tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72239634743591351072024-03-14T04:32:56.943-04:00Chocolate PartyThis is my own little world fueled by Chocolate and Coffee.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.comBlogger225125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-68522301647896755502012-12-09T08:50:00.003-05:002012-12-09T08:50:59.638-05:00Fun times!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-24668894065836678352012-12-07T20:15:00.002-05:002012-12-09T08:39:55.161-05:00Lies! Of lies. Either T herself has ripped the picture herself or a supporter did it. So I hope the person who sent this into to T comes forward and leaves their name here.<br />
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Where's the evidence you say? <a href="http://morganingram.com/wordpress/?p=2484" target="_blank">Look at the picture that is posted here</a>.<br />
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Ok Good. I have another place for you to<a href="http://crazy-frankenstein.com/christmas-candles-wallpapers.html" target="_blank"> look at over here.</a><br />
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You want page 1 picture number 6. <a href="http://crazy-frankenstein.com/free-wallpapers-files/christmas-candles-wallpapers/christmas-candles-wallpapers-2-1024x768.jpg" target="_blank">Or a direct link is here</a>. The direct link has the name of the website it is from in the URL and has the website name on the bottom of the pic.<br />
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Some one is lieing. It's either T (my suspect) or a supporter of her bullshitting story. Which one do you think it is? If a supporter sent it in please step forward.<br />
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See I'm not making this up.<br />
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Sometime after I posted this the picture was changed. I should have done a screenshot. I know T is reading for sure now. *waves*.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-46533423240510748732012-12-07T05:38:00.001-05:002012-12-07T05:38:32.286-05:00Morgan Ingram Case<a href="http://truthformorgan.wordpress.com/tag/morgan-ingram/" target="_blank">Read The blog</a>. Then read <a href="http://morganingram.com/wordpress/" target="_blank">the other blog</a>. Then <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRo84xdaAXc" target="_blank">watch</a> the Dr.Phil show There are many parts but the first part shows the other parts. Be sure to take notes while you are reading and watching. Then read<a href="http://voices.yahoo.com/exclusive-interview-toni-ingram-mother-with-11911175.html?cat=9" target="_blank"> this article</a>.<br />
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I'm telling if you do this you too will notice what myself and others see. But you won't 'find us on that blog asking TI questions. But that is NOT ALLOWED. You may ONLY leave a comment if it's dripping in sugar, sucking up to TI and encouraging TI's behavior. Which btw has become quite stalkerish in it's own right.<br />
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Which is why I went from believing every word to questioning it as its been told. It's even harder to follow along when you notice what has changed from place to place to place. It leads to noticing a lie. And then you wonder what else is a lie which leads to finding more lies. Then you are left with only 1 truth. M is gone.<br />
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The biggest piece of this puzzle for me is this:<br />
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Dr. Phil asked for hard evidence to take to the police on the spot. The response after much hemming and hawing was "We are parents not investigators" and late on when asked if there was enough evidence if the case was to make it to court and the answer again was no as they are parents not investigators.<br />
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Yet on the blog it's all about evidence. Evidence she can't produce. My best guess is she can't produce it because there is no more evidence today than there was a year ago.<br />
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She even has spoken to mediums and claims they back up her theory. Here's the thing tho there is a disclaimer that says its for entertainment purposes only.<br />
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I'm sorry M is no longer with us and her parents are having a very hard time accepting what happened.<br />
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I'm angry that innocent bystanders are being blames and ran thru the mud.<br />
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And I'm not even sure what word to use but I HATE that as a reader that the story keeps changing.<br />
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I just wish the other followers of that blog could actually see what I see and so many others too.<br />
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Disclaimer: I'm not one of the accused nor am I related to any of them. Tis is in Colorado. I'm in the Northeast. My entire extended family also lives on the East Coast. It's sad I have to include this disclaimer to try to prevent from being added to the list.<br />
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I do hope you do the homework. If you do come back and ask any question you have.<br />
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Edited: I wrote this up the other day while I was dealing with a nasty headache. I was goint to rewrite what I wrote but decided to just add on to it this morning.<br />
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1. In the police reports which can be found <a href="http://truthformorgan.wordpress.com/tag/morgan-ingram/" target="_blank">HERE</a>....it clearly states that M was wearing pants and a shirt. No jammies. TI claims the jams are missing and never were found.<br />
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2. She now claims she has evidence that she can't release onto the blog because "someone" told her not to. But if you watch Dr. Phil he asked her to provide evidence so HE could HELP her get the case cracked wide open. If she had this evidence then 1 would think that a sane, non lier would hand it over in order to get the case SHE wants opened....opened. She can't put this "evidence" on the blog because it does NOT exist.<br />
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3. Also noted in the police reports the cops went over TI's tapes and guess what? They were returned to her because they don't have any lick of evidence.<br />
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4. Again if TI had ANY evidence whatsoever Dr. Phil would have helped her open the case again.<br />
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5. Each time TI retells her story it changes. Do the reading up on the case and you will see it. <br />
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There is more but this post is already long enough. If you do what I pointed out you too will begin to see what I and many others see. It's time to fight back. It's sickening the way TI lies! lies! lies.<br />
