one more for the road

One last picture, we hope. Tomorrow, Punk goes back to the orthopedic surgeon to see if his wrist is healed enough to take the cast off. I know that he is more than ready and so am I. With soccer and track seasons approaching the midway mark, I know that he is itching to resume play on the fields. Not that I can blame him one bit either. Its been a LONG year of injuries for him and I don't even have to imagine that he is ready for a break (and a chance to see his arm again).

one last picture

If all goes well, tomorrow afternoon, he will be cast free and heading off to his track meet. I really hope that we don't have a repeat of last time. I seriously don't see how we could since this break was an "easier" one than the first and since it took us a week to cast it (and it should only need to be cast two to three weeks).

I miss watching Punk play soccer. I miss watching him participate in track (even if I only got to see the one meet). I know that the warm weather is coming and with that, swimming and beach time. I know that he is ready for that.

I will breathe easier tomorrow after this is over. 

midwinter break day 2

Today's theme seemed to be video games and how best can we use them as weapons. Even the baby of the group was fiercely possessive of "his" DS and really let you know when the game was not going according to plan! Of course, SweetPea was just as angelic when we switched our my white DS for one of the broken blue ones (broken because the touch screen is kind of shoddy on when it will play.... a feature that PorkChop needed to be able to use to color). And don't let Punk and Peanut fool you... they could get just as rowdy when one of their Pokemon, Digi-mon, or whatever they had killed the other. Because, you know, the object of a fight is NOT to kill the other player but just to fight indefinitely, never going anywhere, never making any headway, just battling. Kind of like how today was here.....

mini gamers

Thankfully, our little video game wars took a break for dance class. Blessed peace and quiet until PorkChop decided that he didn't want to be AT the dance studio tonight, he wanted to be IN the dance class. And leading a tot-sized rebellion with the other toddler there, they made their way into the classroom time and time again. Again though, it wasn't all bad.... SweetPea did listen to her teacher this week (four and a week old means that you have better listening ears than four years old), although she did miss out on her favorite part of class, Freeze Dance, because she kicked her own ankle and made it too tender to stand on (could have also been the fall off the kitchen step this morning while playing dragons).

Tonight though is going to a rough one and I know it. PorkChop has his ultrasound appointment in the morning which means that my little Gremlin cannot have anything to eat after 7am. How I am going to get my little boob monster to realize that he cannot have his morning boob/snuggle session with his sissy and I, I am not sure. My plan for now is to keep him up way past his bedtime in hopes that he will sleep in tomorrow (and might even continue to sleep on the hour drive to the hospital). My alarm is also set for 645 (blah!) so I can give him a quick suck suck before the cut off time. With luck, we can do this with minimal tears.... And I think that Porker will be ok too.

Midwinter break day 1

All this week, the older four kiddos have a break from school. Pretty lucky since I remember midwinter break being a four day weekend. But nope, my spoiled pack  has a full week off from school. Which is nice for them and nicer for me because it means that I get to sleep in, not feel rushed, can enjoy their company..... Break up fights all day, cater to their whims, basically live in the kitchen/laundry room..... Ok, so its not that bad but its definitely not all roses either.

Best way to keep the four that are here this week from totally dismantling the house (or each other) has been to keep them busy and occupied. Which is a much harder task than it would seem but when the ages range from almost 13 years to 18 months, finding things to do together without fights becomes a little challenging.

loopsy world... formerly known as my kitchen

Thankfully, the littlest two resumed their normal morning routine of playing with the Loopsies at the kitchen table while I cleaned house. SweetPea wasted no time introducing her four new minis to the rest of the village. And PorkChop dove right in too, claiming his two or three (sometimes four) favorites to play with himself. The older two headed off with video games in hand and pretty much kept to themselves until they knew that it was time for a feeding. Then I would see their bright and shining faces right along with the littles.

For the afternoon, we decided to have a movie day while the littles took turns napping on the couch. First up, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows while PorkChop slept in my arms. Second, Perks of Being a Wallflower while SweetPea napped next to me. Peanut didn't make it through either movie 100% (which wasn't a great shock since I don't tend to medicate her when she is on a break from school) but Punk sat and enjoyed our afternoon together.