First broken bone.

I spent the other night with Daxton holding him most of the night because he hurt. Now I wish that I would have been able to pin point exactly where it was that he was hurt at the time, however he kept sending me on a wild goose chase of where to track down exactly where he was hurting. After giving him a dose of child's Motrin and him falling back to sleep soundly around four in the morning, I figured that he must be doing better. Well you see that's where I go again assuming things. He slept in late, but when he got up Tuesday morning he was limping, after we discovered that his foot was black and blue and swollen, we ran him up to the hospital. Now I went into mother mode where I carried him through the hospital wondering how bad it was, feeling bad that the kid had been in pain all night and I hadn't figured out what the hell was wrong. You know going through all the reasons of why I am a terrible mother. When it was all said and done I think that I was more upset about it than Daxton himself, who sat there smiling and handling everything quit well. The doctor's had a harder time convincing me that it wasn't as bad as I doomed it to be in my mind. So,there you go we've now had our first broken bone. All I can say it could have been much worse, lucky for us he will heal.

The rest of this week has been the same, children running around through the house and them picking on each other. However they did discover the Lincoln logs. Yes imagine my surprise at finding seven kids sitting around building with those logs the other day. There was no battles being fought, no kids running around like crazy throughout the yard. For some reason that really felt odd, kids being quiet and playing nice for once. hmm, wonder how long this will last?

Hopefully the rest of the summer will go by smoothly, and knowing that I just said that karma will probably come to kick me right smack in the behind for that. See doing much better at the language.

"Kate come look at this little gang," coming from Doug as he's peering down the stairs at his three boys, who happen to be sitting on the futon, with it pulled down. "What are they the tidy whitey underwear gang?" from me. And, yes they where all sitting their looking innocent enough for anyone who stands on the outside of knowing them. Yes, three little angels playing with their toys, being little boys. For us that really know them it's just a scene of them plotting what thing they can do to make life a little more interesting around here.

So, I can sit here and write about how my little boys are doing and what they are up to, right now as I am typing they are outside (with their dad.) playing cowboys with the neighbor kids. Believe me I think that I might sit this one out. The boys have been busy. We spent another week visiting the grandparents. The boys swam out at the lake, went fishing, caught "hoppers," as Connor puts it. Which is why their grandma's house had a few grasshoppers let loose in their house. Don't feel bad mom, the boys let them loose in our car too. Can you believe that for some reason I'm not a very big fan of bugs, thanks to the boys. Now that we are back home the boys think they will pick back up on waking up and pool hopping all day long.

Dougie has gone back to his dictatorship over ruling his brothers. He expects them to do as he bids them, unfortunately it kind of backfires and he ends up with Daxton telling him no, and when he's not wanting them around they follow his every move. At these moments I have to laugh, it's like their playing silent game of simon says. Dougie usually ends up pleading with me to tell the two to quit following him.

What would it be if I didn't have a good story about Daxton. I actually have one that happened today with Daxton going to his church class. Usually Daxton will go and have no problems, but today he was brought to me crying. He would never tell me what happened and there was no way he was going to go back. When we got home I finally got the story out of him. "The boy took my chair from me and would not give it back, and then the teacher wouldn't let me punch the kid." So there you go. I honestly belive he was more upset about not being able to retaliate against the kid.
For some reason, the "No hitting," law doesn't seem to be heard here.

Connor has really grown up in the last few weeks. The moment I never thought would come has finally arrived. I have waited for this prayed, begged, and practically gave up on the idea of Connor going downstairs and sleeping in the same room with his brother's all through the night. The one thing that I cannot belive is this, I waited six years for the night when the boys would all sleep through the night, it arrived, But I didn't sleep to well. You know when you get used to a certain routine it really throws you off when it doesn't feel right. Think about it my baby is not such a baby anymore.

Although we've still got a ways to go on things like, why public nudity is bad, why trying to hide and go seek in the stores really isn't something to do, and why just because Daxton meets someone new and he doesn't like them, doesn't mean we need to run up and hit them. However I sure we will get through these things too, it's only a matter of time.

off balance!!

"Just shrink, just shrink mom you can do it." Honestly if I could shrink down into a very small person I think that I would have used that ability on and off just to get away from my children at times. But, no I had to listen to Daxton tell me that I could shrink into a small person, so that he could put me in his toy truck and have me drive it.

So yes my life has been having those kinds of episodes for a few days now. You know the ones where they make you sit down to watch their concerts, the ones where they honestly believe that you can transform into some creature that they can control. For some reason the boys have gotten into their heads that they can tell me what to do, and I'm supposed to hop on it immediately. I'm afraid it's only a sign of things to come.

I have also learned that the boys are slowly learning the art of trying to deceive their mother. Too bad I know that when their being quiet, or walking by watching me with hands behind their backs I'm on to them immediately. What they don't quit understand is how I know every time. I actually have them believing me that I do have the sight of seeing everything that they are doing at all times. As they learned the other day when they and two of the neighbor boys, thought that they could tunnel under the neighbor's fence. quite amusing to watch believe me. Every time I poked my head around the corner of the shop out back they thought that they we're being "sneaky," and put their plastic sandbox shovel behind their backs. What they didn't expect was that I just told them to "have at it." Yeah believe me I wasn't worried about them actually getting to far. I was right, about twenty minutes later they we're all tired and throwing in the shovels. Call me crazy but really how far were they going to get with plastic shovels and dry hard ground?

Another thing I have learned is that I don't really know how to handle having the boys gone. I learned that when Dougie and Daxton thought they were going to stay with their grandparents for a few extra days, then come back home with them later. Sure I had Connor but, it was quiet, and I only had to chase one boy. There was no fights to break up and I only had one little boy to wrestle with at stores. It threw me way out of balance. Maybe quiet is over rated after all. All in all the boys are back and I can return to what I call "normal," it might not be normal, but it works for us around here.

Fourth of July.

It's been a fun few weeks for the boys. They had a good Fourth of July with going back to the Grandparents. I left with three came back with one and now I've got two. hmm. Apparently the little neighbor's girl missed us. I don't think she really wants to let us out of her sight afraid that if we leave we won't come back with any of the boys for her to play with. The boys have had fun fishing, visiting with relatives and playing with their cousins.

Dougie didn't want to leave so he got Doug's mom to talk us into leaving him and Daxton back between the grandparents. Dougie got to go fishing. He loves it and even though it wasn't his first time, I think he acted like it was. He is really growing up fast.

Daxton, well I think he's been pretty good at entertaining everyone with his imagination. He is also having a good time back with Dougie. He enjoyed the fishing even though he didn't catch any he liked the fact that he could play with them while they where in the cooler.

Connor is having a good time being the only child at home. He's been spoiled that he actually thought that he could just walk up and down the aisles of the stores with huge armfuls of treats. It wasn't a pretty sight with me chasing him down the aisles trying to get him to put up a few. He did finally cross over the line with his aunt Cassie this last week, he crossed it so bad that he's actually been banned from ever riding in her car again. I guess that happens when he decided that Cassie's car was a place for him to pick his nose and wipe all over. Really I wouldn't even let him back in after the first time. However Cassie's a little nicer than me, she gave him another try. Now he's back home with us running amok.