Halloween bash

Last week the kids were out of school, and while I loved having them around, there got to be a point in which I really just needed a break from all things kiddie. The week started out fine, but by Thursday the kids were fighting and arguing over every little thing. There were tantrums every few minutes and lots and lots of whinning. And of course there was one mess after another-(pretty much normal, but with all the whining and arguing and tantrums it just seemed to be more messier than usual)I was ready to yank my hair out. Instead I just sent a text to Daniel telling him that. And what did my dearest darling Daniel do? He came home and sent me off to get some therapy---a pedicure. Heaven! I love my Daniel! He's the best!

So Saturday we went to the best Halloween party around! Awesome decor, fabulous food, great company, hilarious costumes, and fun games. Daniel and I even won the best couple costume award. WOOHOO! Daniel looked smashing as Hercules, and even though I couldnt do my hair as dramatic as Megs,(hers being animated and what not)we pulled it off. We are trying to figure out how to paint ourselves black so we can go as Barack and Michelle next year!

The Flood

Tuesday morning I was running late in my morning routine. I was in the shower 15 minutes later than I should have been in order to get the oldest 2 ready for school, kylies lunch packed, homework checked, breakfast, hair done, and the like, for the kids to be on time for school. I was mentally going through what I could do to shortcut the amount of time usually needed in order for the kids not to be tardy. Then Ty rushes in yelling "I didnt do it, but there is lots of water coming out of the fridge!" Thinking he just let a cup overfill when getting a drink, I told him to go grab a dishtowel and clean it up. He replies, "but we are gonna die if you dont make it stop soon!" Confused, I asked him what he meant. He told me I needed to come see what was going on, and reminded me that he didnt do it. So I jump out of the shower, wrap myself in a towel thinking I really dont have time for this, and went downstairs only to find the entire kitchen floor covered in a lake of water. And indeed it was coming from the fridge. Knowing full well there was no way I could push the fridge out to look behind it to find the source of this flood, I called Daniel, but wasnt too optimistic that he would answer cuz he was in a meeting at that time. Shockingly he did answer and i quickly told him what was going on, and he calmly tells me to go shut the water off. Ummm yeah, I really dont know anything about plumbing and dont know how to do such a simple sounding task. He tells me there is a valve in the garage, and he needs to go.
Wanting to cuss him out for leaving me alone to deal with this catastrophe-(in my mind it very much was, as I was running around in a towel and had more than enough water to fill up 3 bath tubs covering every inch of the floor but no idea how to stop the flowing water, let alone clean it up and we were already running late) I headed into the garage but had no idea what kind of a valve I was looking for. But I looked. Just didnt know for what exactly. I figured I needed to get dressed cuz I was very indecent and then sent a lovely little text to my dearest darling Daniel saying he was gonna be facing the wrath of Kimmy if he let me try to deal with this on my own just cuz he was in a meeting, one that I am sure was important but not more important than my need right then. Being the knight in shining business attire he is, and not wanting the wrath of Kimmy to worry about, he left his meeting, called me, told me where another valve was and how to turn it off, and then rushed home to help me. So I turned the water off, rushed through the needed preparations for the kids for school, and loaded them up. Shockingly they werent late. Of course that might have to do with the fact they had frozen eggos waffles with a side of nothing else for breakfast, nor did their homework get checked, and both ky and ty had really bad hair that day, but at least they were there on time.
Then the 2 youngest and I drove home. Daniel had moved the fridge out, and turned off the water source to the fridge, but then he had to get back to work. So then I had to figure out how to soak up gallons and gallons and gallons of water. Unfortunately the only way I could think of doing so was to occupy every single towel we own. And it still didnt soak up all the water. So I changed my clothes as mine were soaking wet, loaded the boys up and went to buy more towels. Finally-(2 and a half hours later)a dozen new towels, all of our beach towels, all of of rag towels, all of our fancy towels, all of our bath towels, every wash cloth, burp cloth and any sort of cloth that can absorb water was piled in the downstairs shower awaiting its turn in the 5 batches of "just towels" laundry.
The silver lining? I had a really clean floor for a few hours!

