Stuff and More Stuff

I realize that in all likelihood, very few people are reading my blog anymore. I've probably been dropped off of bloglines all over the blogosphere. But that's alright. I've gotten past the point of worrying what my sitemeter says, what blog top sites says or how many comments I get. I've decided to keep writing on my blog when I feel I have something to write about because this is how I've been keep track of things in my life. My diary. Go figure. Isn't that what blogs were originally created to be? So, when I feel like I have something to write about, I'm going to write. If you still want to read what I've written, great. If you want to comment, great. If not, that's great, too. I'm going to do this more for my own purposes now than for any other reason. That being said.....this particular post has no particular theme. It's a lot of randomness.
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This past weekend was one of the most pleasant, relaxing and fun weekends I've had in I don't know how long. We didn't do anything grand or expensive or even go anywhere, but I went back to work on Monday with the glow of the weekend. Mike bought the kids two inflatable pools on Friday night last week. One of them is a pretty large one that has an inflatable slide and an inflatable basketball hoop that goes over the pool and you can attach a hose to it so that water sprinkles down all over everything. The other one is just a typical, round wading pool (at the request of Feisty because she wasn't too sure about the other one.) The weather this past weekend was between 75-85 both days. There was not a cloud in the sky. We put up chairs in the backyard, ate our lunch out there, the neighbor girls put up their pool and the whole weekend was spent with those kids going back and forth to eachother's backyards playing in their pools. Mike and I? We sat in the chairs, watched them play, I read magazines. By the end of the weekend, my kids looked like perfectly cooked little golden turkeys. Yes, I put sunscreen on them, but they had perfect golden little tans and their hair even lightened up a little bit.

(Don't worry. I didn't have them rotating on a stick.)

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This week our church is doing VBS. It's in the evening from 6 to 8:30. It's kind of a challenge to get home from work at 5:00, get them dinner and get them to the church by 6:00. But we've been doing pretty good. The exciting thing this year is that Feisty gets to be a part of Bible School. She's 3 now and gets to go. I was a little concerned about how she was going to do because I was pretty positive that the four (4) people she feels comfortable being with weren't going to be her teacher (especially since three of those people are me, my mom and her dad and I knew we weren't her teachers). She ended up doing just fine and is having a great time. My little girl is growing up. Maybe, just maybe, this means I can attempt to take her to the church for babysitting when they do the next "Parent Freedom Night". We'll see. I'm not getting my hopes up. This year's Bible School is called "Water Works Park" and every night they learn a different Bible story that has something to do with water. It's a very high energy program and it's very difficult to get my already high energy children to settle down every night. But it's OK. As long as they are having fun and learning something.

Care Bear has always had a stage fright problem. She sings and dances and performs like no other at home, but get her in front of other people and she just freezes up. I keep hoping she's going to grow out of it soon, but I'm not sure it's going to happen quite yet. I have that feeling based on this conversation last night:

Anakin: "Kristen, Care Bear doesn't sing at Bible School. I watch
her and she doesn't sing."
Care Bear: "I have stage fright Anakin!!!"

I just assured her that it's OK and she'll sing when she's ready. Feisty, on the other hand, at this point doesn't seem to be exhibiting any of that. In the car on the way there last night, I asked them to sing a song for me from Bible School. Care Bear clammed up, but Feisty jumped right in and sang (perfectly in tune I might add): "Splish, Splash! It's a Bible bash!!"

While they are there, I have been enjoying some "quiet time" at home; watching my stupid soap opera, cleaning up around the house, etc. Last night Mike and I got the house picked up, did laundry, did dishes and it was nice to come home from picking them up to a somewhat clean house.
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My children all hit milestones at church a few weekends ago. They were all three promoted to different Sunday School classes. This has been a slight issue for my girls who are both very adverse to change. Especially Feisty. Feisty was to move from the nursery to the pre-school class; Care Bear from pre-school to Kindergarten; and Anakin from primary to middlers. Care Bear postponed her promotion until her buddy Chloe came back from vacation. That was last Sunday and she did fine once Chloe was back. Feisty on the other hand has to start out each Sunday, even if it's just for a few minutes, with her best friend Sandy before she feels comfortable crossing the hall to her appropriate class. Once she's there, she's fine. But she has to get her Sandy fix first. And Sandy is perfectly fine with that arrangement!

Anakin is now in the "middlers" class for 4th, 5th and 6th graders. After this year, Anakin has one more year in Elementary school. Pass the oxygen tank please....I'm too close to having a teenager in the house! I'm getting ahead of myself, but considering I remember his first day of kindergarten like it was yesterday and now he's in fourth grade and his baby sister is going into kindergarten.....it'll be tomorrow when I have a house full of teenagers.
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I realized today that I'm sort of a nerd. I try to be cool, but deep down I'm really just a total geek. And this is how I came to that conclusion: I took my husband's truck to work today so he could have transportation for himself and the kids. Something happened with the fuses in his truck and his radio is not working. I like my radio show in the morning, too. BJ, Howie and Jennifer start my day. So I was a little bored on my way to work and more than once found my finger reaching for the "on" button on the stereo. So, I decided to take matters into my own hand and I was my own radio show. I sang songs on the way to work to amuse myself. Now tell me that is not nerdy.
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I best get to work. Enjoy your Thursday!