NO COMPASSION!

Dad Dad is CONSTANTLY telling me there is no compassion on Jose Cisneros (our street). He seems to forget how much there was wasn't on Country Club (the street I grew up on).

I was SHOCKED last night when my mom was making a chocolate cake and offered Kylee the spoon to lick. (not shocked yet. it's coming) After the cake was done and the icing on, she let her get ANOTHER spoon and take a BITE from the cake. This cake was for her bible study last night because it was somebody's birthday. They would have NEVER let me take a bite out of that cake! Never! I would have had to wait until AFTER bible study. But, nope, that girl sure did take her spoon, put it in the cake, and come out with a big 'ole spoon full of chocolate. After she leisurely cleaned that spoon, she went to stick it in the cake AGAIN!!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!??!?!

Since I KNEW MY mother would stop her if she had seen her, I said, "Kylee! No. That's enough." My mother turns around to see what she's doing -- Dad Dad is sitting quietly watching the whole thing play out, smiling -- she said, "Kylee, that's for my bible study." (FINALLY the mother I knew is back!) Then, "If you want some more, Bug, get another spoon."

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!??!!?

Kylee goes to the silverware drawer, gets another spoon, and goes back for more...all the while smirking at me! Shock, total and utter shock.

So I say, "You guys would have NEVER let me do that!" And Dad Dad says, "And you are a better person for it. Twenty years from now, remember this day."

NO COMPASSION on Jose Cisneros, Country Club, OR Charles Owens!!!

Cake Boss-Inspired Contest

Both kids stayed home yesterday. Kylee has been coughing ALL weekend, and it did NOT sound like an asthmatic cough. It sounded "full". Blaine was also coughing, but didn't have the headache and runny/stuffy nose that Kylee did, and his cough sounded different. But I decided if I had to stay home with Kylee, Blaine was going to the doctor two so I didn't have to do it later in the week.

Kylee has a viral infection, and Blaine's is asthma. They are both on breathing treatments every four hours around the clock and meds out the whazoo. (is that how you spell that?) Anyway..

Later in the evening, I had finished making dinner, cleaned the kitchen, and everybody was just kinda hanging out. I was on the computer when the kids came in and wanted me to "judge" their contest. I quickly found out these two had been in my kitchen, whipping up their "creations" just like the Cake Boss show they had been watching the last time I KNEW what they were up to.

I present to you "Blaineapetite" and "Jolate"



And the presentations given to the judge.



I drew the line at tasting these creations, but the two of them tasted each others. ONE bite was enough, but .... gag!

Who do you think won Cake Boss Creations?

Since I'm the "Meanest Mom" and all...

Mean Moms

Someday when my children are old enough to
understand the logic that motivates a parent,
I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:
I loved you enough to ask where you were going,
with whom, and what time you would be home.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you
discover that your new best friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to stand over you for
two hours while you cleaned your room,
a job that should have taken 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to let you see anger,
disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children
must learn that their parents aren't perfect..

I loved you enough to let you assume the
responsibility for your actions even when the
penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart..

But most of all, I loved you enough to say
NO when I knew you would hate me for it..

Those were the most difficult battles of all..
I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too.
And someday when your children are old enough to
understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.

Was your Mom mean?
I know mine was.

We had the meanest mother in the whole world!
While other kids ate candy for breakfast,
we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast.

When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch,
we had to eat sandwiches.

And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was
different from what other kids had, too.

Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times..
You'd think we were convicts in a prison.
She had to know who our friends were
and what we were doing with them.
She insisted that if we said we
would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less.

We were ashamed to admit it,
but she had the nerve to break
the Child Labor Laws by making us work.
We had to wash the dishes, make the beds,
learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry,
empty the trash and all sorts of cruel
jobs.
I think she would lie awake at night
thinking of more things for us to do.

She always insisted on us telling the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

By the time we were teenagers,
she could read our minds
and had eyes in the back of her head.
Then, life was really tough!

Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk
the horn when they drove up
They had to come up to the door
so she could meet them.

While everyone else could date
when they were 12 or 13,
we had to wait until we were 16.

Because of our mother we missed out
on lots of things other kids experienced.
None of us have ever
been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's
property or ever arrested for any crime.
It was all her fault.

Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults.
We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was.

I think that is what's wrong with the world today.
It just doesn't have enough mean moms!

