Ebeth's 4 and no more

Slime flu: Mommy did you know about the slime flu that killed tons of people? Me: Um... the swine flu? Mr. Tim (teacher at children's church), (spoke Joey): If one room at church was gonna blow up which room would it be? Tim: Bathroom, toilet, gas.... Mommy (said Joey): If a human had to fight a crocodile, who would win? Me thinking it was a trick question: Well if it was a trained person the human. Joey clearly not in a tricking mood: Well, if YOU had to fight a crocodile who would win? A blown up Mario is seen roadside from a local gaming store. ALL 4 children were infatuated by this more than life size fictitious creature. While eating dinner (sitting near next to the window), littlest points out how we can in fact see our van. #3 interjects loud enough for the entire restaurant to hear, "Look the Mario is MOVING its hand!!" Upon verifying such I notice it is fact a person in a Mario costume and the blow up is deflated. The kids do not seem to be aware of ...

In mom land 10 minutes of quiet goes a little something like this: On the only weeknight where this Momma of 4 and no more gets to come home after teaching kids all day.... it is no surprise I had a few expectations in mind. My day, while sprinkled with pleasant positive moments, also held many frustrating roll with the punches kind of challenges too. You see these days hubby enjoys (or is reduced to) taking care of the household tasks like cleaning and cooking coupled with a large amount of projects set aside for such a time as this. Meanwhile I have swapped roles and work 3 more than part time jobs. This is a mixed blessing because while letting go of my supermom cape has been difficult, having a relief sometimes has been required. My #3 seems to be taking it the worst and I am for certain working on rectifying that with other quality moments, yet day-to-day still leaves him a bit left out. This particular night was another one of those opportunities when I had to choose betw...

If there is one thing my kids will recall from their childhood it sure is my many attempts at making life special. Not only special but meaningful too. Some things last longer than others, and many days the effort feels useless but well at least I try. There were behavior systems in the form of baby food jars with smile and frown faces moving marbles back and forth (prepinterest so this was MY idea), sticker chart, clips and coins. There has also been special time for each child marked on the calendar with a gold star. There are chore sticks, assigned dishwasher days and  electronic privilege time. Contest for polite words, and behavior outside of the house, races to complete mundane tasks, game nights and family meals are just the beginning of all that I instill. I could continue on but you get the point. Each idea met a specific need at the time and most worked well until they too grew weary like the kids. While my latest concept was shown in a recent pinterest troll I do not ...