Monday, September 24, 2012

One Year Ago

One Year Ago Today...

One year ago I woke up with my friends and family at my side.
One year ago I wore a smile I could not hide.
One year ago we played in the ditch.
One year ago I walked down the road to get hitched.
One year ago the groomsmen took a big leap.
One year ago my man and bros piled in the jeep.
One year ago my dad walked me down the isle.
One year ago we spoke our vows, each with a smile.
One year ago, as a complete family, we prayed.
One year ago our union was made.
One year ago two families were joined under the shining sun.
One year ago we all had a lot of fun!
One year ago we spent the day together.
One year ago we agreed on forever.

Happy Anniversary to my wonderful husband!
With all my love,
Your Wife

Saturday, September 22, 2012

I'm a Student Again!

One of my goals this year was to take 3 classes from the Adult Learning Center. I might have procrastinated a little bit on that one...but for good reasons other than being busy! 
For one, the classes that do interest me require me to buy a $300 program that I would only use in class. Feels like a little bit a waste to me...Secondly is my schedule. I took a new job, which began in July. It's been going good so far, and has allowed me to set my own schedule. In theory its awesome, but when my husbands schedule floats, mine tends to as well. Quite annoying. So with that said, I have had a hard time committing to long term things because my days off and his days off are always changing. If I signed up for, say a Thursday evening class, I would probably be able to make it to a few, but would then have to find a babysitter for rest, which is a challenge in of itself (especially when bedtime is involved!).
Over Labor Day weekend, my sister Kile, came to visit. During an evening of talking, we made it to the topic of school and how I would like to go back at some point. I've labeled myself as a "numbers person" for quite some time. If I was to go back to college, I would go back for a degree in accounting. With that said, she suggested I take the H&R Block Tax Class. I checked it out and didn't have much time to think about it. But I enrolled a few a days later. 
In theory, if I pass the class, I would be eligible for employment with H&R Block during the tax season. Although I'm semi-interested in doing so, I signed up just so I could learn something. My classmates couldn't comprehend that I wasn't taking it for the money.
My first day of class was September 10th. We meet three days a week for 3 hours, which isn't too bad. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday. (I've had to cut my hours back a little bit at work for the time being, but I'm okay with that.) On my first day, I arrived about 10 minutes early and was greeted by my instructor, and two older people. A few minutes later another older person comes in. And then another one, and I'm thinking "Oh good, I'm going to be the youngest by about 40 years. Awesome." But then luckily a girl who just graduated college came in, followed by a guy who is probably 22? The class is clearly divided too. Old peeps over there, young peeps over here. We started with a total of 7 of us, but an older lady quit a few classes in after learning the pay. I wish more would quit.
Old man Loren - In his 70's. Balding, but does the comb over to cover it up with the little amount of hair left. Eyes always wide open, like a deer caught in the headlights. When I glance around the room, he is either chewing his fingers, or scrunching his nose. *Very* political. Confuses the other seniors with his political rantings about the 80's. Sometimes I think he purposely asks confusing questions just to get everyone else confused. Why do I say that? Because he's been known to ask questions and then listen to Nancy and Peggy argue about the answer while he sits back and smiles. It's ridiculous. What's even more annoying is that after our instructor answers a question, he will answer it again, but will word it differently. And will talk louder, like he thought of it first. 
Peggy - I'm guessing 65. Retired CPA. Used to do taxes for H&R Block a few years back. Pretty knowledgeable. She's cool.
Nancy - I'm guessing early 70's. I'm also guessing that her hair style hasn't changed since the 70's. She gets confused *really* easily. She makes up ridiculous scenarios just to see what the outcome would be and then gets annoyed when our instructor can't or won't answer the question. "So you mean to say that I can't claim my sister's sister-in-law's daughter as a qualifying child on my tax return?" GAH! "I found an error on this form. It says "include on line 38" but really it should say "enter on line 38" because every other form says enter." We literally had to discuss the difference between the two words...for 20 minutes. She's notorious for finding errors, rather, assuming things are errors. She's shakes her head in disbelief a lot. 
Overall, I would say I'm enjoying the class, but not so much enjoying class time. I think I have deep sighed 100 times already because we have a hard time keeping on track. Here's how class seems to go: Topic A --> Topic A Questions --> Topic B ---> More Topic A Questions ---> Questions about things 5 chapters from now --> Topic C ---> More Topic A Questions ---> Topic D Questions ---> Back to Topic C lecture --> Topic B questions ---> Now Topic D ....  And its not like our instructor is rushing to the next topic. We spend lots of time answering questions before moving on. I feel like we "beat a lot of dead horses" in this class. 
I don't know. Maybe its just me, but I'm not finding this stuff too complex. Its a little frustrating to talk about stuff that is what it is. I guess I've been taking the book as it is what it is. If it says something, I assume its correct. Or maybe I just don't have time to check the validity of everything. After all, I am the only one with kids...and a full time job in class.  

