for three haircuts...it was a zoo in there, and we added 4 more monkeys to the bunch.  Reese goes first, and I told the lady to give her a Pixie cut like Dora...she looked at me strangely.  I said, "Wait, that's not right...what is the haircut called?"  Aha! The PAGEBOY haircut....hell, they both start with "P."  I just wanted that crap cut off because Reese screams and hollers about brushing her hair...my mom always said for me to pick my battles, so I chose to chop it!

Carpe Diem,
Brandi

Starting Over at the End

It's officially happened...I am an old, new mom.  Brooklyn, my oldest, is a senior this year and Reese, my baby, started Kindergarten.  My mass confusion over this is scary...I am either in deep denial of my children growing up or my tear ducts have dried up completely.  I know my skin has more wrinkles and I bruise a little easier with each passing year, but I had no idea that I wouldn't just be a emotional mess when this day came.  Brooklyn doesn't even flinch anymore when I yell down the halls that I love her or blow kisses to her.  She just rolls her eyes and says, "Mom...(or) I love you, too."  Good thing is that Peyton is up here now....fresh meat for me to embarrass!  Woohoo!

Four teenagers and a five year old?  Wow...even as I am typing, I am in disbelief.  Both of my 13 year old boys (who will remain nameless, of course, heehee) started the "change" this summer.  I am SO glad that God blessed me with this "change" of two boys during the summer.  No, honestly I am...no sarcasm here and it feels wrong not to be a smart arse about this subject and humiliate my kids.  BUT it could have always been worse...one at a time....one being a girl (heck no)....it could have happened during the spring....the possibilities are endless.  I'm really trying to look at the glass being half full instead of half empty....the experience of 37 years is very rewarding.  So what if I have a few more age spots or wrinkles...I like it!!!

My mind is not made up yet on whether I am going to allow Reese to grow up....I told her the other day that she better never get too big to give me hugs.  She said, "Don't worry, Mom, I'll come back and we can hang out and drink some wine."  I couldn't help but laugh because she is SO not the typical five year old girl.

So, as you can see, my oldest is graduating, and my youngest is just beginning her educational journey.  My teaching career has reached its 12th mark this year, and I will teach until the little diva graduates...at least.  In a way I feel like a rookie teacher and new mom, but with 12 years of teaching under my belt and another 17 years of parenting skills, well....I just feel like I am starting over at the end....and loving every minute of it!!!

Carpe Diem,
Brandi