Generation 2000

Kylee had another performance today at Generation 2000 downtown this morning. I asked her last night to take a shower and wash her hair so we could just curl it this morning, but what do I know? I'm just the mother. She didn't. So, of course, this morning she's running late. I told her 257 times to get in the shower, which she ignored. Finally I just told her that I didn't care if she was late because it wasn't school, and it really wasn't important to me. For some strange reason, that lit a fire under her. She moved like I've never seen her move before.

She was still late. She was SUPPOSED to be here at 10:30, but she didn't actually GET there until 10:50. They danced at 11:05. The ONLY reason she made it that "early" is because her mother lied and actually does care and should have gotten a ticket on the way. In the hurry, though, I forgot my camera. boohoo So you'll just have to go with the phone pictures and videos her Dad and I got.

She actually danced four dances, and Joey got bits and pieces of all of them, but the quality is so bad, I'm just giving a little preview of one.

After she danced, there was other stuff for the kids to do. They had a lot of the same stuff they had at Spooktacular in October, like this slide



And they also had a few other things.

One of the radio stations had several contests the kids could join and win prizes. When they announced the hula-hooping contest, of course, my daughter was so there. So her brother decided to join, too.
Neither of them won, but it was great fun and big laughs.

But not quite as big as the laughs we had on the next activity we found. I don't even know how to describe, so I will let pictures speak their thousand words.

Did they make you laugh as hard as they made us laugh. Oh, it was fun!

When we headed out to go to lunch (because I was about to eat my arm off. Remember, we were late this morning, so everybody ate but who? That's right, the mother), we found something that quickly sobered our moods.
UGH!! I've had more problems with the tires on THIS vehicle than any I've EVER owned. Think it's time for these wheels!

tehehe!! And, of course, I said as much. After lunch and after shopping for new closet doors for the kids (joy, oh joy), off to the dealership we went. Just not to the RIGHT dealership! :-( Instead of Toyota, we went to Chevrolet. You know, there's a big price difference and all.

Y'all, I just can't commit to beer



when I could have really, really WANT champagne!!




I didn't get a new vehicle. I'm going to keep driving this one I have until I get over myself conform my beer budget to my champagne taste. UUGGHH!

On that note....GOOD NIGHT!

Our gift to Brodie

OUCH!!

Everybody say a little prayer and send a little sympathy this way. Joey had oral surgery this morning. They cut his gums open, scraped them out, and sewed them back up, and they pulled his wisdom teeth. He's MISERABLE! Asleep now, but when he's awake, there are silent tears streaming down his face.
Thanks!

Mother Dearest

My daugher was sitting in my lap at the computer, and we were just talking. Here's how our conversation went.
K: Mommy, Ashley was in first period......and then she stopped.
M: REALLY?
K: Why do you say really? I'm not finished!!
M: OH, I thought you said Ashley started her period!
K: (after rolling on the floor laughing) Mommy, you are the meanest mom, but you are really funny!

Going once, going twice, SOLD!

When we reluctantly left Brodie, we headed back to Pecos to watch the kids sell their animals.

Blaine and Jet really enjoyed each other, and they are both so handsome!

Mommers and MomMom enjoyed their boys, too.

I was so proud of those boys for sitting up there watching the sale. That's hard to do when you're 5. I guess it did get a little slow at one point because Mom Mom decided to let Blaine bid on a cake they were auctioning off between the animals. As soon as he did, the auctioneer, who just happens to also be his grandfather, called him down to help him.

Then Blaine REALLY thought he was big. Before it was all over, he was opening gates to let the animals into the sale ring and everything. And after the sale, he kept talking about the $100 cake "he" bought!

Speaking of thinking they are so big...I really don't favor one child over the other, really! It's just I didn't see much of Kylee because she was too busy being 10 and big and running around...just like somebody else I used to know at that age when the stock show and sale came around. But when she saw Blaine helping Pops, she wanted a piece of the action, too, so when Blaine moved on to opening gates, she and Kellie decided to help.


The kids did a really great job showing and selling their animals!

Kellie with her great big smile!

Morgan, all beautified by her Aunt Randa

Doesn't she look beautiful?


I have NO idea where I was when Michael sold his goat. I can't believe I missed it! He did a great job, too, and needs his picture included in this post. So here's a picture of he and Kyle getting ready to ride the next day.


