tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56746185935859530122012-01-27T15:49:35.327-06:00The Chronicles of the Six GarciasCraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.comBlogger1471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-62848574133068159782012-01-27T15:47:00.000-06:002012-01-27T15:49:35.337-06:00

I know, I keep tossing appetizers at you without ever getting around to the main course, but bear with me! I AM going to get a full spread of photos and detailed descriptions of Nicholas' science project adventures later tonight or tomorrow, but right now the kids just got home from school and they're hungry and I want to hang out with them a bit before I stick my nose in the computer and never

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Ok, so I'm not ready for my Grand Unveiling just yet - for those of you who follow my hilarity and insanity on facebook, I chopped off a huge length of my hair recently and have a new 'do to reveal!  BUT (there's always that darn butt, butting in and ruining my plans!), I should've taken a picture as soon as the salon lady whipped that hair-cutting-tarp-thingie off of me because she made my hair

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I've decided that that's my new name for today; Victoria.I.Am.  Tomorrow I may be...some other name.  Or no particular name at all, but today...Victoria.I.Am!  Because today I am Awesome, and I'll tell you why.  I....can make CHILI!! And not just any chili -  Wait, hold that.  I don't like the spelling of the word "chili".  I hereby change it to "chilley" because the i-l-i hurts my eyes

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This week is a busy one, starting today, Halloween.  It's always an ordeal getting all the kids costumed, Tricked and Treated, fed some semblance of dinner (which they won't eat in anticipation of the candy), and then settled down enough afterward to get to bed at some point.  But it's the happy, fun kind of chaos, at least! And tomorrow is the first day of NaNoWriMo, which I anticipate to be

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So, I haven't blogged in forever...because?  Because I haven't wanted to talk about it.  I haven't wanted to talk about having to move again, moving the kids to a new school again, about being depressed again, about not having enough spunk left to get to know a new PTA set and volunteer at said new school.  I haven't blogged because I haven't been doing anything other than going through the

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This is what my plans are for today, in this exact order: 1. Play games on fb for at least an hour. (Oh, the sweet, sweet rewards for sending ALL. four. kids. to school!) 2. Make some coffee and maybe eat a bit of breakfast to offset the coffee-rumbly-tumblies.  Maybe.  (I really don't like to eat while I drink coffee; it detracts from the deliciousness of the coffee itself.) 3. Take

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I hated the start of a new school year as a kid! I hated having to start a new routine. I hated going to a new classroom with a new teacher and new kids. I hated not knowing which kids were going to end up being my friends, or who I was going to sit with at lunch or play with at recess. I hated not knowing whether my desk was going to be next to kids I was going to like (or hate). I hated

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This year in birthdays, Mommy got a little lax in making the announcements, except for Leila's birthday (read her birthday post here: http://1bigchaotichappyfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/leilas-birthday.html)So I thought I'd a do a birthday recap for you. Leila's birthday was in January:This year we had a Seven, which is the Year of the Bossy Little Girl Who Thinks She Can Run a School, a Household

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...and some things can just never be taught. You either got it or you don't; and let me tell you, if anyone's got it, Leila does! I've been meaning to share this for about a week now - I took the kids with me to HEB, and since they had recently seen the new Transformers movie (with my in-laws), this magazine cover caught Leila's eye:Only instead of being excited to see an actress from a movie

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I swear, if I don't have the bat-sh*t-craziest dreams on the planet, I seriously don't want to be inside the mind the does! Hi, everybody, by the way! How ya been? Want to hear all about my crazy dreams? Fix yourself a cup of coffee and a schnack and pull up a chair - it's going to be a good long visit! ...................ready? Ok, great. What do you already know about my dream state?

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-2658363264706076722011-06-25T17:30:00.004-05:002011-06-25T18:00:32.021-05:00

If I could have custom-ordered my kids before they were born, I definitely would have checked the "looks like me" box on the invoice. Ha-ha! Ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Ha! Careful what you wish for! What I actually got was two kiddos who "SEE like me" - as in, they have my same, awful eyesight! Yep, I just took Nicholas and Leila to the optometrist today to get their eyes examined and...WOO!!

