Reality

   I started this blog with the thought of selling it one day and making money, so that our super tight budget might actually get a break.  Then I got a reality check from my mother-in-law.  It wasn't harsh it was just the truth, I need to be funny to sell myself and while my blog is nice it's not really funny.  A lot of the time I like to make fun of the sad, annoying, painful situations in my life, so here is goes....

  Every morning Chad and I start our day running.  The alarm goes off and we run to the shower, then get dressed fast and at this point with at least one child circling us.  We run to get our kids dressed for their days and then we run down stairs to get breakfast ready, eaten, teeth brushed, snacks packed and back packs ready for the day.  By 7:34 Chad has been gone for 1/2 an hour and I am starting the 10 minute load into the car, because God knows it takes at least 10 minutes to get 5 of us in the car and buckled.  It's not even that I have to buckle all 4 kids it just takes that long to get them to move themselves into the car.  Kolin can't buckle of course and he has now started a campaign to sit in the middle seat in the third row of our van with out a car seat.  I get it, he just wants to sit with his bros, but physically it's a bitch to get him from the middle third row to the right second row.  Then there is Kellen who refuses to buckle himself.  Some days he's "3" and a big boy, so he can do it but most of the time he's a baby and needs mommy. 
 
  Once we drop Cade off at school we come home and that's when my day takes a dramatic drop in activity.  Now we wait.  Cam or Kel, depending on the day, don't start school till 9, so we normally watch The Cat in the Hat and Martha on PBS.  Of course as of this morning that's going to change since our downstairs tv died. 

  So this morning with the light drizzle coming down and no tv my kids blew up the house and terrorized all until it was time to once again load the car to take (today) Cam to school.  Since I used to work at the preschool that the boys go to I'm pretty close with everyone, especially Tracy in the church office.  We usually check in daily with her as part of our daily routine, even if it just means yelling hi.  This morning while scrambling to stay warm and say hi Cam decided to bite Kel on the butt.  REALLY!  Was that really necessary?  Of course at the time I didn't realize how bad the bite was or I would have been in the church bathroom putting soap in his mouth.  After leaving the office we ran (because boys don't walk) to Cam's classroom where Kellen fell in a puddle.  I handed Cam off to his awesome teacher and rushed home to get Kel out of his wet clothes.  Then we have two and a half hours till we pick up Cade.  After putting Kolin down for a nap, doing the dishes, and coloring with Kellen I made sure he didn't have to pee and then off we were again to get Cade.  Of course life is never easy and we have to wait AGAIN for Cam to get out at 12, thank God for DVD players in cars. 

  Since preschool has started I have learned to wait in the car until the absolute last minute because my children see the courtyard at St. Stephen's and they are suddenly possessed and can't listen.  They run amok, they almost take adults out with their zeal to play.  Today was no different even though I spend a large amount of time telling my kids to stop running around and just stay near me, while trying to hang onto a squirming 30 pound 15 month old. And that is of course when Kellen decided that he needed to pee, but instead of getting me to take him to the bathroom he just whipped it out in the middle of the courtyard.  With the many 1 kid parents looking on with disdain I told him to put it away.  At that moment I wanted to laugh and cry because I'm sure I looked like that mom who can't control her kids, but really 4 boys is crazy and this was a small smudge in my day.  So yes I was bothered by those bitchy moms who judge, but really it was funny and I am smart enough to get it.