Road Trippin'

Consdering I'm packing for a family of 6 for a whole entire week, I'd say I did very well. Actually, this doesn't include Dan's clothes and camera gear yet, so I'm not giving a completely honest picture of what lies ahead.  Anyway, tomorrow morning we'll drive to Visalia and hang there for a bit, before heading out for an all night drive to Washington state!  We figure 14 hours in the car with 4 kids will be much more bearable if they're all asleep while we drive.  We'll see how it all works out though.  Anyway, we're excited for several reasons:

1. Morgan turns 1 on Sunday and will get to have her birthday party with all of her cousins!

2. For the first time in almost 6 years, all 6 Leaman siblings and their spouses and their kiddos will all be together at once!  By the way each of the 6 families had 4 kids each, so go ahead do the math.... 24 grandkids including Lyla Marie who was just born last week to Dan's youngest sister, Sandra last week! 

3. We love seeing everyone, and it's somewhat of a break for me because my girls are so entertained by their cousins, they forget to ask me to play with them every 15 minutes.  (Which by the way, I'm a terrible mom because I really don't enjoy playing with them very much.  Playdough is messy and Polly Pockets are really hard to dress, but I do a fantastic wicked stepmother impersonation and they all have to be Cinderella and CLEAN UP!)

Well, better go help Dan finish packing... and by the way Jen if you're reading this thank you for the super cool Kid's party cookbook, I LOVE IT.  I'm so going to be Martha Stewart someday (after all the kids move out, and I have more time).

In Search of a Binky...

Okay, first of all you can't even begin to imagine how many binkies I've purchased in the last 5 years.  And what I've realized is this; binkies are like socks in a dryer --- they disappear.  I am finally down to one of my four children being addicted to a binky, so I feel there is hope for me on the horizon, but seriously, I had 5 or 6 in the "binky basket" on the dresser earlier this week.  Just now as I was trying to put Morgan down for a nap, I found myself crawling around searching under the crib, under Lorelei's bed, in the couch cushions, and finally I spied one in the basket of Polly Pockets.  I should think of it as a game, "Where's the Binky?"  I guess I could come up with a series of these games that moms spend hours playing to entertain themselves.  How about "Where's the clicker?"  or "Which one of you colored on the wall?"  or "How quickly can I fasten four children into four carseats without bumping my head against the ceiling of the van?"  

Meanwhile, it's seriously hot outside, so hot, my DVR box overheated and died.  I've now been without the ability to pause, fast forward, and rewind my TV shows for less than 24 hours and I have to say, I feel a very great loss. (and yes I know, I watch too much TV, but believe it or not, I like background noise in the background of the four screaming kids).

Here's some random, but recent pix of the girls...Seriously, that's the only one I could find of Noelle, it's difficult to get her to remain still long enough for a picture!

New Kids on the Block?

It's Saturday morning, Dan just took his truck to help someone move, and the girls are in their room playing barbies and putting on bathing suits so we can go to the beach later this afternoon. It's all June gloomy outside, so I poured myself a cup of coffee, and flipped on the T.V. 

Now I feel confused.  

There was a music video playing on VH1 and I was about to flip the channel, when I stopped and had to do a double take.  Was that Jordan Knight?  Wait, is that little Joey singing to a bikini clad beauty about summetime?   Wait, don't tell me.... yep, that's Donnie Wahlberg.  Oh my word.

New Kids on the Block have reunited and released a new album.

I loved them in 6th grade, and just so you all know that was in 1988, TWENTY years ago.  I really believed then, that if I met Joey, he would love me, and put me in his videos.

So the question is this, what do I do now?  How much time does it take to get a "I had four kids in four years stomach" back to music video bikini babe material?  I mean, I think this could be my second chance.  Hmm, I think I'll go have a pop tart, and reflect on all of this....

What Were We Thinking?

Okay, so we sort of forgot that we have four kids under the age of 5 and we bit off more than we could chew...

1. Thursday - Lorelei turns 5!  Bring homemade cupcakes to preschool, she wanted them to look like apples with gummi worms coming out, half a bottle of food coloring later, they still weren't red really......whatever.  The pretzel stem was convincing, *note next time use regular gummi worms instead of sour patch worms for a more realistic and disgusting effect.  Also the batter included apple juice & applesauce for a more apply effect.

