Parental Reality

Sunday afternoon we were enjoying a relaxing day as a family.  Brian had fallen asleep on the couch, I was laying nearby watching a movie, the boys were playing quietly in their room, Avenn was napping in her crib.

The boys were quietly playing which should have been our first clue.  Quiet and the boys do not normally appear in the same breath.  We should have seen the low level of noise as a red flag.  We didn't.

Rogan came walking into the living room with a single tear running down his right cheek and said "Mom, I have a bead in my nose".

Me: "I'm sorry what?!"

Rogan:  "I stuck a bead a in my nose"

Me:  "Really?  Why?  Get the flashlight."

After a quick inspection all I saw was blue.   It was really up in there and I knew I couldn't get it with tweezers.

I woke Brian telling him he needed to take his son to urgent care because he stuck a bead up his nose.  I will spare you his response because it included a four letter word.

Rogan is four.  Surely he knows by this point in his life you just can't be shoving items into your schnoz.  I mean come on.  He in fact took the time and care to take apart a necklace his brother made at youth group and very purposely shoved the blue bead in his nose.  Well done son.  Well done.

The physician was able to remove the bead after a lot of digging but Brian said he was a trooper and we are pretty sure he learned a very valuable lesson.

Beads in the nose are a reality of parenting.  The real stuff nobody warns you about.  Everyone loves to tell you about the heart melting moments shared with your kids. You know, those moments that make your heart swell with pride and love.  I am here to tell you those moments exist and they are wonderful but so do beads in the schnoz.  So, now you know.  You have been warned and should expect those extra special moments too.

Ahh parenting, it is truly never dull.  Fortunately, when the bead is free and everyone is back to breathing normally you can sit back and laugh about it or blog about it.  Whichever.

Undeniable Love

I have started to write our adoption story submission for my friends Mandy and Erin.  They are gathering stories to be selected for their new book.  If you are interested in submitting your adoption story for consideration visit their website.

My Girl

I've been hanging out with my girl all week while her brothers are away.  We're having a lot of fun and have done a lot of shopping!

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Please never feel you're bothering me with your adoption related questions and emails.  I'm always happy to help if I can and never too busy to talk adoption.  Thanks for the recent emails and inquiries received. adoptivemomma2@yahoo.com

Television Stars

Our boys visited the fish hatchery today with their grandparents.  While they were there a news crew was filming and our boys made the local news!
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Another Week

For the second time this summer our boys have left to spend a week with their grandparents.  Their first week away was spent with my parents in Texas this time they are off to Missouri with my in-laws.  Our house is abnormally quiet.  We are not tripping over Hot Wheels, superheroes, trains, trucks, and other toys.  I will not be preparing snacks or meals like a short order cook in the kitchen.  I will not be running to and from activities.  The house will stay clean.  The laundry will nearly be cut in half.

Weird.

I'm gonna miss my boys.

Out of the Box

Warning:  This post is filled with my opinion and sarcasm.  If you are easily riled and want to leave ridiculous comments move on.  Stop taking life so seriously and respect the fact that others may live life on edge or at least 6 inches up off of the ground.  Sometimes products are just so ridiculous, I cannot refuse the urge to take a few minutes of my time to blog about it.

I was surfing the internet this morning reading updates on Facebook, Blogger, Pinterest and Zulily. I love Zulily they have some great stuff on there.  I find bargains all the time and sometimes discover unknown products.

Having three children, I have seen and heard of all sorts of interesting, ridiculous and seriously alarming children's products over the last few years.  Today, I discovered the Funpod.

For only $200 you can purchase this for your child...

I think it needs a new name.  It doesn't look like too much fun.  Being stuck in a box and prevented from moving more than mere inches in any direction doesn't look fun at all.  

Now we do not let our kids juggle fire or play with knives but we do live on the edge. We do let them climb up on a 4-6 inch step stool.  In fact, it is a Spongebob stool.  The kids use it to help me in the kitchen, brush their teeth, wash their hands, and probably reach things they are probably not supposed to reach.  The boys have even flipped it over and used it as a storage box for monster trucks.

I guess falling from less than a foot off the ground does not keep my husband and I up at night. When that fall happens we tell them to stand up, shake it off, and get back up there.  We have probably even laughed at their clumsiness once maybe twice.  We are horrible parents for doing so I am sure.  

Once Brice fell off a trotting horse (a small pony actually) and I didn't go to him, he didn't cry, he dusted himself off, he climbed right back up into the saddle maybe because we have lived our life without a NotSoFunpod.  Afterward, I told him he did a great job and I was proud of him for getting right back up on the pony.  Yesterday, another larger pony stepped on his foot.  He didn't cry, he pushed the horse off his boot and made sure he kept the horse at arms length.  Lesson learned.

Falling down, getting stepped on, and getting back up again is a part of life.  Learning to dust themselves off will serve kids well in life.  Please let your kids out of the crazy, overpriced, wooden box.    

This was my public service announcement for today.  

Happy Birthday Rogan!

Today is Rogan's 4th birthday!  Happy Birthday Cowboy Rogie!