Daily Life

I’m Still Here

So I’ve been MIA for a while. My fun holiday weekend wasn’t all that fun. The appraisers called and where I figured I’d have another week to accomplish my tasks I had the weekend. It was good that it was a long one so Alex and I could both work on the projects and cleaning but that means we didn’t get to have fun. We did finish all the projects on our list though, so yay for that. But that is what procrastination gets you- not enough time to do what you should have done earlier.

The kids were helpful here and there. My 11 year old daughter wanted to help with projects so much. I gave in and let her help me mud and texture a ceiling and she was better at it that my son who was helping. I let her paint some of it too. They all helped clean up the house and yard, as they should and the appraisal hopefully went well.

We did do some fun stuff over the weekend. We had a cookout and ate in the backyard. The kids went swimming even though the water was cold due to the cool week we had last week. I did not participate. I don’t do cold.

Benjamin had shown signs of growing up; he helped around the house without being told. I love when it finally clicks for them. Alex decided to reward him so we took him out to eat and had the chance to talk to him.

Then we went to the local firework stand and spent way too much for what we got. The fireworks were a disappointment. Big time. Evangeline wasn’t scared of them and clapped at every one. We didn’t go see any fireworks show but a lot of the people around town had bought some big ones and we went to the high school football field and watched them go off all over town. It was fun and the kids declared it was the best day ever. I’m glad we’ve set the bar so low. The moon was really full and big and bright which did add to the beauty of the night. The dog hated them all and hid under a bed.

On Sunday we got up early and went to my parents house. My whole family was there and it was so much fun. I wish it wasn’t a five hour drive round trip but it is what it is. We visited and the kids played with their cousins. We are making plans for the kids to stay for a week (or a few days) at Gramma and Grampa’s house. It will be a fun break for all of us. Well, maybe. It will wear out my parents. I’d keep the baby with me though.

Monday morning I got up and had to finish cleaning for the appraisal. I was up at 5:30 because it started at 9:00. Dishes, sweeping, vacuuming, decluttering, etc. I went to the basement when there was fifteen minutes left only to find the two teenagers asleep in their dirty smelly room. I had had the kids sleep outside in the tent so I could make their beds and nor have them in the way but the big boys dis what they want. Fine. I told them to jump up and help me. I went around shoving things. Pile of wet clothes in a couple rooms? Thrown into the washer. Pile of mattress pads and sheets? Thrown in the dryer to jus TV get it out of the way. Then as I was sweeping the basement floor there was a knock on the door. I threw the broom at the boys and told them to finish.

I think it went okay. I got a cleaner house out of the deal and a bunch of needed projects done. Now I can start tearing it all apart. Sheesh. I think I am going to recruit my son’s friends for demo. I figure it could be fun for them and I’ll give them a pizza party at the end. It is a proven fact that teenagers do almost anything for food.

I spent a good chunk of Tuesday researching contractors and subcontractors. I think I’ve decided that I am going to be the general contractor for this and I’ll hire and schedule the subs. It could save me money but could be a pain. I’ll find out. I need to call the window guy and see when those are going to be installed.

Two of Alex’s sisters are here for a couple days so that should be fun for the kids. Elizabeth was so excited because she gets to have her nails painted by her aunt. Fun stuff for a five year old.

It should be another busy day. I’ll get to it and let you do the same.

Daily Life

Plans on Hold

Yesterday morning I was prepping to go camping for the weekend. Yesterday afternoon I got a call that the house appraiser was coming Monday morning.

Plot twist.

Okay, it was all good. Just a slight panic because I was excited to just get away from everything and have fun with my kids. I thought we’d have another week at least to prepare for the appraisal. Nope. Just a long weekend. I changed gears and got to work. I cleaned the boys bathroom (it was so gross and I don’t know why they think it is acceptable) and then I cleaned the little boys bedroom. I moved furniture around because that’s what I do.

The big boys said they cleaned their room. They clearly don’t know the meaning of the word clean. I took everything out of their closet. Random piles of paper and art supplies and just stuff. I took some of it and told them to put away the rest. What do you bet they just shoved it back into the closet willy-nilly?

I moved tables and wardrobes and exercise equipment, beds and piles and piles of laundry. Actually I made the piles and had everyone help. I vacuumed and vacuumed and dusted and then I was pooped. Only to have to get up and start in again.

I planned on painting the stairs this morning but instead I am writing. I don’t want to paint them. They need it but I just would rather fix them right but don’t have the time or materials for it yet.

And the camping trip? We are still having it. In the backyard. Because why not.

Quick funny story. Last night I was tucking the little boys in. They are in the basement and out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow move in the window. I calmed myself thinking it was just our cat, but realized it was huge! A ginormous black head was in the window looking at me. My neighbor’s great dane had gotten out and was looking at me. I was startled but figured out what was going on. I went to put her back in her yard because I knew the neighbors had gone camping. I don’t know how she got out. The fence gates were all zip tied and blocked. It is a mystery. But having a huge black animal blend into the night staring at you through the window is a little disconcerting.

Okay, fine, I’ll get to work. It is going to be a very long day.

Daily Life, Sunday

Start the Week

Sunday was a good day. Very slow. Rainy.

For the kids singing time at our home church I asked them each what song they would like to sing. Noah said the sun song. I don’t know what that is so he picked another one. Elizabeth said she wanted the raspberry song. Again, I don’t know what that is. Turns out they were going by what they thought the picture was on the songbook page. No raspberries. I told her to go through the book and find it. She came across a page with palm leaves on it. I told her the song was called Hosana. Oh, she said then proceeded to sing, “Hosana ooh na-na.” Um no. That is not how the song in the book goes. I got a chortle out of that and corrected her. The other song says Havana, not Hosana. Hopefully we cleared that up.