2. Thursday Night: Pizza Party, highly recommend having kid's birthday parties not at your home.  Also next time I will be sure not to pass out gift bags with plastic ear piercing whistles (now I know why they were so cheap).  Then we drove home, opened gifts, and then loaded the kids up and drove 3 hours to Visalia.

3. Friday Morning: Drove 2 more hours from Visalia to the mountains to spend the day with my parents and celebrate Lorelei's birthday with them again.  The kids saw deer so that was really cool, and got to swing on a giant swing, they loved it.

4. Friday Evening: Drove another hour from Mineral King cabin to Three Rivers cabin, checked in and took 2 hours to get the girls to sleep.

5. Saturday Morning: Went to quaint breakfast cafe, went to cool Doll collector store where I saw price tags for dolls for 2000 bucks, so I spent entire time with the girls there saying, don't touch that, please don't touch that.... don't .... touch, no, don't ..... accumulated 2 more gray hairs.

6. Drove back one hour to Visalia (took scenic route) to Liam Oswald's 1st birthday party!  (See my fellow bloggers links)  Super adorable little boy, the first kid I've seen at a 1st bday party more interested in the candle on his cake than the cake itself.  Girls had fun, good food, good weather, cute cake....

7. Drove back to Three Rivers (another 35 minutes) went swimming for a few hours, wore kids out.  Went to dinner.

8. Sunday morning: Drove another hour to see the Giant Sequoias.  Who knew big trees wouldn't be very interesting to 2 and a half year old girls. (I did, but I'm not going to say I told you so Dan, because that would be petty).  Then drove back to Visalia, took almost 2 hours.

9. Saw my dad's cool new dental office.  

10.  Drove home (3 more hours). 

Total in van time: about 14 hours.

Guess what I did this morning?  Went to get car washed.  Very necessary.  

In all there were intervals of fun, and lots of intervals of crankiness, irrational crying, splinter removals, more irrational crying, mom yelling, dad yelling, mom and dad yelling, mom and dad laughing because if they didn't laugh, they too would join in with the irrational crying.  Hey we tried, but now we need a vacation from our vacation.

 

The Disney Store is Closing!

  Okay, so last night, Kat (*my sitcom neighbor) calls and is all like, "The Disney store in Thousand Oaks is closing, everything's on sale, what do you need...." So guess where I went first thing this morning?  I couldn't possibly pass up the chance that there might be fantastic deals awaiting me at the mall.  So then I was like sneaking stuff to the register for future birthdays.  I love that 2 & a half year olds are so easily distracted that you can actually buy their presents right in front of them.  Anyway, good times all around.

And good times were had this weekend, it was my birthday, I turned 32.  Here's 2 signs that I'm getting old.  First of all on Friday night a couple of my girlfriends and I went to dinner.  The waiter was like staring at me for a minute, and then he said, "hey do I know you, you look familiar?"  For an instant my ego kicked in and I thought, is this young kid honestly trying to hit on me?  But then that bubble was quickly burst when he said, "Mrs.Leaman right?  I had you in 8th grade for English class, I just graduated from college...."

   Uhh, yeah, okay, thanks.

Then on Saturday night, my bestest and only little sister watched the rugrats for me so that Dan & I could go out on a date.  We went to dinner and then a movie.  We arrived at the theater at a weird time, so we missed Ironman and Prince Caspian and so we choose some movie, The Visitor which I'd heard Regis say was good.  When we gave our tickets to the teenager to rip for us, I ask, hey have you heard anything good about this movie?  He shrugs, and says, "I don't know, old people like it."  Dan & I were cracking up, and guess what?  I loved it, so there it is folks, I'm officially aging....

     Meanwhile, counting down to the birthday that actually counts, Lorelei turns 5 on the 5th, who knew preparing goodie bags could be so stressful?

And speaking of stress, on a serious note, I'm reading a book called Crazy Love by Francis Chan, he wrote this great reminder for us:

  Worry implies that we don't quite trust that God is big enough, powerful enough, or loving enought to take care of what's happening in our lives.

   Stress says that the things we are involved in are important enough to merit our impatience, our lack of grace towards others, or our tight grip of control.

 

* footnote: When I refer to Kat as my sitcom neighbor, what I mean is she's like the neighbor character in a sitcom that comes by every day.  She compares herself to Erkel, but in her defense, I compare her more to Ethel on I Love Lucy, except thinner, prettier, and far more stylish.  Hmm, I guess that makes Chet Fred Mertz.