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Princess is 5 weeks old in this picture. She is in the bottom part of the footstool as the cloth under there is coming off so it makes her a nice cubby hole and hiding spot.<br />
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This was the first time she climbed up in there and was attacking me/the camera every time I tried to get a picture of the cuteness.<br />
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Let me back up. She was missing and I couldn't find her. She had escaped the box that I kept her in as I was hand raising her. I found her in the back yard under a camper. Since I live in the country this has turned into a dump the cats you don't want area. Strays are an issue and when I find a Momma cat that has had her babies here I try to rescue them so they don't grow up here in the wild.<br />
<br />Momma was black and I tried to catch her with a live trap but she was too smart for that. So I gathered up the babies and took them to the Vet so they could be placed with Foster Mommies. Princess was the only one who wasn't like the others and I instantly fell in love and kept her for myself.<br />
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Anyway she was "lost" and I decided that while I was hunting her down I had to capture her hideing spot on camera so I had it at the ready.<br />
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30 mins later I was pushing the foot stool out of the way to check under the couch when something attacked my fingers. So I got down and looked at the foot stool. Couldn't see anything at first so I pulled the cloth bottom and sure enough a kitty leg stuck out to strike me.<br />
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Even now she likes to climb in there and sleep. It's ONE of MANY safe spots she has. It's rather fun first thing in the morning to walk past the stool to get to the bathroom with sleepy eyes and get attacked. I also notice how much she has changed. Her black mask didn't develop until later on.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-6108935775886643102012-11-28T12:36:00.001-05:002012-11-28T13:25:49.086-05:00Elf on the shelfWe are doing this and it's so much fun! Stanley the Elf and Snowflake the Snowman are a blast to have around until Christmas. Can't wait to see what they get up to this year! It's possible another of their friends to join us this year but travel plans and such are still being planned. <br />
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Looking through my pictures I realize I need to get the cam out and get MORE recent pics. In the mean time I have this as a wall paper on my phone and love it. momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-25253026554408404182012-11-23T11:15:00.000-05:002012-11-23T11:15:28.530-05:00Sunset<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hope everyone had a great day yesterday. Are you Black Friday shopping? I decided I wasn't gonna venture out this year. I'm Anticrowd and don't feel like dealing with it.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-24303062041285955942012-11-22T13:07:00.001-05:002012-11-22T13:07:21.344-05:00Candid CamI don't normally share pictures where the boys are being goofy so I thought I would do so today as a way to make up for missing yesterday. I was busy cleaning for today so I wouldn't have to deal with it today.<br />
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This was last year and I was trying to get just ONE picture of the boys at least smiling and looking at the cam like good boys. I have at least a hundred shots from this photo shoot. Most are similar to this one. Only a handful turned out to be close enough to what I was looking for.<br />
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I hope today brings you as much fun and smiles. Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours!momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-19478113966072987982012-11-20T07:09:00.001-05:002012-11-20T07:09:30.065-05:00Meet our Princess......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ahh this is da life in da box!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Iz in Kitteh Jail HELPS.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I iz da stalker</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Amazonz got me a box yay!</td></tr>
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Boxes and bags are her things. If there IS soda in the soda boxes she will continue to try to get in there until it's almost gone then she will meow at you until you give in and empty the box for her. If the box is in the fridge she will try to climb in after it until you either<br />
A: Shut her in the fridge. She is Ninja and you don't always know she is there.<br />
B: Get tired of closing the fridge door with her IN there that you empty the box and give it her.<br />
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An open door is her open invitation to use her Ninja skillz to get out. I have learned that IF I can't find her and haven't seen her for awhile I best check the dressers in the house. Somehow she gets in them be it they were left open a smidge or she climbed UNDER the dresser and had her pick of which drawer she was gonna lay in. My hoodie drawer is her favorite.<br />
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She understands that when the microwave goes off it's time for her to eat. She is hand raised. I made her special kitty formula in a big batch so I could heat it up for her in feeding sizes. She stalks you with your food. I have her spoiled cause I share.<br />
<br />When the kids are home she hides in boxes and watches them. If they get too close she runs to me and since I wear hoodies now that it's COLD she curls up in the hood part and either watches them or sleeps.<br />
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Whoever named her Princess should be shot. Wait....that would be me so strike that. She has taken her name and turned into an attitude. She is Princess. Do as she says. NOW.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-42291820760558347262012-11-19T05:33:00.001-05:002012-11-19T05:33:19.574-05:0030 Days of pictures I'm going to try to bring my blog back to life. The best way to start that I think is to post a picture or two a day for a month. Some of you will be shocked at how much the kiddos have grown.<br />
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Sammy Sam 7<br />
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Gregory 10<br />
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Curtis 11<br />
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And in a group it is impossible to get all 3 to smile at the same moment. No matter what I do or say. I could stand on my head, dressed as a monkey, doing elephant sounds and they still wouldn't be smiling or looking at the camera at the same time. It is a law that must be obeyed at all times. I'm still not sure what happens if the law is broken as they have yet to break it. momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-1490113577686208342012-11-18T12:24:00.000-05:002012-11-18T12:31:37.549-05:00It was the Turtles I tell you!Not sure what to tittle this yet. I will tho by the time I finish writing this post.<br />