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-49779484379245000202011-06-15T03:12:00.005-05:002011-06-25T18:05:17.401-05:00

...her name is Leila, I love her and she's mine! Leila's been hanging out at Grandma's house since summer started and let me tell you, I miss her! I was missing my Nicholas, too, because he was hanging out with Grandma, as well. But he had to come home recently when he came down with a ragin' case of what Isabel has dubbed "The Pink'n Eye". Isabel was glad to get him back, but she's missing

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1. I actually have memories that pre-date my brother. I'm not quite four years older than he is, so...I'm not sure how old I was in some of them...2. I remember my mom driving me to daycare. I remember sitting in the front seat, holding in my lap a two-pack of those chocolate cupcakes with the white swirlies across the top. Mmm...still love those things!3. I remember what our house looked like

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"Winning isn't the best thing in the world. Actually, your LIFE is!"More on this later, I just wanted to get this down before I forgot.Happy Tuesday!

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So, I was cooking the other day and mostly tuning out the squeaky chatter of my girls playing with their barbie dolls - not "Barbie" with a capital B, but lower-case-off-brand barbies. You know, because we can get three times as many of those for the same price and the girls destroy both the lower case b's and the capital B's without prejudice for retail value. Anyhow, I don't think I would

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Hi, guys! Nice to be back! I took some time off while we were all sick with fever and the snots for a couple of weeks, and then I just got to feeling lazy...Anyhow, we've been been busy around here - the kids have been going to their religious education classes once a week, and Nicholas has tutoring twice a week (and one of those days falls on RE days, so that's always hectic)! Plus, that cold

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Twelve days ago, Leila turned seven years old. I'm really embarrassed that I didn't do her birthday post sooner, but to tell the truth, I'm just not feeling as sentimental as I have in years past. Maybe it's because she's seven and seven is such an awkward number. It's not a milestone birthday, like five or ten or thirteen or fifteen, sixteen, eighteen or twenty-one. It's just seven, and

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Unfortunately, this year's Santa pics only yielded "outtakes". Behold, the "I'm pinching the inside of my daughter's arm because she was throwing a fit and refusing to take a picture with Santa":Notice how Nicholas has the funky eye going on - he comes out like that in a lot of pictures. I also love Isabel's tired look and the elbow blocking part of Frankie's face.How about the "You can stick

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Roll call! What are your holiday plans this year? My husband and I have the same holiday plans every year; Thanksgiving lunch with my family, dinner with his. Christmas Eve we spend with his family, Christmas day with mine. I'd love to have a quiet New Years Eve in my own house with my husband and kids (or, hey, a party with friends and a little carousing might be nice!), but, alas, that, too,

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Parents of young children, do yourself and your child a favor and brush up on CPR if you're not already familiar. A blogger that I enjoy had a recent brush with choking, and it reminded me of one I had had with Isabel when she was about a year old. I do not ever want to experience that again. If you are reading this, I do not ever want you to experience that, either. Check out my comment on

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Ok, so my original intention was to blog about this sometime prior to now, because I wanted to let you all know so that maybe a few of you would kick me in the butt to get moving again when I started lagging. But seeing as I dragged by butt through the finish line anyway (a big Thank You to Alma & Kelly in the butt-kick department), I guess that's out the window. This November, for the first

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This morning I had an amusing mother-in-law moment, and subsequently, a hysterically funny moment with my mom. It was so hilarious, I couldn't NOT blog it - I just hope it strikes you all as funny as it did me!So, I received a text message from my mother-in-law this morning asking if I was home. I thought I'd have a little fun with it and I replied, "Yes, but my sanity has left the building."

