Kids being Kids

I have many things to explain in this picture. First we'll start with the fact that the kids are in their underwear. For some reason my children hate clothes, the minute we get home they ask if we are going anywhere, if the answer is "No" they strip. Sometimes they don't even ask they just strip. One day I am sure that they will be mortified to know they ran around naked or half-naked (like this photo) together. Even worse that they answer the door like this when the Schwan man comes?!?!?!?!?!

Then there's the mark on Christian's head. I didn't realize how much actual hair protects a person...or at least covers things up. He took a carpet dive at Daycare and ended up with this nice rug burn on his forehead!

Last, but definitely not least...the food. So I guess I was a little engrossed in my email and facebook when we got home tonight and I didn't start supper the minute I walked in the door (like I usually do). So after a little while I hollered at the kids asking them what they wanted for supper (Not getting up from the computer mind you!). Madelyn yelled back "Don't worry, we already made it!". I had to see this.... Now, how did I completely block out the sounds of them setting up their table, crawling on the counter to get the plates down and then gathering all their food. So what did they make for "supper". A heaping spoonful of peanut butter (at least its protein), potato chips (a vegetable I suppose) and bread with ketchup (a starch with a fruit technically) and lastly milk! You can't see the bread and ketchup but that's what Madelyn has shoved in her mouth. At least they hit all the food groups for the most part, right?!?!?!?!?!?!

So the moral of this story...they REALLY do need me!!!!!!!

PS. No I didn't let them eat that for supper!

How many signs does one person need?????

You may not be aware of my absolute hatred of mini-blinds; but I do hate them with a passion. Our old house had no mini-blinds. I removed them all after having Madelyn, because of the strangulation danger. Well, when we moved into our current house...we had a lot more windows and no curtains to cover them. So going against every motherly instinct I have I left the mini-blinds. But to make myself feel better, I did cut all the strings to the top so that they would not be dangling down, except when the blinds are up (which I never put them up). I did eventually find curtains, never really found ones I loved so I settled for sheers. As you all know sheers are transparent, so unless I wanted the whole neighborhood looking in the windows...I had to keep the blinds or find an alternate. So we have lived peacefully in the house this way for 20 months. SIGN 1: Then while jumping on her brother's bed, Madelyn sliced two of her fingers on the mini-blinds in Christians room. Not sure if it was on the strings or the blinds themselves because in the process two slates were broken. She probably could have used stitches in the one finger, but I weighed the options and thought a little bit wider scar on the finger compared to the trauma of another shot and stitches (not to mention getting them removed) I decided to steri-strip it and call it good. By the way...it healed nicely, not sure it will really scar at all.

SIGN 2: Then we come to yesterday....Scott saw a red mark on Madelyn's neck and he asked her what she did to get that. She said "I wrapped the mini-blinds cord around my neck". I FREAKED!!!! Needless to say, we made a trip to Lincoln and bought new curtains for the entire house. And all the mini-blinds have been removed and thrown away. Because I refuse to sell them on a garage sale for some other family with kids to put up in their house.

Yesterday just confirmed to me that I should NEVER go against my "Motherly instinct". Thank God the big guy upstairs gave me two signs to fix the problem!!! And that I am just talking about a rope burn and not something devastating.

You may wonder why I had the hatred in the first place, well a woman came to speak at my "mom's group" when I lived in Lincoln. She walked into her living room to find her four-year-old son hanging from the mini-blind cord. Luckily the father was able to perform CPR and he survived. But when she was talking, she spoke of other cases that were not such happy endings. The one that terrified me the most of a 11 year old boy that was found dead in his bed. The mini-blind cord must have been close to his bed and through the process of tossing and turning while sleeping that night he strangled himself. Can you imagine 11 years old?!?!?!?!

That's it...I am off my soap box.