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It appears by using my own platform to let readers of the blogosphere know that NOT all comments are posted on a blog because the Author of the blog ONLY allows supporting comments only....I'm now a victim blamer. If you leave a comment asking a question that you as a reader have it won't be posted. SOME questions are posted. But not all. You have to be a unicorn with rainbows and butterflies coming out your rearend before you and after you ask your question. I'd rather be able to just come out with "Why wasn't a camera ever put on the window if that is where the tapping was happening". But that's not allowed to be asked. I finally had enough of the bullshit and decided to bring my questions here where at some point those in the blogosphere will land here and see what is REALLY going on. ONLY supporting comments are allowed. You can NOT just leave a question. I know it's her blog blah blah blah.<br />
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But what's the point of putting the story out there if you won't allow those with questions to be heard? I am Team Morgan. Team for truth. Team for let's do another investigation. I'm not against the cause. The cause however is biased. If a reader can't ask a question and get a response back why bother even allowing comments?<br />
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Oh that's right. Your comment will make it if you are supportive and demanding justice for the Others to be prosecuted even with the lack of evidence that a crime was even committed.<br />
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I'm sorry I'm not blindly jumping on the band wagon and drinking the koolaid. I have a right to ask questions. One would think if what you were really writing was the truth 100% then ALL questions and comments would be approved. <br />
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The good news is that I know I'm not the only one who feels this way. I'm just the only one willing to risk it by using my own blog in the blogosphere to let others know what's going on.<br />
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A grief stricken mother is unable to accept the truth. Yet has NO EVIDENCE to back up her claims which I feel very very soon will land her in hot water. I'd be a kool-aid drinking band wagoner if there was evidence to support her claims. There is none. She tried oh so hard to provide it but in the end she can't. It's sad really. I'm here if you want to discuss the "evidence" she has on her blog. They were taken out of context and given a story of their very own in order to fit the "stalking" case. <br />
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Even Morgan herself wasn't that afraid. This is backed up in the actual police reports of the "stalking". The Detective on the case would ONLY be notified by EMAIL the NEXT day. Rarely AS IT WAS ALL HAPPENING. And she herself barely discussed it with the detectives. <br />
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Her theory of the "stalking" and "murdah" wants us to forget reality and how much of it is nearly impossible. Well unless you really are a Ninja. A well trained one. Never make mistakes EVER. 10000% perfect in all your Ninja skills. Which reminds me of something...........<br />
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Seriously I think I just figured the case out. It was the TMNTs that did this. Now which one was it? I think it was the one in purple. You? (And this gives me the tittle of the post good deal!) LOL<br />
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<br />momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com0New York, USA43.2994285 -74.217932640.3416705 -79.2716436 46.257186499999996 -69.164221599999991tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-40849451669401427312012-11-16T15:19:00.001-05:002012-11-17T11:54:30.605-05:00Hello Blogosphere, I miss you!A lot has happened since the last time I posted. All of that is for another day.<br />
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Today I'd like to focus on something else entirely. And I'm positive this is going to blow up but that's okay. I want everyone to know that ANY and ALL comments that are left here will be posted. I will not edit them I will not delete them. Every last comment is welcomed.<br />
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Are you ready to hear to what I have to say? I hope so.<br />
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First off a few places for you to read up on. You will want to do this before you read what I have to say about it. No I take that back. I will give you a brief run down.<br />
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Have you heard of Morgan Ingram yet? If you watch Dr. Phil then I'm sure you have. If not well Morgan is a girl who passed away December 2, 2011. It was ruled a suicide and unfortunately her parents don't accept that and are claiming it's murder via stalking.<br />
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Before we go any further I want you to personally read the reports on this case. You can find them at <a href="http://truthformorgan.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Truth For Morgan</a>. I know it's a ton of reading but you really should read them before you visit my next link. It's the place where Morgan's Mom is writing what she feels has taken place. But Truth For Morgan really should be read first. Go on and I'll wait for you.<br />
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You back? Ok good. Now you may visit<a href="http://morganingram.com/wordpress/" target="_blank"> Morgan's Mom's blog</a>. But before you do there is only 1 thing I want you to know. Comments over there are not as open as they are here. If you question the Mom she won't approve your comment. If you don't believe what she is saying she won't post your comment. And the best of all? If you don't support her in ANY way you become part of the Ninja Stalker Gang. <br />
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Look I feel for her that she lost her daughter. I'm a Mom myself and I can't imagine the hell I'd be in personally if I were to well I'm not even go there.<br />
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ALL that matters is that help is offered and given and taken. I fear for what may be in the future if this is continued to go on.<br />
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I only supplied you with 2 links. But I assure you with Mr. Google's help you will find MUCH MUCH more on this. When you are done I'd welcome your comments/thoughts on the matter.<br />
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The ONLY rule I have is that NO names other than Morgan's may be used here. None. <br />
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I hope to have a decent conversation talking about this case here.<br />
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Happy Reading!<br />