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-20503159750638729852010-11-06T09:59:00.003-05:002010-11-06T10:17:43.171-05:00

The PUKE season has officially begun! In my household, the cold/flu season is marked not by snot or sneezes and coughs in other peoples' faces, but by...PUKE!! My kids always get so congested that they nauseate themselves into a PUKING frenzy. I don't know the why's or the wherefore's of this phenomenon; all I know is that my kids did not inherit this disgusting trait from me. When I got

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"Good grief, what is she rambling about this time?!" I know that's what you're thinking: I'm always all doom and gloom over here! Well, ok, yeah, I do have a tendency to get all worked up over things. But today, I'm not making a big, hairy deal over nothing so much as I'm just feeling a little discouraged. By now, you probably already know all about Nicholas' struggles with reading. This

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Because I kinda hope not! At least, I can see how keeping things clean could fall into the natural order of following God, but does letting the mess pile up a little every so often disqualify a person from being considered good? Again, I hope not! But just in case, I'm going to go ahead and clean my kitchen & bathrooms today, rather than put it off until...tomorrow. I marched into my kitchen

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-543248591268957552010-10-09T09:10:00.003-05:002010-10-09T09:37:19.023-05:00

Actually, I think a more accurate title for this post would be "What little I remember about this week". Hmm, what did my kids and I do this week? Ok, first I still have a raging case of allergies or a cold or both or perhaps some mutant hybrid illness that evolved from both and never ends. Seriously, I have been sick for over two weeks now. I think it's allergies because of the itchiness in

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Do you read Cake Wrecks? It's a hysterical blog about the ways in which professional cake bakers blunder up their cakes. I love this blog! It's always a great laugh with some really beautiful, inspiring cake designs mixed in. One of my favorite pass-times, when I have any time to pass, is to peruse Cake Wrecks and play what I call The Cake Wrecks Game. I'm sure I can't be the only one out

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I've been weenie-ing around with the decision of whether or not to announce this on my blog for a long time now, and for various reasons. Mostly I just didn't want to publicly admit that I smoked. Actually, I really didn't want to admit it to myself either. I mean, not that I wasn't aware of it, but I really wanted to believe that I was just doing it socially, and oh, look, I have a few left

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-20357016096645855902010-09-01T13:03:00.007-05:002010-09-01T16:19:49.532-05:00

This is my cousin, Angela. We had the pleasure of taking a weekend mini-vacation, with my parents, to go see her & her family this summer. I wish we had had a lot more time to spend with them!Angela is the gorgeous (seriously, isn't she gorgeous?!) mom to a brood as large as mine. Here are the older two, Andrew and Danika:Aww! They're gorgeous, too!Today, I almost wet my pants laughing at

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Today is Book Day. That means that I've decided to spend my day doing book things. I'm in a book-ish sort of mood, I'm a little bored with my computer and I've got piles and stashes and boxes of books, all begging for my attention. I can't wait!But, before I ditch the blogosphere and dive into my own personal bookosphere, let me elaborate a bit on what book day entails.Book day is not a day

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Definitely better than last year's first day of school! Look, they're smiling! Well, except Frankie, who's doing...a Popeye impression? The walk to school, plus drop-off, went spectacularly! I walked the kids to the main hallway, then let them take it from there (well, I gave them directions). Frankie and Leila walked to class together because their classrooms are next door to each other (

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So, I was sitting around thinking about all the things that've been going on in my life that I have yet to blog about, and I was wondering what I should blog first or if I should just glob it all together into one big rambling post. Option B wins.So, here it is:1) Nicholas' 8th birthday just passed, and while I'd like to glob that in with the rest of it, I do have a separate post forthcoming.

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Holy freakin' cow, has it really been that long since my last blog post?!Oh, wow! Ok, well, then here's the overview of the upcoming post, which I'll hopefully have time to put up in the next day or two:- Back To (Yet Another New) School; T-minus 7 days- New Digs, New Gigs, Entirely New Dimension Of Insanity- Birthdays- The Funk- Education Expectations, And A Brand-New Can Of

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...sigh...It's not quite 11a.m. and I've already:- overslept, due to my alarm (cell phone) dying, therefore not going off- messed up my friend's day by not being there on time to babysit for her- gotten into a gripe match (a small one, but nonetheless...) with my husband over his mom- dropped my netflix envelope in the mail without sealing it- had to hail a postal worker to open the blue mail box

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Actually, things have been pretty ok lately, it's just that I beat myself up over the little stuff and then I feel horribly guilty and immobilized against correcting those little things because I just can't get over having f***ed it up in the first place! I'm still obsessing over not having had birthday parties for the girls. Now we're into July, and Nicholas' birthday is coming up. Crap. The

