Sunday was daylight savings time. Fall back used to be awesome, then I had kids. Caleb was up at 5:30 and I think by 6 everyone was up. I told Caleb to go back to bed, but opted to lay on the couch. Everyone was laying on the couch by 6. I think I finally got out of bed at about 6:30 and that was trying really hard not to get up. We went to 8:30 Mass. It’s the only time of the year we make that Mass time. Noah and I had class that night, so it was a really long day. I think the time change continued to take a toll on Monday.
Kids were up way too early Monday and after I got everyone off to school, I kept thinking I needed to do something or go somewhere. I kept telling myself nope, nothing today but cleaning the house. Then about 10:30 I had a missed call and voicemail. It’s the doctor’s office; I missed Makaela’s and Ian’s checkup. Good job mom! I called and rescheduled for Friday. What a way to start the week. I did get Ian’s haircut and the house cleaned up, so I guess that’s the bright side of Monday.
Wednesday Noah came home telling me his new nick name at school was “Blurt King” because he blurts out the answers so much. He also said that his teacher was going to start a “blurt chart” and if you had so many blurts you would have to move your color. I assured the “Blurt King” that he would get in trouble if he had to move his color. We had Faith Formation that night and Noah turned in his homework for a treat. Then the teachers gave candy for answering questions. As I picked him up the teacher mentioned to me that Noah needed to share his candy with me. I asked him later about it and he said it was because I taught him the answers to a lot of the questions. I was impressed he remembered the information because it was just random things we have talked about not even recently. I asked him if he was blurting out, and he said no. He was describing what took place and I asked him if he was being a “Know it all”. He said “I was trying to be.” He then showed me how he sat there waving his hand in the air trying to get the teacher to call on him. Said he really did it when someone would give the wrong answer. Such a show off!
Thursday I finally made it to the store. The little kids played outside some. Makaela last Friday took her doll Belle outside and she had to get washed. She got her back this week and I tried to tell her to leave her inside while she played. Makaela was upset, so I talked her into letting Belle sit and watch at the kitchen window. She kept checking on her as she played. I thought it was pretty cute.
Friday I remembered the doctor appointments. We have a healthy two and five year old. Makaela is the worst at going to the doctor. She didn’t want to stand on the scale. Then we tried laying her down on the baby scale, nope a screaming fit instead. Finally the nurse put her on it and I stepped back, she screamed but we figured out the weight. Same thing happened when we tried to get her height and head circumference. She did do better when the doctor examined her. I miss our old doctor, Dr. Porter. She was wonderful. Not that our new doctor isn’t, she is younger and more by the book. I always leave feeling like I’m not that great of a parent. I would think that she would assume that after having 5 healthy kids I wouldn’t need to hear how to put my 2 year old in time out. Or that my 5 year old doesn’t need to take a nap. I guess she feels better when she gives all her parents the do’s and don’ts for each checkup. Something I’m not sure I will get use to.
The boys had early release Friday, since it was the end of the six weeks. I decided to trim Caleb, Eli, and Noah’s hair. Afterwards we played a little soccer. Had to get ready for the playoffs Saturday. Then it was a quick dinner before Noah and I headed out for his Reconciliation Retreat. Noah is a funny kid. He was trying to be a know it all again during one of the sessions. I couldn’t help but laugh if he didn’t know the answer he still raised his hand like he did and then would turn to me and say “What’s the answer?” No, I didn’t tell him. It was good for him not to answer everything and give other kids a chance. I don’t know where he gets that from. It was a good retreat and John had a nice evening with the others at home. Despite for some reason Caleb missing me during the few times I leave, he gets to do things I don’t really let them do. That night Caleb and Ian played Battleship, a game I don’t like having out due to the small pieces. I guess Caleb just likes everyone being home when he is home. That’s my sensitive one.
Another week, gone.