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Edited to add in response to a new post.....looking for the real truth and looking for real answers is not victim blaming. I do think a new investigation should be opened in order to put this to rest once and for all. I'm sorry Morgan committed suicide. I'm sorry her parents can't/ won't accept the truth. I'm sorry they are on this grief filled path. I'm sorry Morgan is no longer with us. Bottom line is the truth is the ONLY thing that matters. Read the links. Come to your own conclusions and lets have a real conversation about it. I'll wait for you. None of the comments that have been left by me and others are NOT victim blaming comments. Just ones asking questions. Questions that the writer of the other blog refuse to allow other readers to read. I 100% support a new investigation looking at all not just one or two or 10 but all then circling out from there.<br />
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I'm here ready to have 100% open conversation about this. I feel confident enough to put this out there so we can.<br />
<br />momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-9116574583839365042009-03-04T18:58:00.000-05:002009-03-04T19:00:25.515-05:00Bad Blogger….Bad<p>I know the last time I was on this blog was when I wrote about getting the puppies. I had planned on writing about their training from the stuff like sit and shake to the housebreaking. What I did not know then is that having 2 puppies and 3 boys in the house……ALL MALE was going through me for a loop. I do have Sucker on my forehead. If my camera was working I would be able to show proof.</p> <p>Rocko is smart. I can’t  keep up with him as he wants to learn everything there is to learn RIGHT now and there is now waiting end of story. Even when he has to go potty you better be ready to go out the door otherwise he will leave a present. But I’m getting better and faster. The boys are too. What? Of course they are going to help take care of them! Though they are not so little anymore…the puppies. I can’t have the boys taking them outside alone unless I want to spend the next 30 mins to an hour to get them  back in the house. Rocko can sit, stay (almost), come to my side (I say side pat my leg and he  knows to come up and sit by my side and not move), shake, roll over and sit pretty. Oh and come. <br /> <br />Balto on the other hand he has no  need to learn. He looks at me with his head tilted like I’m Looney and dropped out of the sky at that very moment.  He can sit and shake but it takes a lot of coaching (oh hell just read lots of treats!!!!)</p> <p>I have done lost my mind. And now that I’m not going outside in the snow every 10 mins I have time to find my mind again. I know I know I have said that a few times only to disappear again.  I don’t think anyone could deal with 2 puppies, 3 boys and a Hubby and still have time for blogging. Lots to catch up on here on this blog but I promise….cross my heart, hope to die and if I do stick a needle in my eye, that I will be back! <br /> <br />The kids real quick as it’s about time to go back out in the cold here is a run down:</p> <p>Curtis is not holding his own in school. Waiting for a meeting to address this. <br />Gregory is holding his own and more!!!! 110% better than last year….woo HOoo!!!!!!!!! <br />Sam is in school and talking up a storm. And can you believe that this child is NOT Potty Trained??? Stubborn and willful child. More on this later. <br />I now own a laptop, Wii and the Wii Fit. <br />DH is working like a mad man.</p> <p>That’s all until Tomorrow at 9am I promise!!!!!!</p> momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-75476615168717947522009-01-04T11:11:00.004-05:002009-01-04T11:46:26.078-05:00Meet Balto!I must have sucker tattoed on my forehead. I got talked into by DH to bring another puppy home from the litter that Grandma has. This one is Balto. Rocko and Balto. I hate that their names rhyme but it's what he was named by MiL. In fact they both come running when I say just one name so it does make it that much easier. But also that much harder to teach them who is who.<br /><br />Gregory is so very happy! From birth he has laid claim to Balto! He's my friend! When I came in the door with him on Jan. 2, Gregory shouted from the roof tops: My friend is here my friend is here!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Curtis is happy cause we have two puppies! And Sam is too! Though he is confused cause Balto is the same light brownish color as Grandma's dog Dozer (German Shepard/Collie mix) and is calling him Dozer.<br /><br />Tomarrow the kids go back to school which will give me time to train the pups. Not just the usual sit, stay, shake bit either. In, up, down, house, home,yard and every other command I can come up with. Fun times around here!<br /><br />Forgot to add the photos.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2167.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2167.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Balto is on the left and Rocko on the right (looking at the picture)<br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2166.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2166.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />One more thing they are husky and black lab mix. Balto has the husky markings with the lab hair. Rocko is marked like a lab with husky hair.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-64207201386640802302009-01-01T09:27:00.005-05:002009-01-01T10:25:11.499-05:00Hello Friends!First off Happy Holidays! You know the ones from November to today. So Happy New Year!!!!<br />Can you believe it's 2009!!!<br /><br />I know you are wondering where I have been. Well let's just say Life happened and I needed to live it! So what life? Well where do I start?<br /><br />Curtis: Struggling in school because of the transition from one school to another. I knew it was too good to be true with his teacher telling me Oh he is doing so well and talking to everybody and making friends! No need to worry! Only to find out after problems here at home and asking his teacher about it did I find out that I did in fact have something to worry about. Just before Christmas vacation he was turning around once I straighted it out...will have to see if he continues once he goes back. It took me forever but I finally got him placed in the 12:1:1 class full day instead of half day! So hopefully this works!<br /><br />Gregory is a true butterfly! He is doing awesome in school and I know I can believe his teacher! He is writing his name now using letters instead of circles, writing numbers and making true shapes instead of it all being circles! Stick figures are coming out too! His shyness is gone now! Instead of hiding behind me when he meets someone new he talks and ask questions too! To the point to where the new person will ask me if he is ever quiet!<br /><br />Sam is busy keeping me on my toes! He is still not potty trained but he is training! But please keep that on the down low otherwise he will know and stop it! Every time I tell someone he stops so hopefully I'm safe!<br /><br />It's great living next door to Grandma and Grandpa! They are helping to keep the boys busy! They are helping them collect wood and stack it up! If Grandpa does this without them they let him know how upset they are. After doing this a few times he now calls and tells me so I can bring them out! Grandma had a litter of 9 pups! Husky/Black Lab pups! They are 7 weeks and 4 days old! 1 of them is a dark gray with true Husky markings. One is a light brown with true husky markings. The others are all black with white chests. Some have white feet too. I could tell so many stories about the pups but will save that for another day!