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This is Isabel. She's an original. She's an expert at charming her way into or out of anything! And in case you've never met her, let me tell you something else about her. She sings. And when I say she sings, I mean, She SINGS! She sings all the time. She sings in the bathroom (that's actually her favorite place to sing), in the car, while she plays, while she eats, in the grocery store,

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Not much here; same old, same old. Trying to keep my kids entertained while it's too hot to go outside, trying to keep some sanity while we all go stir crazy and trying to do something blog-worthy to tell you about. :)Actually, Nicholas & Leila have been with my mom for a week, so Hats Off to Grandma and Papa! My parents very generously registered the kids for Cub Scout Camp (which has a

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...what I want to say when I sit down at the computer to blog. I mean, at least 3 times a day one of the kids does something really cute and I think, "Man, I've gotta blog that!" But then when I actually have time to blog, I can't remember any of it! I already forgot the first half of this hilarious thing Leila said last week or so at Nicholas' cub scout blue & gold banquet. So, it's not so

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-81580791973780294632010-05-05T11:32:00.006-05:002010-05-05T12:03:34.451-05:00

A month ago, tomorrow, marked the anniversary of the day my little Isabel was born. Happy birthday, my love!! In a lot of ways, you're quite distinct from your siblings; you've got the best sense of humor out of the bunch, the most charisma, the greatest knack for getting what you want! But you've also got the biggest heart - you love and share and comfort your siblings in the sweetest way! (

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Ok, well, today is an exciting day for me for several reasons; 1) I'm having a good day, which is a huge blessing and something for which I am especially grateful!2) The Quote of the Month is back, so I'm celebrating my own blog-new-year with the first QOTM of 2010 - Happy New Year, everyone! Check out this month's quote in the side-bar -->3) I've got a much-belated birthday post for Isabel in

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Good grief; it's been a while, hasn't it?! Since I last posted - no, wait, scratch that. I don't remember when I last posted, but I DO remember that I mentioned, in passing, that I won a blog award, which I'll get to in just a minute. First, I have to give you the quick update, which is that 1) we all survived Spring Break (kudos to Grandma for taking the kids for four days!) and the big

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Before I get to Nicholas' poem, I have to tell you that I won a blogging award from one of my bestest friends, Kelly, over at Lapiz de la Guerra, BUT I'm putting off that post until I have time to do it justice. Right now I only have time to post this super-cute poem that Nicholas composed this evening for a homework assignment. (Also, a big thanks to my handsome husband for giving me the night

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I composed this post last month, on January 21st, to be exact, but never posted it because I was waiting for my computer to stop acting up. Seeing as my beautiful, beautiful computer is now (finally) out of the hands of the morons at Fry's, well, here you go:Well, we pulled off the science projects - all three of them! I'm proud of my kids, but I'm also so glad to be done with all this. Actually,

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Ok, the kids have been obsessed with football ever since the big UT/Alabama game. I can't imagine why, since neither Frank nor I are big football buffs. In fact, we really don't give a fart about college ball or professional ball or basketball or ping-pong ball, for that matter, we're just not big on spectatorship, so it always amazes and befuddles me when my kids actually want to watch a game.

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Yesterday, though I can scarcely believe it, my little Leila turned SIX! You're so grown up now, Leila, which is often a problem because you're so independent that you don't see any reason why you should have to ask permission to do things, or do things you've been asked to do. It's simultaneously endearing and infuriating, but it's also one of the reasons that I love you so, so much! You've

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Where do I begin?Hmm, well, before I begin, let me just forewarn you all that I'm in a hell of a bad mood, so if I sound a little pissy, well, that's why. So!I guess I'll start where I left off, which was right around the start of the Christmas holidays. I didn't end up taking Leila to the Wildflower center, because it was just too much at the end of the day, BUT I did decide which flower to

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Actually, it's more of an experiment in projects, as in science fair projects. The experiment being to see how well I can orchestrate three kids doing projects for the science fair!The kids' school is holding a science fair and they're all going to participate! I'm excited, and I think they are, too, even though they have no idea what this is all about. They've already got their topics

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MY MOM'S GOT A BLOG! MY MOM'S GOT A BLOG!HOW COOL IS THAT?!?! Go check out the recap of my grandfather's 90th birthday celebration:http://thinkinwonderinboutlifeandotherstuff.blogspot.com/It's a brand-spankin' new blog, so it's still in the first couple of posts, but my mom's a hip-happenin' lady so the joint'll be swingin' in no time! (love you, Mom!)In other news...hmm...where to begin...??

