Last 24 Hours.....

Chad has worked 3 out of the last 4 days.  

When I figured it up, he is home less than 24 hours inbetween his shifts.

I feel sorry for him, but am thankful that he does so much to provide for our family.

HOWEVER......

I do my own duty at home.

In the last 24 hours, I have dealt with a blackout at bedtime and splinters.

Sounds innocent, right?

WRONG!

Last night at 8:30, the lights went out.

THE WHOLE FREAKIN' TOWN!

The kids had just went to bed and had only been in bed a short while, long enough to settle down, but short enough not to be asleep.

And then everything went black.

No fans, no music, no nadda.

And you should've heard the screaming coming from all ends of the house.

I went to Macey's room first because I know that she'll just lay in bed and cry.  

She was hysterical and as I was coming into her room, and Josh ran up the stairs with his lovey and dog.  Crying, but not hysterical.

So......we made the best of it.  

Called the electrical company and "based on historical averages, your power is supposed be on by 1 a.m."

Uh no.

Read a couple of books on my bed with each of us having the flashlights.  And by miracle among miracles, the electricity came back on.

But, now Macey is TERRIFIED to sleep.  She keeps calling out "Mama-my 'lectricity's doin' sumptin!"

And it's not.

Then around 10 today, if you would've peeked in my back door, you would've seen me in the sunlight digging a splinter out of my son's rear end.  LITERALLY.  

No metaphors there.

A splinter in the rear.

And I couldn't help but say, "Son, you know if you would've been wearing underwear under your shorts, this probably wouldn't have happened."

Duh.

Oh what tomorrow, what'cha gunna throw at me?!?!?

4th of July

We had the BEST 4th of July this year!

The kids are old enough to have fun and stay up later.

Grandma Evie and Papa Hoyt were generous enough to give the kids some firecracker money.

We made a HUGE production over getting them!

We went to several tents.

Yeah, they sell the same stuff.

But it's much more fun when you get to go to a couple and stretch it out!

Then we went over to Mimi's for an excellent BBQ dinner...ribs, grilled chicken, pea/lettuce salad, festive jello, etc.  It was great!

I enjoyed it so much, I rolled in it.

Stupid belly and stupid BBQ sauce.

Then we went outside and lit some fireworks.

The favorite daytime ones are always the parachutes.

They had the BEST time chasing these!  

Totally should've bought more.  I don't think the 8 or so we bought were enough.

Daddy was the official lighter for the evening.

Then we did one rocket.

And various other fun fireworks.

It was topped off with ice cream and some awesome big fireworks put on by the city.

Everyone had a great time.

Okay, okay! I get the hint!

As I'm sitting here eating breakfast, Josh has been talking with me.

Like a grown up.

Then all of the sudden, he looks at me so seriously and says, "Mom, do you think sometime we ought to clean the table?"

Point taken son.

I've been slacking on housework too.

Are you and your Dad in cahoots together?

Random Things at Our House

Here are some random things you might have overheard yesterday if you were a fly on our wall.

Daddy - "Anything for lunch?"

Me - "Lunch meat, hot dogs, sandwiches, nothing big because I'm cooking a big dinner.  Fried chicken, fresh green beans, mashed potatoes, etc."

Daddy - "Oh.  So we're going over to your mom's for dinner or YOU are cooking?!"

Point taken.  It's been a while since I've cooked

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While cooking that fabulous dinner mentioned above, the boys are outside mowing while Macey and I are inside.

I overhear Macey say this from the living room-

"These stickers will NEVER EVER come off the couch!"

What?!

Yep.  That's right.  Ariel stickers all over our leather couch.

Bonus.

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While watching cartoons, a commercial for Chuck E. Cheese comes on.  (You know that annoying playplace with horrible pizza and even worse behaving children?)

So when the commercial ends, Josh turns to me and says, 

"What's Chuck E. Jesus?  Is that a real place?"

Not for this family it's not!