<br /><br />Which brings me to the newest: We have a new family member!!! His name is Rocko! Yep we got one of the pups and Grandma gave him to the boys on Christmas Morning! Rocko is one of the black and white pups. And he has sharp blue eyes! Grandma and I picked him because from the time his eyes opened to now, he always sat near Sam and took whatever Sam dished out. (No he was not abused because I always stepped in and taught Sam to be gentle though even his gentle is rough). The others would knock Sam down with all their kisses and jumping on him. Even now they still do! It's a puppy attack on Sam though he loves every minute of it!<br /><br />Man it felt good to sit down and empty my brain just a little bit! I promise I will come back and tell a few stories of things that have happened! In the mean time for your veiwing pleasure here are some pictures!!<br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2151.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2151.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2157.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2157.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2153.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2153.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2062.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2062.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2132.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2132.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2157.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2157.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_2068.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_2068.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-50826320141243248452008-11-02T08:29:00.003-05:002008-11-02T08:30:53.110-05:00Fall PicturesFall 2008 Pictures of Curhttp://www.blogger.com/moderate-comment.g?blogID=7223963474359135107tis, Gregory and Sam.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1549-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1549-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Gregory<br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1560-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1560-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The boys<br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1552.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1552.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Curtis and Gregory<br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1564.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1564.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />The boys<br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1566-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1566-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Curtis<br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1567.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1567.jpg" alt="The Boys" border="0" /></a><br />Gregory<br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1568.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1568.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sam<br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1506.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1506.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Trick or Treat!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1521.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1521.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />Curtis<br /><br /><a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/?action=view&current=IMG_1427.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/momto4kidsny/IMG_1427.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sammomto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-10637773613755518832008-10-31T10:19:00.002-04:002008-10-31T10:29:04.825-04:00Howdy Hi Friends!!<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Happy</span> Halloween!! I have been very busy getting the place in order and organized and unpacked!<br /><br />Now that it's done I have a ton of pictures to upload but will save that for another day.<br /><br />Grandma came over last night and helped the kids make their jack o lanterns. Lots of ill yuck that's gross. This is a <a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/dirtyjobs/dirtyjobs.html">Dirty Job</a>, Mom. Like I was crazy to have them clean out the pumpkins. Have you ever watched this show? Have a thing about not watching anything gross? Then I say you should watch but be warned some of those jobs make me gag! Curtis and Gregory happily took the guts out with a spoon. Sam well let's just say he would stared at it like it came from outerspace. Though towards the end he got a kitchen spoon and took one seed at a time out. Hard working toddler he is! The boy had a blast though with Grandma. I'm trying to figure out who had more fun her or them?<br /><br />Tonight the kids and I are going trick or treating. I'm taking them by.my.self. Alone. 3 boys with just me. Oh and I'm driving the 2.9 miles to town alone. I'm nervous but I'm sure everything will work out otherwise we don't go anywhere and there will be no trick or treating.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-76683998846273794522008-10-21T11:15:00.002-04:002008-10-21T11:28:50.823-04:00We are all moved in!Good Morning! It's so good to be back. I know my blogging has slowed down alot but it will pick back up soon. Right now I'm unpacking and putting everything in it's place or at least what I can manage on my own as DH has to work. We have been here since Saturday.<br />A run down of things that have happened since the last time I blogged:<br /><br />1. FiL paid for our starter in the car to be replaced.<br />2. FiL had to replace lines in his truck since DH managed to blow one of the lines.<br />3. Water pressure stinks. We have new water lines and there is an 80% chance that the lines that were put in are too small. It's fun to fill the washer up with water using coffee cans so it can do the rinse cycle.<br />4. It's fun to fill the tub up that way too!!<br />5. The boys showed me what to do when the talking smoke alarm goes off when a certain parent is fixing dinner. We run next door to get Grandma and Grandpa in a panic.<br />6. The boys love to play outside. But only if they go get Grandma first.<br />7. There is a huge diffrence in the schools even though they are only about 10 or so miles apart. Kindergardners learn how to write in cursive. 2nd grade spelling words are also definitions as well.<br />8. Sam is really taking off with his potty training. But he has to do it HIMSELF and only when HE feels the need to go.<br />9. DSL is a smidge slower than cable. But hates to open blogs and entrecard. No clue why but hopefully I can figure that out soon enough.<br />10. When a car pulls in the driveway...get this...they are actually here to see ME. Not to get mail.