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Now, before you start getting all confused, wondering how you managed to miss Part 1 of this mysterious dream; you didn't. I never posted a Part 1, because, until last night, I had completely forgotten that I had even dreamed Part 1. But last night, I dreamed Part 2, and when I woke up, I thought, "Wow, it's been forever since I had that dream! How could my brain fathom a sequel to a dream I

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Well, I don't have a speech prepared! I just wanted to wish everyone a happy Veterans Day, and to remind all to say a quick prayer for our country's veterans today, and to give a word of thanks to any you may meet along the course of your day (or week, or any time, really)! Got a parent or grandparent who's a veteran? Give 'em a call and thank them for their service to our country! (No, really

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Previous QUOTES of the month:QUOTE OF THE MONTH, OCTOBER 2009"Hey! They have cheese-pie!"- Frankie(it was cheesecake)QUOTE OF THE MONTH, SEPTEMBER 2009"My music teacher said I sing fabulous!"- Leila Elizabeth AlejandraQUOTE OF THE MONTH, August 2009(Speaking about candies Mommy used to like when she was a kid):"For real? They selled candy when you were little?"- Nicholas Gustavo PabloQUOTE OF THE

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Because *I* do!! A while back, I posted a few entries about our pet frogs, which we had just gotten (can't make links, sorry - check the archives, it was in March), but then I got tired of posting about our frogs and haven't since. I'm not going to write much about them now, either, except to tell you that we've added 2 more species of frogs to our household since then, and now have 4 more

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I believe the red person on the left (is it left? or is he on the right? I'm directionally challenged) is the "face-guy with eyes and hands." Too freakin' cute, I tell ya!

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Ok, so Isabel's new favorite passtime is not only to LOSE all the markers and crayons, but to churn out a few pictures before disposing of the evidence. Her artistic specialty? Stick people! She got started with floating heads (ok, faces) a couple of months ago, and has now graduated to adding bodies to her floating heads! Yesterday I gave her some markers and paper and she declared that she

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The whole Starbucks thing, I mean. I "get" Starbucks, I really do; it came to me while I was grudgingly, drudgingly making a pot of coffee this morning, so that, for once, I could NOT be a total zombie for the first half of my day. Ok, I've heard what people say about the evils of the Starbucks trend, about the ridiculous prices, and the wastefulness of spending that amount of money on flippin'

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A little confession - I have a different blog that I like to read for every "season", so to speak; some blogs I prefer to read during the day while the kids are at school, others I like better for evening relaxing, some are occasional reads (though certainly no less enjoyable), other are are my faithful dailies. At some blogs, I comment on every post, some as the mood strikes, and others rarely

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Now that I'm feeling much more human, and so is everyone else, I have a few things to tell you:1) For some bizarre reason, blogger won't allow me to leave comments on my own blog (actually, it's not a bizarre reason, it's just the computer I'm forced to work from, since my main machine is a little under the weather - thank goodness we bought the warranty).2) So, a great big heartfelt Thank You!!!

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Ok, I don't think that *I* have the flu (my fingers keep trying to type "blue"), but Isabel certainly does, and I don't feel all that great, either. Add to that the fact that Isabel was up every couple hours coughing (btw, Daddy, thanks for throughing her at me when she started wretching, like I really wanted to be puked on so much more than you did!), slept tossing and turning on my chest, when

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I've got a great post in the works, just been a little busy! The kids have all been sick - three out of four have had fever this weekend (two still have fever as of right now), all are snotty/sneezy/coughy/whiny, oh wait, they're always whiny, nevermind. Well, more so now that they're sick! So, we've had plenty of adventures and I have plenty of stories to tell, just give me a couple more days. I

