Costumes

Well it has happened. The dreaded Halloween costume hunt. This year we decided that the moment our kids saw the one they couldn't live without being, we would just get it and put ourselves out of our misery.

Raiden was easy. He has wanted to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle since the movie came out. The hard part was that he wanted to be which ever one is the purple turtle. Well I don't know if they put one of those out. So we just grabbed one of what was available.

Judge....ahhh...Judge. He has desperately and passionately declared that he wants to be a dragon. His reasoning is, is that if he is a dragon he blows fire...and that he can eat up ninja turtles...not lying. That is what he has told me. So we got him a dragon costume... It arrived today... And the first words out of his mouth are..."I don't want to be a dragon, I want to be a ninja turtle." But I think we have managed to talk him into being a dragon again. Now they are starting on asking what Ender is going to be. I told them a lion, cause we have one already. And Judge tells me, "He can't be a lion, he has to be baby Simba." So I guess baby Simba he shall be!

Soccer

Oh! I forgot to announce Raiden's exciting news. He scored his first goal tonight. He was so excited when I came home from work. He could wait to tell me how he had scored a point for his team and that they had won!

Work

Nothing gets me more upset than a lazy co-worker.

Granted not all of us have jobs we adore, or love going to day after day. But at least have enough pride to not do a half-assed job of it.

I have a co-worker that I am not sure knows the meaning of work. When it takes him three hours to do a hour and a half job, what is he up to. I like to avoid certain aspects of the job as well, but I figure hey! The sooner I get it done the sooner it is over. Isn't that the correct attitude?

But, on with the story. I work in a library. We are supposed to wear shoes so that if books fall our feet wont be injured as badly. He wears flip-flops. We are supposed to rotate out the newspapers nightly...He just puts the new one in and leaves the old. We are supposed to alphabetize, and keep organize assigned sections of the library...He has yet to touch his. Trying to help someone find a cd is getting to be ridiculous. When the country, rock, and rap run together you now there are going to be issues.

I don't know. I just hate feeling like I do my job and then start to try to do someone elses just to help out the patrons who come to library.

If you get paid to do something, I figure you should preform the tasks you are getting paid for, and not skimp on the job at hand...

Being Mom

You know there are days that you wonder. Why am I doing this?
Today was one of those days. Once again doing dishes, cleaning house, getting kids ready for school, feeding, changing, yadda yadda yadda. On these days I do wonder why I do this. I don't enjoy cleaning, or doing the dishes. I don't enjoy being a housewife. I despise it.

But I do love being mom.

When did housewife and mom become interchangeable? Maybe they didn't, but in my world it sure seems like one means the other. I can see why moms can get postpartum depression. This gets crazy and very unenjoyable. Most of all overwhelming.

I want to be able to enjoy my baby and my kids without worrying about the state of my house, laundry, or wether or not dinner is going to be ready any time soon. I hate feeling like I need to stick to a schedule so things get done..and then there is no me time for you. Because the moment you might get it, you feel guilty for all the things that aren't done, that you should have done...why does the cycle never end?

Is it cause we are moms? or women? I don't know. But somedays, I want to just be mom, and not the maid....

Sunday Rush

What is it about Sunday mornings that make life crazy. Maybe it is the fact that our church starts at 8. We have yet to get there on time....

Today our bishop, who is Kale's boss, asked us if we would speak sometime in October...I hate being asked that...So I think we will be speaking at the end of the month...at least once you've done it, it is done.

We put Ender into his johnny-jumper today for the first time. Talk about heaven. He was really suprised at first that when he kicked his legs he bounced. But then he really got into it. He was giggling and laughing most of the time. Then his brothers came along and tried to assist him. That could get dangerous. So I had to keep them away from him.

Pictures

Well, it is that time of year again. No not football, but the annual trying to get your kids picture taken.

It would have gone a lot smoother if the Walmarts in our area hadn't closed their portrait studios. So we went up to Cedar City. We figured that way we can get their pictures done and get a CHS football game in too.

Oh My Gosh! Ender is the best baby ever I have decided. He was so cooperative. He smiled and giggled so much. The hardest thing was to keep his hands out of his mouth. I can't wait to get his pictures back. Then...dum..de...dum dum... Judge! Very frustrating. If a child is going to give me gray hair, he will be the one. Threw a fit from beginning to end...No matter what...We did get some good photos...but nothing in comparison to Ender's. So we will see in a few weeks how well they turned out...

We also took in a soccer practice today. It was so cute to see Raiden kicking the ball around. Even better was watching him get excited about making a goal... I got to give the kid credit...He knows how to celebrate a good thing...

Movies

While doing laundry, dishes, and other assorted mom tasks we watched a few movies today. Bridge to Terabithia and The Last Mimzy. I hate to say it, but as far as kid movies go I was sorely disappointed. Bridge to Terabithia is not, and let me repeat...is not a kid movie or book. Although the story is good and the movie isn't bad I am not going to let my five year old watch it.

The Last Mimzy was cute and I will probably watch it again, but is still is out of my kids realm a bit.

Don't forget everyone....next week, Thursday...CSI!!!