While I thought I was being so sneaky getting this picture,
which I love, by the way, evidentally Mom was busy sneaking glimpes at Randa and I sitting together. She told Randa Sunday that she was tickled watching us because she could only imagine what we were talking about. But since I was the one taking the pictures, there's obviously NOT one of the two of us. It probably looked something like this..... or maybe a bit more mischevious...hehe No, we were really being good...that night!
And I was glad my kiddos got to visit with Mom a bit.


McKenzie didn't get to go to the sale, but we did get to see her.


Before we left Sunday, we went by to see Granny and visit and show her pictures of Brodie.

It was a VERY full weekend, and we were glad to have Monday off for Martin Luther King. We did very little other than laundry and laying around. Kylee and I went and got our piggies done while Blaine played DS with his Daddy. After our whirlwind weekend, though, I'm hoping this short week FEELS short!

Meeting Brodie Dan

Mom Mom and the kids and I set out this weekend to meet the new baby...and see the other cousins, too, of course. We left after work Friday and headed to Pecos, spent the night with Kyle's family, and then headed to Midland Saturday to meet Brodie. Kyle's family stayed in Pecos to show their animals in the stock show.

It was love at first sight....for most of us.


We had to FIGHT to get him away from Kylee so we could love on him. She literally held him 3/4 of the time we were there!

Blaine, on the other hand, when I asked him if he wanted to hold the baby, he said, "Nah, I'll just pet the dog!" HA! But since I didn't WANT a picture of him holding the dog....


Brodie is a GREAT baby. He sleeps constantly! Even when he nursed, he didn't open his eyes. We wanted to see his eyes, though, so his Daddy
took him and was calling his name in a deep voice and snapping his fingers. Can you tell it didn't work? LOL

We finally laid him on the couch, uncovered him, moved him around a lot, and got this.....for about three seconds! Good thing I'm trigger happy!

So I think this family is complete. (DOn't forget Courtney isn't there!) And Brodie is probably our last baby. :-(

Simon Teacher Says

So we walk into Mr. Garcia's classroom, and he says, Okay. Let's begin with this: Kylee, you KNOW how I feel about you. You're awesome, girl. I have never trusted a student with as much of my personal stuff as I trust you with. Mom, she's a GREAT kid, wonderful student, and has a heart of gold. I love her! Now....all that being said, I'm worried about math.
Kylee has a 2 in math. Kylee has never had a 2 in her entire life...ever! Bless her heart, it just doesn't CLICK for her. She does well on her homework, when she can look it up and spend as much time has as she needs on it, she can eventually get it. But when she tests or goes back to something they didn't JUST learn, she loses it. It doesn't click.
He's an amazing teacher, though! He has offered all kinds of help, even given Kylee his PERSONAL email he receives on his phone so he can help her when she needs it. He also gave Mom some resources, since I totally can't even help her, to help. He went on and on about how he knows she's going to be fine and we are going to fix this. He knows her so well, he even told her that if she doesn't understand something, to email him and go on. He told her he didn't want her worried about it or losing sleep over it. He knows her so well.

Now moving on to Blaine. His grades are really good. He is doing so well academically. He just won't hush. (Can't IMAGINE where he gets that) She is not even worried about that. She said they ALL do it, and to Blaine's credit, he can talk AND work. It's just that his classmates can't. He's beginning to write sentences and read some. It's really exciting. But even if the teacher isn't concerened with his motor mouth, his mother still is.

The sky is falling!

Last night was parent-teacher conferences. What an eye opener for sure! When I left work, I told my judge, Okay, I'm off to parent teacher conferences. I'll hear that Kylee is an angel and Blaine talks to much.
I did hear both of those things, and so much more...so much more. Dad Dad picked the kids up from school, and I knew there were going to be long lines in both classrooms, so I just headed straight to the school. I went to Blaine's class first because kinder is ALWAYS more packed than 5th grade. Luckily, Mrs. Murphy had a sign-in sheet. I got here about five minutes before five, so I signed in for the 5:40 slot, and went upstairs to Mr. Garcia's room. He had no sign-in sheet, so I just sat down in line.

As I'm sitting there, Kylee calls and wants to know if she can come to the parent-teacher conferences. I told her that I was already there, but if Dad Dad wanted to bring her, I was fine with that. I found out later they BOTH wanted to come, and he did bring them to me. As I'm sitting there Nurse Fagan comes up to bring Mr. Garcia something. When she sees me, she grins real big and asks where the kids are. I tell them they are on their way with their granddad. She says, Oh good, I'm going to tell you something, but you CANNOT tell them I told you, and you CANNOT be upset with them!