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So, I've got this problem, and since I know that you all have such creative minds, I thought I'd ask for your help: How do you teach a pint-sized germ-o-phobe (is that a real word?) to wipe her butt after she goes potty?! Or, well, not that she's exactly a germ-o-phobe, as she has no qualms whatsoever about eating off the floor or licking sauce off her grimy hands or touching other disgusting

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First of all, I'm sure you've all noticed my looooooooooooooooooooong absence from virtual reality, and that's been due to A) initially, not having the energy to create a new post and B) followed by technical difficulties, and when you add that all up, it's just been a really freakin' long time! So, to start with, I'll announce the newest member of my family, Aldo Jacob (don't quote me on the

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I'm freaking exhausted. That's it. The end. I'm just exhausted. I'm having seriously starting to question why I ever thought it would be a good idea for my children to attend school. I can't handle all the reading and homework and getting dinners and baths done by 8pm so they can get to bed early! I'm not a morning person; in fact, I'm not even a mid-morning person! I'm more like an "

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Well, I think that the first week went ok, but I'm still glad it's the weekend! The following picture sums it up pretty nicely; lots of busy stuff going on, and lots of papers, between all three kids!After Leila's dental appointment on the first day, I kept her home from school on the second day because she was refusing to eat or drink (or even open her mouth)! I didn't want to send her to

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For me, anyway - the kids fared just fine (except for Isabel; more on that shortly)! For starters, I had grand visions of waking up early and cooking a Sunday Breakfast to start the kids out on a really great note. Hahaha, I don't know where I get these June Cleaver ideas! Of course, I woke up 40 minutes late - we weren't late for school, just late enough to be in a big rush from the moment I

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Just for kicks; have you ever wondered what type of girl the man in your life translates into? No? Well, think about it - you might find it as hilariously amusing as my friend, Alma, and I did!The Party Girl - you know, the girl that's all about having a good time, front & center at every party, get-together & event, not opposed to having a drink or a few, loves to chat people up, can hang out

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**Update Posted, See Comments Section for the Latest Developments in this Sordid Affair!**Oh, drama, drama, drama! How I despise thee! As if I wasn't enough of a train-wreck as it is, then I get hit head-on with an ignoramus at Meet the Teacher Night! Great. Just how I need to start the new school year.I'll backtrack a bit, for the sake of those not present at the time (everyone but Frank):Ok

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Leila has her first loose tooth right now - a top, front one!Nicholas has two, possibly three, loose teeth!And Frankie definitely has three loose teeth!After reading a very interesting article my mom emailed me, I'm beginning to wonder if it's not a better idea to just award them fun little prizes, and some quarters, for their baby teeth, rather than perpetuating the tooth fairy myth. I'm

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Number of:Mosquito bites I got after a half hour outside on my porch: 12Cereal boxes in my kitchen: 9Pairs of flip-flops in the hall closet: 7Pet frogs we own: 4Children currently awake: 0Ahhh, sweet silence!

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Contrary to my parents' worst fears, I actually grew up to be somewhat sociable and have made a friend! (*Gasp!*)In fact, my mother has already "met" her, so to speak. It's Joanna Jenkins of The Fifty Factor! Joanna is one of my lovely blog-followers, and let me tell you how much I enjoy her blog! I truly appreciate Joanna's candid take on her own life, and I always appreciate a great blogger

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My appointment with the school principal was this morning, and I think it went very well! I had typed up a list of all the things Nicholas has been having trouble with and we had a good discussion about Nicholas' reading concerns. The principal explained the process of how they will evaluate him, and I left the list with her to share with his teachers and any other team members that might

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Ok, well....So...! Alright, here's the deal; I called the school on Monday (actually, I called the school on Friday, but didn't get an answer - only to find out that they're closed on Fridays), and left a a message on the principal's voicemail saying that I had some concerns that I wanted to address before school starts. I made that phone call with every intention of yanking the kids out of

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Seven years ago, yesterday, the baby of my dreams became mine.I knew you before you were born, my handsome, because I once dreamt of a beautiful baby boy named Nicholas that was mine, and sure enough, my Little Dream Baby came true - it was YOU!You have always been the light of my life! You have been a joy beyond all joy, your existence saved my life, and I love you from here to the ends of the