<br /><br />I think this catches everyone up! I still have a ton of stuff to do but honestly I have no idea where to start.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-20259156734713265502008-10-14T08:08:00.002-04:002008-10-14T08:20:42.180-04:00Major Warning Please Read and repost!<span style="font-style: italic;">A mom over in the Baby Center Community posted this and I feel that it's serious enough for everyone to spread the warnings about!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Here is what she says:</span><br /><br /><span><p>So, I really want everyone of you to read this! My son is in the hospital now for over a week in the burn unit because he climbed on top of a brand new bissell vacuum cleaner. </p><br /><p>You would think I'm kidding but I'm not. This happened at the baby sitter's house a week ago from Wednesday and I'm home real fast on a break from the hospital and will head back later on this afternoon. He's received 2nd degree burns and has had surgery and a skin graft already. This has been a nightmare. Because it seems odd (who would think a vacuum cleaner could burn a kid?), Child Protective Services investigated the situation. They took the vacuum and tested it and sure enough, it was run for approx. 12 minutes and heated up to over 200 degrees. Human skin burns at 110 degrees. My son climbed on the vacuum cleaner when his sitter went to the bathroom (granted, I wish she didn't have it out, but that's a different story). Because it has a foot pedal, he accidentally turned it back on (keep in mind, it's already pretty hot) and we think he either got stuck or just panicked because she came out of the bathroom and found him straddling it and laying on top screaming.</p><br /><p>Both of his inner thighs are burned and he can't even walk now. It's so heart wrenching to see my 1 year old who was just cruising around the house a week and a half ago unable to stand up b/c it hurts so bad. He can't even bring his legs together.</p><br /><p>Please keep us in your prayers. I would post pictures of his injury, but I feel they are too horrific and graffic. But please, head my warning.</p><br /><p>Also, the sitter contacted the Bissell corporation and when they found out what happened, they had corporate get on it. Well, corporate isn't willing to do anything about it. Not even post warnings about how hot their vacuums get. This sent me over the edge and made me angry, so now I'm out to let everyone know that their vacuums could be potentially dangerous. This could very well be a design flaw that only is on this vacuum, but it totally angers me that they are not willing to do ANYTHING about it (except give the sitter a replacement vacuum, yeah right!).</p><br /><p style="font-style: italic;">This is the vac <span>Bissell "PowerForce Turbo" Bagless 6585 series. Please please please help spread the word about this! I would hate for any more little ones get burned by this vac because I didn't spread the word through my blog! She posted an update. They are now home and have found a lawyer who is willing to take on a big company!! The grafts are taking and healing!</span></p><p style="font-style: italic;"><span>Please copy and paste to spread the word on this! <a href="http://community.babycenter.com/post/a1675975/major_warning_about_vacume_cleaners?cpg=1">Here is a link to the post</a>! You won't be able to comment without having an account but you can see it!<br /></span> </p></span>momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-20151071207812686322008-10-11T04:38:00.002-04:002008-10-11T05:01:21.576-04:00It's 4am what are you doing? Myself...<p>And I can't sleep. My mind is racing with thoughts so I thought if I wrote them all down I might be able to get back to bed before the kids wake up. So here goes.</p><p><br /></p><p>1. You know what I can't stand? Companies who say they will call you back with the info you need (In my case I need a delivery date of a propane tank so they can install and fill it so I can cook meals) and then never call you back. You have to call them back the next business day. In this case now Monday which could end up being Tuesday. </p><p><br /></p><p>2. Why? Why is that boys mostly the 3 yr old kind, have to dump out the bag of broken toys that I have been working on so hard this week?? Sure I took out the toys that they won't play with and have donated them but I didn't think about the broken ones until a few days ago. And yet I can't seem to make progress cause all it takes is for me to turn my back for one second to get the said 3 yr old a drink and he has it dumped out. I'm. Tired. Of. it.</p>3. We are starting the moving process Thursday! And Friday! I clean this place next Saturday. Today though I clean the new place!!!! And I have some good news....my internets will be turned on that Friday morning so I won't be without the nets for too long. YAY!<br /><br />4. I'm sick of packing. SICK.OF.IT. and I still have the stuff to pack that we use all the time: clothes...though I have started that. I am washing clothes non stop or so it seems so I can leave out a weeks worth of clothes and pack the rest. I swear clothes are like toys and reproduce. Dishes. Pot and Pans. The Computer and everything else with it. And my pictures on the walls.<br /><br />5. I swear if Hubby ever gets the idea to move again after this...I'm not going with him. He can pack his stuff and go but I refuse to do this ever again unless it's to our very own house that we can afford to have ourselves. With the economy though that will be in the next several nevers. And even then I plan to rent the biggest dumpseter I can get my hands on and throw everything away and buy new. All of it new. Minus the PC and pictures. Everything else I won't pack.<br /><br />6. Curtis and Gregory have the screenings for the new school Thursday! I can't wait to have them done because then I will have a way better idea where they are! I can't believe I'm looking forward to that. The 20th is their first day of school in the new school!!!!! Sam will remain where is at! The only thing that changes is the way he gets there. Right now he rides the bus with his brothers. On the 20th he will start riding his own bus. I hope he will like that as much as he does riding with his brothers. I also hope he does not have a problem with it.<br /><br />7. I have been neglecting my online life for the most part. I have been doing the babycenter communnity thing though. I know I'm so bad and I prolly once again lost readers but you know something?? I do this for me.<br /><br />8. Back to the propane thing. I called a few diffrent vendors for that. The first 2 didn't want to give me a tank just for cooking. They insited that I needed something bigger to heat the home. Kerosene is for heating and propane is for cooking. They refused to listen so I refused to give them my business. I then called 3 more. One wanted $500 upfront. That includes tank, installation and a fill up. That is my rent where I currently live. No thanks! One wanted 125 upfront, for 2 tanks (i still don't know why) and the gas for it. I would have to pay for labor of the installation but would have to pay once everything was set. After the first fill up it would cost 6.00 a gal. Tanks are 200 pounds roughly 50 gals of propane each.