UGH!! How do I do that?! But I WANT to hear what she's going to say, especially with her big grin and mischevious look, so...I agree. So she says, Blaine is really structured, isn't he? I was a little taken back. KYLEE is very structured, but Blaine kinda rolls with the flow, always has. BUT...she proceeds to tell me that if something doesn't go his way or things get a little out of whack, he loses control and can't deal. He cries, gets sent to the nurse's office, and she has to go get Kylee to calm him down. Again, taken aback! So I said, How often does this happen? She says, Oh, weekly, maybe a little less than weekly. I said, Weekly since, like, Christmas? She says, No. Weekly since like school started.

You know what I've decided? He's playing her like a fiddle. He wants to see his sister, and he's figured out that this is what makes it happen. I'm sure the first time it happened, he was a new student, maybe a little uneasy or afraid, but after it got his sister to come, he just kept doing it. I am further convinced since JUST yesterday, Kylee mentioned something about not being at the school next year. (She's going to middle school...NEXT door, connected by a library!) Blaine asked where she was going, and she said to middle school. He said, How am I going to see you? He's playing them.

OH, but Nurse Fagan wasn't finished. Kylee had also pulled a stunt, again, shockingly, just that VERY day! Ah, how providential is this?! Anyway, Kylee's been having to use her inhaler at school this week, which Nurse Fagan keeps. (Honestly, Nurse Fagan doesn't even HAVE to keep it, since I and the pediatrician have filled out all the paperwork necessary for Kylee to be able to carry it with her and administer it herself. But then, I guess, how would she get to leave class?)
Anyway, she tells me that Kylee shows up in her office yesterday, and it wasn't even time for her inhaler. Kylee says, Don't tell Mr. Garcia, but I'm fine. I just wanted to talk to you. At this point, the nurse is still giving Kylee the benefit of the doubt, thinking she wants to talk about, you know, "girl stuff". Nope, my daughter just wants to shoot the bull! This is so out of character for her, too. They must have been doing math! (This statement will make more since as this very long post progresses) Anyway, at that point, I was relieved to hear that Nurse Fagan enlightned Little Miss that if Mr. Garcia knew what she was doing, it would break his heart, and that it was to NEVER happen again. Then she let her stay and run a couple of errands for her so Kylee wouldn't be upset. UGH!

About this point, the kids show up. Blaine walks straight over to me, and says, I have a surprise for you! And he hands me a rock, a plain 'ole playground rock, and says, Mommy, it's from outer space!
M: Really? How do you know?
B: Because I was playing on the playground and it hit me on the head. So I looked up, and there was an alien named Blablo. He said, You wanna go to the moon? And I said, I sure do. So we went to the moon.
M: Really? Wow? What was the moon like?
B: It was really cool!
M: What did it feel like to WALK on the moon?
B: No, Mommy, I didn't walk on the moon! Blablo had this machine, and he pushed this button and it made me fly like a rocket. So I just flew around the moon.
M: And where were you SUPPOSED to be while you were flying around the moon, in class?
B: No, Mommy, it was recess time after lunch. So I flew around the moon until the monitor told us it was time to go back in.
M: Wow!
Sure wish I could have those kind of lunches.

Wednesday Worries

In the past couple of days, my kids have just been FULL of stories and funnies. I guess I'll just kinda go in chronological order.

Wednesday afternoon, I was sitting at work when I got an instant message from Kylee. She was telling me that her dimple (what she calls her plantars wart) was itching. I explained to her that was good because it meant it was healing. Then I get this:
K: I need love right now and i mean NOW
M: Ok. Why?
K: Because I need!
M: Is something wrong?
K: YES!
M: What
K: My foot and the loudness in this room and everything!
Just when I think she's getting too big for her britches, she gives me comfort in being my little girl. ;-)

Wednesday evening while we were eating supper, Kylee was working on her homework with Mom Mom, and Blaine and I were just visiting. He has a "team" of boys he hangs out with at school, and they call themselves the Yankees. Here's how our conversation went:
B: SOMEbody in the Yankees cried on the playground today, and it WASN'T me!
M: Really? What happened?
B: Well, Derrick kicked dirt at Scotty, and Scotty hates dirt. It got in his eyes, and he started crying. When Scotty started crying, so did Derrick. So I said, We just need to take a break and have a group hug, so we did!
Don't you LOVE that? What a sweet boy my son is!

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