details can be shocking

Marysa has been popping out with a lot of details lately. She has been telling me folk tales of indigenous peoples, what the names of my teeth and muscles are. It's been really fun listening to what her mind has been absorbing.

Today the details blew my mind. She was discussing the details of the budget cut to education for the State of California where we live. Marysa gave me details on her school districts plan on how not to be affected by the cuts our governor is imposing on the school and our children. She told me exact statistics of if each family contributed some $300 something dollars, that would be so many thousands of families and the district would have $2million to spend on their programs like music and physical education that are in danger of being cut. My kid talked politics with me, understood what she was talking about, and how it would affect her. Someone working with her has earned their pay check and my full support. Marysa reminded me today just how important she is and why she deserves the best possible education.

Send me that donation paper work. I'll give up $300 to make sure that I will have more conversations with my daughter that will impress me.

The 680 South freway adventure

My boys were in need of shoes. Joey has completely worn through another pair and Sonny needed a back up now that the yard is becoming more appealing to him, shoes get very wet and dirty. I thought we'd try a Target we usually don't go to.......Target Greatland San Ramon. I picked up Joey from his school and raced over to Missy's school, hit Carl's Junior for our afternoon snack and headed out to San Ramon. Half way there we saw 7 uniformed polices cars, a uniformed motorcycle cop and two under cover cops racing down 680. I'm not sure why I don't program 511's radio station in my car stereo but I can never find it when I want to know what is going on. The cops raced by and disappeared as quickly as they came. It was very exciting.

The next excitement was all the cows on the hill side. Mama's and babies and then we noticed they had all just been branded. Why are they still branding cows. I thought they pierced their ears now? i felt so sad that the cows all had big burns on their rumps just out of reach for them to lick. My mind is boggled.

It's now two hours later. We've made it. We got Sonny shoes, Joey shoes and Marysa shoes. I was shocked to accomplish that in one place it never happens. Then I realize Marysa's has a daddy day and her daddy is already off work. We give him a call and as luck would have it he is only a few cars ahead of us. The day was good.

the mircle dry diaper

Snuggling my son after an exhausting birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese. I notice my little one has wet pants. So I go to change his diaper. His pants are soaked but his diaper is dry as a bone. He pushed his diaper down below his wee wee and went wee wee. Lucky me to have such a smart little boy.

Sonny is a green recycling genius..........

Without many words Sonny my two year old is the smartest person I know. I gave him a few old Christmas cards before disposing of them. Without thought his beautiful spirit took over, grabbed himself an orange crayon and has been improving the cards. He sings and dances a little while he works out his creativity. How I wished I would have thought of giving him cards before. I have been having the most inspirational, stress free morning enjoying him and his Christmas cards.

it's another thing again.

As soon as I feel on top of my game a block gets pulled from the Jenga tower and things start to fall. I'm in the final stages of my daycare license preparation. My house is baby proofed, the yard man will be here in the next few days, I have all my paperwork together, I just need one more document and I can send in my application. My rooms are even quick cleans with 4 kids messing them up as quick as I can clean them. The block that was pulled irks me. My dryer stopped working and my girls only have dresses left.

Feeling nutty with jobs to do and nothing ever gets done.

So tonight I took a blow from my hubby. I'm sure he thinks he's being helpful. He told me don't worry baby I'll clean the house tonight. I have been cleaning the house every day for 14 days straight. Apparently I should not quit my job to be a maid. I have been working hard to clean-up, baby proof and get paper work in order while trying to get a daycare license. I can't imagine going to work everyday with two young boys at home. I was late everyday as it was just trying to get my then 1 year old and my school age daughter and nephew to school. My boobs are so hard with milk, I don't shower unless my two year old naps, my kitchen is marginally clean when we aren't out of paper plates.My sweet husband works at home early morning, makes breakfast and then quickly runs out every morning. I usually wont hear from him until noon for our 3 to 5 minute conversation about nothing and see him again when he's starving at 7pm. Maybe the nutty is post postpartum or maybe my mind is finally trying to warm me that my life choices are crazy.

Facebook

I'm not sure if I should spend so much time on Facebook. I love finding my old friends then I feel down because they all followed dreams. I didn't have dreams to follow I just wanted to end life with my parents and get started in the middle of mine. Now I have 5 kids and wish I had followed a dream. I took the jobs I could get, rented apartments, and crappy houses, married the "cool guy" and found out he wasn't even close to my dream guy. Had a baby, got a divorce...... still working the same job I could get. Started dreaming without the means to support my dreams. Started my life in the middle over again...... married the dream guy. Hot, smart, loves kids and has drive. Had or received a few more kids, still at that same job I could get. My old friends have lives, careers and patience to achieve goals. I guess I feel like I talk about my past to appear intresting, however if we are talking now my life is carring for other lives and what's intresting now is not me but them. I wounder if I ever will be intresting.