<br />The last one wants 114 upfront for one tank installation and first fill up. After that it will be 4.10 a gal to fill the 200 pound tank. roughly 50 gals of propane. What am I crazy?? I think I will go with the one that is cheaper upfront and will be cheaper with each fill up.<br />I still need kerosene but will tackle that next week.<br /><br />The last one:<br />Cousin C is making us a medicine cabnet using a mirror that has an odd shape to it. He is awesome with wood working and making things homemade. I am like a child waiting for the sun to rise on Christmas Morning so I finally get out bed and see what Santa brought me. That my friends is how excited I am about this medicine cabnet and can't wait to see what he did with it!momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-84126340197981470422008-10-05T06:36:00.003-04:002008-10-05T06:55:59.588-04:00Teachers, schools and other thingsI have not been spending alot of time online in the past month. School has started and Curtis is having trouble adjusting. Only I did not find out until this past Friday. I am going to the school Monday Morning to hand her a piece of my mind in such a way that she won't even know that I did. Curtis has been physically removed from his class EVERY.SINGLE.DAY! since school started because of meltdowns by the princable. No one bothered to call me. No one bothered to send me a letter or even a phone call. Nothing. Notta. Zip. I had called the teacher because I had a rough morning getting Curtis dressed for school and I wanted her to be aware. She took the time out to inform me of the issues they are having and wanted me to tell her what to do.<br />*bangs head on keyboard*<br />See I used a form of communication. I'm the Mom. It's my job. Maybe I'm crazy in thinking that the school should also use a form of communication with me? No? I didn't think so. I have been struggling with Curtis to get his homework done every day. I have sent in notes to the teacher. I went to open house. Plenty of chances to tell me what is really going in school. Not BS that he is doing well and such a delight to have in class. And we will come up with a plan to get him to do his homework and I will call you. I'm so hot to trot over this.<br />I thought it was a home issue. Daddy's schedule has changed and working overtime right now. So we thought this was the problem. Curtis hates change and does do well with it at all. So we were working through it thinking this was it. Talk about running into a brick wall in the dark. <br />I was working on half the problem.<br />I do have good news and wonderful news!<br />The good news: Sam and Gregory are both adjusting quite well in school. I have met with Gregory's teacher before school started and again at open house and I can trust that she is totally giving me the real deal. Unlike some people. Sam is also doing well in school! Though Mondays he has the hardest time with but really who does on a Monday?? Not me!<br />The Wonderful news. We will be starting our move next weekend! Even though we could totally move next weekend and be done with it...I need just a little more time than that to get the boys' transferred. As much as I am looking forward to this as the new school is so much smaller and maybe it will be a second start for Curtis. I have to be honest. I'm scared to death of moving them. I started 7th grade in a new school new state and I failed big time. I know the boys are younger and will have an easier time than I did. But I'm scared. I want my blankie so I can curl up in a ball until it's over.<br />I have not admited this fear to anyone. It's enough that I fear calling both schools and doing all the paper work and running between the two. It's enough fear to make it a little hard to breathe.<br />I am a smoker (I don't want to hear it. It's the ONE thing that is mine and mine alone and I don't have to share so please keep anything not nice to yourself) and I have been smoking more than I did 2 weeks ago. And we just go the go ahead yesterday.<br />I am starting everything Monday. If I can survive this then I can survive anything!momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-66667548284844253892008-09-19T11:23:00.003-04:002008-09-19T11:48:53.455-04:00Fuck This FridayI was visiting <a href="http://thebellpages.blogspot.com/">HoneyBell</a> this morning and got some inspiration for a "Fuck This" series. It's a list of things that have been pissing me off for through out the week. And because I have not had not one word to say in a week...this totally called out to me!!!!<br /><br />1. The bus driver. Sam has started fussing when his brothers get off the bus at school before him so they can go eat breakfast as school. The one they get at home is not enough even when it consisits of pancakes, eggs and sausage. They HAVE to eat there. Anyways because Sam is fussing she wants me to tell her what do to. I have told her just calmly tell Sam it's okay. Say it a few times and he will stop. Yet every morning and afternoon she wants me to tell her what to do. I don't think she has a brain anymore.<br /><br /><br />2. My pc is on my list. For some reason every few months it will stop reading Hubby's iPod Shuffle. I have figured out each and every time how to fix the issue. But for some reason now that it has happened yet again I can't figure it out. I'm ready to throw it out the window. But then doing that will leave me without all my friends who live in it!<br /><br /><br />3.The length people will go, on a community site that is designed for Mom's and Dad's to get together, chat, give advice, get advice, meet new people when the days of parenting can bring you down.....when they don't get features they want the very absolute second they want it. I have a feeling if I hear one more word about Siggies and Thread Memory I will shoot the next person who says it with a note that says "The team is working on it. Please stop beating the horse dead because believe me it's dead already and has been for months."<br /><br />I secretly wish that it had taken place among bloggers. Because the way it would have been handled would be the topic of the year. Seriously think about what you as a blogger would do if someone claimed you said something and even tried to quote what you said but quoting other bloggers...would do and what you think your readers would do! And all the other bloggers would do knowing the words were put with the wrong person.<br />And then that someone has the nerve to bitch because someone's words were taken out of context.<br />(did you follow that? it's important that you do)<br />I no longer feel like I'm among grown ups. I feel like someone has left me in a room of about a million 2 yr olds.<br /><br /><br />And that my friends is what is pissing me off this week.<br /><br />I had to edit this for spelling and change the tittle.momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-42660458635532264752008-09-10T11:03:00.002-04:002008-09-10T11:20:42.874-04:00First few days of school...It' s been a few days since my last post. I sat down with a book and got lost. I finished that book and got lost in another which I also finished! Reading used to be my thing before kids and it kinda took a very back burner only reading here and there. So how are the kids doing in school?