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I'll just come right out with it - I've been crying a lot lately, but I'm not quite ready to tell you all of the reasons why. What I can tell you is that I'm pretty sure I am going to send the kids to school, after all. This has not been an easy decision, and, truth be told, I still do not want to send my kids to school. BUT, circumstances change and it is now necessary to enroll the kids in

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It's interesting the communication two people can accomplish simply by trying; you don't even need to speak the same language. Yesterday I took Nicholas and Leila (lay-la) to the pool for an evening swim. The sun was going down and it wasn't overwhelmingly hot. I sat by the side of the pool to watch them play in the water. There were several other parents there with their kids, some swimming

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Please scroll down to the bottom of the page and check out the video I just posted!Thanks, Victoria

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...watching my five year old dance to "Life Is A Highway",...watching my three year old dance to the Bratz theme song,...hearing my almost-seven-year-old threaten to pour yogurt on his sister's head,...and knowing that five seconds later they're all going to be laughing and friends again!

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I feel like a Weeble - wobbling all over the place, not falling down, but not certain where exactly I'll stop.I still feel incredibly on-the-fence about whether or not to start my kids in school in the fall. I just don't know. The more I think about it, the more I dislike the idea, and while I know I'm hardly giving the school a fair chance, I really feel like I already gave them as much of a

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Now Showing: Waterhorse Menu: Popcorn, Pickles, Shells & Cheese Pasta Admission & Concession Prices: FREE! *Please, NO sibling bickering during the movie*

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Have you heard about the latest diet craze?YOU HAVEN'T?!?!Let me tell you all about it - it's called The Disney Diet and this is how it works: 1) Watch hours and hours of what my mom calls "teeny-bopper tv" (aka, the Disney channel)2) This is greatly aided by 100+ degree weather, wherein it would be considered child endangerment to allow your child out of the house, by virtue of the high

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I went to the website for Wells Branch Elementary, the school where the kids will be enrolled in the fall, and it just made me cry! Even the website is cold and uninviting! I cried at the thought of placing my children in hands of monsters, I cried over the heartache of hearing my daughter crying because she's afraid all the kids will be mean to her, I cried when I imagined walking my kids into

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My problem is this: I stay up too late at night. Much too late. Midnight, one, two in the morning. I know I stay up too late. I'm usually tired well before I go to bed, but I just don't want to go to bed. My day is SO full of demanding children and endless cycles of feeding and dish-washing and temper tantrums and Spongebob and not feeling like I have enough time to be affectionate with my kids

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Who Is Ruth Reid?A Short Excursion Into The World Of FictionRuth Reid, upon examination, is a free spirit, a bit on the odd side, if truth be told. She's the type to talk to herself in public, the type to talk a little too loudly in the break room at work in order to prolong the attention of co-workers who clearly wish to disengage from her. She's the type of out-of-focus person to sign her name,

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Ok, well, my parents have invited us to go on vacation with them, and while they should be there by now (with Nicholas and Leila in tow), Frank and I are scheduled to arrive tomorrow night after Frank gets off work. Also, my sister and her daughters should be there sometime today, if they're not already there (wonder if she's bringing the hubby and his son...? I didn't think to ask).SO...! I have

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First of all, I have come to the conclusion that a morning cup of coffee is a cruel, cruel trick indeed. I really need a good, hot cup of not-too-strong-not-too-weak-not-too-bitter-not-too-sweet coffee in the morning to ease myself into the day, BUT when I really need it is while I'm still bleary-eyed and grumpy and crazy-hair-do-looking. Unfortunately, while I am still in that state of morning

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-25492509612510564932009-05-28T01:07:00.008-05:002009-05-28T01:15:05.489-05:00

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...two young guys sitting on their balcony in the building across from my aparment, trying to talk to a cute young girl walking across the parking lot, as she so coolly ignores them...they look a little too old for her...but then, they are acting pretty stupid, so maybe not...ahh, to be young....two little girls playing on the porch of the apartment below the two stupid guys...jumping and

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-48776689720012374732009-05-19T01:59:00.004-05:002009-05-19T02:06:10.855-05:00

My husband thinks I'm mental, I'm totally and completely livid over it, and I do NOT want to be dragged off to counseling by a husband who's going to go running to his mommy to tell her all our personal business! Sorry, Baby, but the answer is, "NO!!"