My other 6 year old

Jamesy boy celebrated his 3rd birthday earlier this week. When the kids and I asked him how old he was he would answer 2, and then we would say, "you were 2, but how old are you now?" and he would say "6!" Kylie took some time with him and showed him how to hold up 3 fingers, so now he will hold them up when I ask him about his age, but he still says 2 or 6. We spent the day doing whatever he wanted to do, including blocks, wrestling, jumping on the tramp, eating lots of popsicles, and playing light sabers. He wanted ramen noodles for dinner and a turtle shaped cake. SO I thought his birthday was fun for him, but when he talked to his grandma he told her he hated his birthday. He sounds just like grouchy smurf.
We sure love our James. Daniel and I have felt so strongly with this kid that more than he is ours, he is Heavenly Fathers. Its true for all of our kids, as well as everyone elses of course, but the special experiences we had at his birth really made it hit home for us. What an awesome responsibility to have these kids to teach and take care of. And I know its been said over and over how remarkable the spirits coming into the world are, but its cuz they really are. I feel and see it in my kids, in my nieces and nephews and in the kids in primary. They are remarkable and are being sent here for with a great purpose. And James is no exception.
James is kind of an old soul. Which makes me laugh cuz he is also ALL BOY. The kid is crazy. He loves to wrestle wrestle wrestle. And is just so active. But he is so in tune with things of a spiritual nature. His prayers are so sweet and heartfelt and sincere and he doesnt even need my help anymore. He loves to sing Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam and I am a Child of God every single day, and wont let me shut his door at night until we have done so; James will frequently randomly start talking about Jesus and it feels like he knows Him. I am so grateful that James was sent to us. He is such a special guy and has really been such a blessing to our family.

A few things

Where did September go? I totally missed a birthday post for Toast, nor have I been recording much of the moments that I hope not to forget. I am gonna try to do this quick since the weather has been so wonderful and I promised to take the boys to the park, something we havent done since April.
--- Tys B-day. Since we had just gotten back from Disneyland, all he needed was a cake. He wanted me to try to make the death star-(yeah right) so instead I just made a bundtcake and put his yoda bobble-head on top and told him his candles were like lightsabers. He was most impressed with my most unimpressive cake for him. Last week he finally had a pretty good week at school. No notes or phone calls from his teacher! Of course I cant get my hopes up too much cuz I am afraid of jinxing his week of good behavior. But maybe 6 is his magic number and from here on out he will be an angel of a boy. HAHAHAHAHA! I can dream.
--Bennie-boo. Oh my heavens I dont recall ever having had so much fun with an 18 month old. The kid has got to be the cutest little punk I know. I love everything that he does right now. And I mean everything. When he wakes up in the morning, I absolutely love how he just babbles away until Daniel or I get up and get him out of his crib. And then he points to where he wants to go. And if I try to dissuade him, he makes this fake sad face that not only makes me bust up laughing, but it also makes me give in to him. He is so flippin funny. He is so curious about everything and gets into a lot of trouble because of it. Unfortunately he knows how to open the fridge now, and if I turn my back for a second he will have it emptied in record time. I love how he dances no matter where he is, just as soon as he hears rockin music. I love how he runs and tries to keep up with his brothers and gets frustrated if they run off without him. I love how he wants to be outside ALL day long. I love how he laughs just to laugh. I love how he waves goodbye with a huge smile on his face, and I really love how anytime anyone is mad or sad he runs up and gives them a love. And then does it again and again until they give him a love back. I love how excited he is to see Kylie after school each day and how he just refuses to let her go anywhere without him for at least 20 minutes of her undivided attention. I love his temper tantrums even. Cuz again he does the fake sad face and it is just the most hilarious and adorable thing. I love how excited he is when its bath time. He loves bubble baths and just splashes and swims and gets so mad when I try to take him out. I love how he will sit for 5 seconds when we start prayers but then runs around to Kylie and Toast to get their attention, and will have us all laughing when we are trying to be reverent. I love how he gets so messy when he eats, but is just so happy about it. I love how he claps for himself when he does something he is proud of, like cleaning up his toys or doing a somersault of the couch. This kid is just so delightful right now. I kinda wanna just keep him in this stage for the next year cuz the terrible twos are right around the corner and the temper tantrums arent quite as adorable the older one gets.
--Kylie. Kylie has been a bit of a vegetarian since she was 3. I have tried time and time again to try to get her to try chicken but she just wont do it. Until last Saturday. Daniel bought some chicken taquitoes and he and the boys were eating them up, and Ky decided to try one and loved it. Its a miracle. But she also informed me she wont be eating chicken ever again. Weirdo.
---James and I have been doing a little preschool stuff each day, and I am happy to say he recognizes most of the letters and their basic sounds. Hooray. We have also been counting but once he gets past 4 he starts mixing them up. Funny kid.
---Daniel. Daniel has been pulling some crazy hours at work. The kids didnt see him at all last week, but he is just trying to provide for us, so really we cant complain too much, although we do anyway. We just cant get enough Daniel time, even if we got to spend 24/7 it still wouldnt be enough.
---Kimmy...... I get to have surgery! WOOHOO! Ok- not woohoo- I am a bit scared of the dr slicing me open, but he says it will be a small incesion. And since they have superglue stitches now, chances are I will heal in no time. So woohoo right? So why am I having surgery? (not that anyone really cares but I am kinda shocked at the why so I will spill the beans.) Apparently my IUD-(the only form a birth control that has worked for me) has somehow made its way into my abdomen. And apparently this is MOST unusual. (I should say so.) So the only way to get it out is to slice me open, stick a camera around to find it and then fish it out. EWW, SO GROSS!
So now that we are all updated, we are gonna head to the park. I am LOVIN this weather!