<br /><br />Curtis and Gregory are having good days and are enjoying themselves. This year Curtis will have homework at some point but I'm still waiting for that to show up. I'm thinking they are still settling in. Also waiting for them both to bring home books too. I have nothing to worry about them....yet:)<br /><br />Now Sam. Sam is the one who is going to make my hair turn gray as I already see the grays coming in! The first 2 days Gregory was home with me. Sam goes half days and is in a small class of just 6 kids so he has 5 kids in his class with him! Those first 2 days I thought for sure I was going to go off the deep end and get the duct tape out. When Curtis got home from school, Sam turned mean and nasty. I barely got dinner on the table because I could NOT leave Sam alone with Curtis. Hitting, kicking, pulling hair, screaming, even choking. Sam refused to allow Curtis in the same room with him much less in the same house. Nothing and I do mean nothing I did to correct Sam or try to talk to him worked. He would just go right back at it. Thursday night he attacked me. I got a few bruises from that. Friday when he got home from school I shut everything off and we just sat on the couch together and within minutes he was asleep. I chewed my fingernails and tiptoed around the house not wanting to wake him. Curtis and Gregory got home and Sam woke up. I was prepared for battle. And nothing. Sam hugged his brothers and they all had a great evening. Sam now takes a nap the minute he gets home because quite frankly I'm scared what will happen if he don't.<br />I got word yesterday that Sam is now comfortable in school. He is tuneing out the teacher when asked to do something. He won't sit still for Music. He only eats breakfast there. Sometimes a few bites of lunch. Well let's see.. he tunes me out too. Here at home he dances to music...any kind of music...including music from commercials so I think he knows music is for dancing.<br /><br />As for his lunch...let's see would your 3 yr old eat Spinach Quiche or ruben casserole or pea salad??????<br /><br />Let's be frank here...I won't even eat any of that myself. If they would get a kid freindly lunch menu put together the kids would eat. I now feed him lunch when he gets home on the days I know he won't be eating there.<br /><br />So that is how school is going. I have a feeling it's only the beginning for Sam! I'm ready give me all ya got:)momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-17202163341220184452008-09-05T09:17:00.002-04:002008-09-05T09:33:08.262-04:00Do you hear that?!?!?!?<span style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Silence. Complete silence.<br />It's so quiet here this morning. The kids are in school. Hubby is at work. The tv is off. The only sounds that I can hear is my tap tap tap on the keyboard, the occasional car drive by, the door to the post office opening and closing, car doors closing and the hum of the computer tower. I did not know that I could hear the door to the post office closing much less the hum from the tower. I keep waiting for a Mommmmmy to break the silence or for someone to jump off the top bunk in the bedroom above my head. I have 3 hours to do anything I want and I have things I want to do, stuff that I really should get done and yet I have no idea what to do first. Even as I sit here wanting to write this morning before I do anything my mind is blank. Blank? It's been so long since I could say that I don't have a thought or something to say, that I am clueless. I have dreamed of this day and feared it all at the same time. And now it's here. WTF do I do now?? Looking around I have laundry, dishes, vacuuming, sweeping,mopping, a desk to declutter, books waiting and calling for me to read, blogs to read, and a table that needs to be decluttered as well. And I don't know which one I should do first. I actually have the time to pick something and do it and then pick something else. Where as before I just did it because it had to be done and I could not think about it. Now? I can think and then do. This is so awesome that it's almost freaky to me.<br />Who knew that going from kids in the house to being left alone, completely alone would be overwhelming?<br />Not me.<br /></span></span></span>momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7223963474359135107.post-155185662558229252008-09-03T10:57:00.003-04:002008-09-03T11:08:40.810-04:00WW- First Day of SchoolToday Sam is at preschool and Curtis is attending his first day of 2nd Grade! Gregory is still home with me which is why he is not dressed. I just could not leave him out of the pics.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyMt-xYDOcJIRpTLSYne7MNxf0YfG0nWQh8wXugt_jbOzdmMZg18js2Afal2IE5ESIt0lD6QlKDrGObw3EF8QInsUYXTuCwn7X3fCgphV88WB64mVbRuIwE1cZupAxsE3prd7MUcTLklA/s1600-h/IMG_1025.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyMt-xYDOcJIRpTLSYne7MNxf0YfG0nWQh8wXugt_jbOzdmMZg18js2Afal2IE5ESIt0lD6QlKDrGObw3EF8QInsUYXTuCwn7X3fCgphV88WB64mVbRuIwE1cZupAxsE3prd7MUcTLklA/s400/IMG_1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810721944704914" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8JcUvBhSHJsMF5eyV5-kk7Q0uwmltHgyOOOWf2fShsqloafsfJ72RlT9N_Agbc9k2XbWFXnFAGTLDBOUzDhGPka1hMMOaazERMxsMn7L0upVHCxEnQx7cOtehuTlUVsTj-r5olQ2kBk/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8JcUvBhSHJsMF5eyV5-kk7Q0uwmltHgyOOOWf2fShsqloafsfJ72RlT9N_Agbc9k2XbWFXnFAGTLDBOUzDhGPka1hMMOaazERMxsMn7L0upVHCxEnQx7cOtehuTlUVsTj-r5olQ2kBk/s400/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810738847614562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieeGuu9aDhiKrmXXMNGQwVYds7DV38bo3qNZqGg55UeKaKXL2ushO3-8FmRcXdZwwTJJt7itHnZzTvz_xBCzLu9j1qFiweJ_lNr168YOKVrOCa2mY1SNQVDVsQYqCCqicvYKBuk96jsts/s1600-h/IMG_1056.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieeGuu9aDhiKrmXXMNGQwVYds7DV38bo3qNZqGg55UeKaKXL2ushO3-8FmRcXdZwwTJJt7itHnZzTvz_xBCzLu9j1qFiweJ_lNr168YOKVrOCa2mY1SNQVDVsQYqCCqicvYKBuk96jsts/s400/IMG_1056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810744111871218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ0l-LLDPGa85tgtqDp8nMuWFCJOPcWmOSJEYGmxScglFq53tqjvTvs0lJ9rAW3hvS-6tRwqQ1Vtf2HXJ-BuY2YqTIhMVRwVfsalEXj-gL_lZWAQzYDzjOTsqXjzMchXqWSsqS4KGpeM/s1600-h/IMG_1057.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ0l-LLDPGa85tgtqDp8nMuWFCJOPcWmOSJEYGmxScglFq53tqjvTvs0lJ9rAW3hvS-6tRwqQ1Vtf2HXJ-BuY2YqTIhMVRwVfsalEXj-gL_lZWAQzYDzjOTsqXjzMchXqWSsqS4KGpeM/s400/IMG_1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810747880403090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYV2mcM6re_y2YgMefbmXqGUxKaW8niGNZSMoqwZGkV-pMQD5nX9MyN3QizLix6FVaQ1UJXEVQuHdtu0zgulyVtbcgzYp2S4LIpuVrF6PkX5j9TyVLuUCIB1ol5LAFk4TuSkDdiiHOVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1059.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYV2mcM6re_y2YgMefbmXqGUxKaW8niGNZSMoqwZGkV-pMQD5nX9MyN3QizLix6FVaQ1UJXEVQuHdtu0zgulyVtbcgzYp2S4LIpuVrF6PkX5j9TyVLuUCIB1ol5LAFk4TuSkDdiiHOVQ/s400/IMG_1059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810752453167458" border="0" /></a><br />See no tears. Thankfully you all can't see me. And Gregory is posing for the camera!momto4kidsnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16459663422636334355noreply@blogger.com4