Monkey-Shiner Babblings

JP: Look Mom! I just went potty!!
Mom: Nice job! Let's pull up your pants and flush it down!
JP: Do you want to smell it?!
Mom: No, I don't need to smell it - let's flush it down so we can have a prize!
JP: I'm gonna smell it! ... HAHAHA I smelled it! Now can I have a prize?

Mom: Hunter, let's sit up to the table and eat your dinner so daddy doesn't have to get you some pajamas.
Hunter: NO! I don't want daddy to get my pajamas! He's a bad picker!
(and then breaks into tears.)

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Monkey-Shiner Babblings

Hunter: Mom did you go to school today?
Mom: Yes I did.
Hunter: Oh...Did you get to go down the slide?!
Mom: No, I didn't. Mommy's school doesn't have a playground.
Hunter: Uhh, dang it.

Mommy: Eww Jim! Don't pick your boogs!
JP: But I want to!
Mommy: We don't pick our noses! EWWW Don't eat it!
JP: But I wanted to!
Mommy: WHY?! Do you think they taste good?
JP: Yeah! They taste like fruit roll ups!

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

SoccerTots: Week 2

This week sucked. I don't know how else to say it. Hunter was super excited about going to class, and ran around before class kicking soccer balls into the net. Once class started, Hunter shut down. Completely. My child cannot listen at all and I cannot begin to express how frustrating it is a parent. I want to cry.

Class began with everyone getting to their spots, which he succeed at. He sat there and listened as Coach Joe and the rest of the class spoke about dinosaurs. He even chimed in on the conversation once. And that was it. He didn't want do participate in the stretching, which didn't surprise me because he didn't last week either. Not a huge deal, but then he didn't want to do anything else either.

After a couple drills, they had a quick drink break. Hunter came over to grab a drink, and then didn't want to go back because he found a little bead on the floor and was more interested in that than soccer. Perry finally took the bead away, and he eventually got back to his spot. During the next drill they did, he became distracted by the glitter that was scattered across the floor. Couldn't get him to focus on anything else. And then he found another bead...

We ended up leaving about 15 minutes early from class because Hunter was running around by himself more than he was participating in class. I'm not sure if I'm more embarrassed that we left early, or more embarrassed as to how the whole situation was handled by Perry. Either way, I felt stupid. I felt stupid leaving in front of the other parents because they had kids who were behaving.

I knew going into this that Hunter was going to have some problems listening, because he always has. But I thought he did pretty good last week! Maybe I just have my expectations too high? Or maybe I just want to hear someone tell me that he had ADHD or something, so I can stop pretending that he's a normal kid and begin learning how to deal with it.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Picnic at the Park

Our activity for today was to have a picnic at the park. We had one earlier this year, but the boys wanted to have another one. Honestly, I welcomed the idea because for one, it got us out of the house so Dad could sleep. And two, parks wear them out, which I love!