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Excerpt from an email inquiry form on the webpage of an Aggravating Company: (Fill in the blank)"I would like it if your website could ______________________________." ...freaking FUNCTION PROPERLY!! How about if your freaking website wasn't under construction all the freaking time so that people with limited telephone and transportation access could pay their freaking bill and make changes to

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The kids have wanting to go to "the theaters", but as of right now "the theaters" are a little outside of our price range. So instead of taking the kids to "the theaters", I decided to bring "the theaters" to the kids (Alamo Drafthouse-style).As of press time (I love saying that!), the kids are sitting around the coffee table, surrounded by slices of pizza and dixie cups of popcorn, pickles and

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-13983980020390068122009-04-29T03:07:00.013-05:002009-04-29T03:32:26.075-05:00

The Great Pool TrekSwimming in their "baby-suits"Nerd-specs courtesy of Grandma Irene!

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-65220542401790350492009-04-22T11:41:00.002-05:002009-04-22T11:45:03.436-05:00

Don't burn the bacon, It is for the kids' breakfast They don't like it burned!

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There is nothing more beautiful than one of your little ones asking you, "Mommy, are you and Daddy in love?" Yes, we are, Baby Girl; yes, we are.

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Exactly one week ago today was the third anniversary of your beautiful existence on this Earth, my little Isabel. You've brightened the lives of everyone you've met since that day, especially your sister, your brothers, your Daddy and most of all, me.Mommy loves you, little one. Mommy loves you.Happy, happy, happiest of all third birthdays to you, my beautiful baby! You were born at 6:30pm on

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Since I got a new coffee pot for The Day After Valentines Day, I've noticed something about myself that I never noticed before, and that is:Coffee makes me poo somethin' funky!(or maybe it's all the sugar and creamer...?)Anyhow, does this happen to any of you, too?Ok, that's all I wanted.

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Enjoy!

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Tuesday was the 9th anniversary of the biggest mistake I ever made in my life. Pity that my youngest child's birthday was the day before it. Somehow, knowing what anniversary falls on the day after her birthday mars it for me a bit. I don't know how to feel about the day that I no longer acknowledge but can never quite forget no matter how hard I try. But whatever it is I'm feeling right now,

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-1328270085543271202009-04-03T22:17:00.006-05:002009-04-03T23:12:58.163-05:00

Why, yes! Yes I have!I just got through reading Jenny McCarthy's book "Mother Warriors", about parents on a mission to cure their children's autism. Read an excerpt here:http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/20080910_tows_jennyexcerpt Let me tell you, this book just blew me away! Jenny's story, and those of the other parents shared in her book, at times took my breath away and at times made me

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-16435569194514479952009-04-01T17:15:00.005-05:002009-04-03T15:16:26.479-05:00

Well, we had a practice spelling test yesterday.I think.....hmm......I-...Yeah, that's about how it went. Frankie can read really well, but until I gave the kids a practice spelling test, I didn't realize how severely their previous school was NOT meeting his needs. His teachers, as great as they were, obviously had not been doing any kind of writing exercises with him AT ALL, or else they (and

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-71818516501719494522009-03-31T16:54:00.002-05:002009-03-31T17:11:03.192-05:00

We can ill afford luxuries, like ice cream purchased from a curbside van playing tinkling tunes, right about now, but every once in a while it is a necessity. For the kids' sake. We can pinch a few pennies once in a great while to give our kids a simple pleasure that they will surely remember fondly well into their own parenthoods. Today we bought the kids ice cream from the battered old ice

CraezieLadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052169906014927835noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5674618593585953012.post-27834749049510920562009-03-28T15:32:00.002-05:002009-03-28T15:54:07.794-05:00

So, I was reading a magazine just now and I looked up to see Isabel pushing a little pink doll stroller toward me, with a beat up, old Ernie doll strapped into the seat. It made me think, "Why do I still wish I could buy my kids more things?!" Of all the toys my kids have, here's my beautiful little daughter playing with probably the three least expensive toys we own; 1) a secondhand (or

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