On our journey to the park, which is about 10 blocks away, give or take, I decided I would bring them in the wagon. Bike riding right now is just too hard for one person. We made it about half way there before we had a mishap. Hunter somehow fell out of the wagon. I don't know how it happened, nor did I even realize it happened, until I heard him start crying. When I looked back, and he was laying there like he was roadkill, but on the side walk. He was fine. 
We finally made it to the park and had our lunchables to eat.
 I let them eat their pudding first...
...which they slurped down!
After JP was done, he was excused to go play while Hunter finished up. He climbed on top the dinosaur, and then tried to crawl back down. It normally isn't a problem, except he went down head first and then landed on his face. He looked to be okay when I retrieved the crying boy, but soon after, I was speckled in blood from his nose...I'm glad I brought napkins!
 But it was nothing some Sour Patch Kids couldn't fix...or some dandelions!
Once JP was up and running around, Hunter took a potty break. Glad I went into the port-a-potty with him because he nearly fell in...eek! When that was handled I went to clean up lunch. Meanwhile the boys found this water bag around the tree, and opted to jump on it instead of playing with all of the equipment there. Need less to say they were soaking wet by the time I realized what they were doing and got to them. 
 Hunter then insisted on taking his clothes off...we compromised on just the pants....and then we went home.
 I was pretty sure they were both going to fall asleep there for a while...but the trip home didn't last long enough!

Thursday, September 13, 2012

SoccerTots for Hunter

Alright readers! I'm back to blogging again! I know I know I's been about 3 weeks since I last posted something! We've been super busy for a while but I'll go into that later! For now, I'm going to stick to the topic of SoccerTots and update you gradually as I post more!

So to begin, if you're following me on Facebook, you probably know that I signed Hunter up for SoccerTots this fall. I've wanted to sign him up since he was 18 months, but at that point, I had a little newborn baby and wouldn't have been able to help him during class, like required when they are that young. Now that Hunter is older, he's able to participate on his own, which makes it easier on me, but not for poor little JP! 

In the last week leading up to soccer, we've done a lot of talking about soccer to get Hunter really excited about going. He was so excited to go! And JP was so excited to go too...but only because he was convinced we signed him up for beach volleyball! He's told everyone that's what he going to be playing. I didn't have the heart to tell him he was just going to have to watch. It was to the point that when I told Hunter before we left that we had to change into his soccer clothes, JP insisted I change him into his beach volleyball clothes!

When we arrived, ironically, Hunter didn't want anything to with soccer, but JP did! 
Perry gave Hunter a little pep talk and then the instructor came over and gave him a balloon and then he warmed up pretty quickly.
 Hunter and JP were running around the field in no time! I figured I'd let JP run around in between sessions so he didn't feel totally left out.
Perry and I were impressed with how long Hunter *actually* sat still and listened!
One of the first games they did involved them using the foam noodles you see at the swimming pool. Basically they were to run around an "tickle" Coach Joe with the noodles. Here's a video so you can see how Hunter did. (He's the one in the red!)

 The next game they played was called "Messy Monkey, Good Monkey" where they were handed these cone that they were instructed to place anywhere on the grass. Next they had to kick them down, and then Coach Joe had them stand them up with their feet. He asked the kids "What happens when we make a mess? What do we have to do?" One of the boys responded with "Tell mommy!" The correct answer of course was "clean it up". A few of us moms on the side cracked up, but that video was taking forever to upload so I ended up aborting it. Anyways, the next time they kicked them down, Coach Joe had them clean them up by picking them up with their foot and grabbing it with their hands. Hunter got one. As you can see, most of the other kids got the concept. Hunter just got the "we need to clean them up" concept. Ah well.

 For the most part Hunter was pretty good at listening and returning to his spot when asked. But of course there were times when he didn't. He was definitely *that kid* of the group.

 JP turned out to be a trooper too! He watch patiently and occupied some of the time by playing letters on my Kindle Fire. So glad I brought that along!
But like I said, there were times Hunter didn't want to join in on some of the activities, so he was caught doing this pretty often too! A few times during the session, Perry went out on the field to help Hunter get back on track...and once to retrieve JP.