Around dinner time I didn’t want to cook. The kids said they wanted donuts. I said if they made them then they could have donuts for dinner. Everyone ran upstairs as fast as they could. I believe they all helped Alex and only one bowl was broken. I found remnants when I cleaned on Monday.

Benjamin wanted to make the frosting/ glaze for the donuts. I told him butter and sugar milk and vanilla. I didn’t specify powdered sugar because I thought it was obvious. It wasn’t to him and the regular sugar didn’t work. After the failed batch he asked what kind of sugar to use. The second batch was good. Alex said he saw him using the wrong sugar but figured it was an easy lesson for Benjamin. Benjamin asked why Alex didn’t stop him. I asked if he would make that mistake again. He said no. Okay, lesson learned. And the donuts were good.

Monday wore me out. With the appraisal looming over my head I need the whole house decluttered and cleaned. I cleaned the whole day. Bedrooms dusted, vacuumed. Bathrooms cleaned. Laundry room cleaned. Laundry washed and put away. Front room cleaned. All the upstairs vacuumed and mopped. The basement cleaned. All the dishes found scattered throughout the house washed. All that’s left is the kids bedrooms and the garage. And the basement bathroom. I don’t want to do that one, it is gross – five boys use it. But I’ll do it anyways. If I could I would ban my kids from the house. I’d set a tent up in the backyard and have them camp out there for an extended period of time to save the house. I won’t but it is a nice thought.

Once the cleaning is “done” (is it ever done?) I need to mud and texture the girls’ bedroom ceiling then paint it and the walls. I haven’t moved the little girls into the room yet because I want to get that done first so I am not dodging furniture when I mud. It is just easier that way.

Last night Alex should have been mudding the drywall on the new closet he build but he spent hours finalizing drafting of the renovation plans. He loves drafting. We made sure the measurements were correct and moved a couple things that we’d wanted to change, added a few more lights, etc. The good thing about being able to redo a house is that we’ve lived here for eight years and know how we’d make the space work better. A good thing about taking our time is we’ve been able to think and rethink what we thought we wanted and try and improve it. Things that have bugged us we can change. Things that we have always wanted we can add. I am looking forward to ripping the whole thing out but not necessarily putting it back together. It will be worth it. I hope.

Alex did stop working on it long enough to join us for scriptures and prayer. It was fun because the story we were on is an exciting one and Michael was practically on the edge of his seat. He loved it and said, “Ammon is awesome!” I have to agree.

Well, I need to start the day. It is the last day of June. I’ve got lots to do including fortifying myself for July because if it follows the first half of the year we need all the help we can get. Can we just pretend that 2020 is over? Just me?

Daily Life, Thoughts

The Days Go By

The day started out okay. Up early and got my walk in. I was thinking about stuff and such, planning things. One thing I was looking forward to just felt wrong. I couldn’t make it feel right even with a bunch of justification. The Spirit was telling me no.

Fine. I gave in, a little petulantly. It threw off my mood and I headed into a bit of depression. It is so silly. I still have a lot of things I need to do today and all I could seem to do was sit there in my doldrums. What I really wanted to do was just go window shopping: Home Depot, Kohl’s, TJMaxx. Not really buy anything. I think I need a change of scene. It is one of the drawbacks of country living- everything is a drive away. I saw a meme that said, “Now I understand why Laura Ingalls was so excited to go to town with Pa.” For real.

The gas line in my neighborhood is being replaced/repaired and they had to dig up the road. It was fun to watch. The little kids and I sat on the front steps eating popsicles and watching the trucks and tractors and such do their thing. It was nerve wracking as well because trying to keep the kids from getting in the way was not something I thought id have to do. Sit on the steps, stay out of the way. Not hard, right? Wrong. Eventually the hubbub had moved down the street a ways and I was able to convince the kids to come in so they wouldn’t be run over or sunburned.

Michael asked for $10 to go out with his friends on Friday. I told him he could earn it. He reluctantly agreed. He went and got the pickax as instructed and I had him tear up a section of the yard that was very uneven, choked with weeds and very ugly. He did a good half an hour before blisters started to form and his back started hurting. Hard to go from video games building virtual worlds to building stuff in reality. He said he’d finish the next day. He’ll use gloves this time and work on his form. The plan is to pull the weeds now that the dirt is turned over and then sift out the rocks, level it and plant grass. There are two more spots of similar size I have plans to do the same thing to.

While Michael was digging I was weeding in the garden. I pulled a bunch of morning glory out of the strawberry patch and discovered a sprout of peppermint plant. I had dug the main plant out years ago and put it out front. This straggler had survived. I carefully dug it out and put it in a pot. My friend had said she wanted a peppermint plant last year. So I saved it for her and asked if she wanted some strawberry and raspberry plants. They all grow like weeds sending shoots and runners all over. Raspberries are coming up in the middle of my yard and the strawberries are in the walkway. My friend and her husband came over last night and we dug up all the rogue plants and they took them home. It’s a good cycle. I got berry starts from one friend and passed some on to another.

After a late dinner (we had to visit with our friends for awhile) I made the kids clean the house. Yes, it was late. Did I care? Nope. If they are going to sit all day then they can work at night.

I was telling Alex that I am doing this parenting thing- I was going to say wrong, but that’s not true, more like not how I want to. I want a certain outcome but the things I am doing aren’t going to get me to that goal. Know what I mean? I don’t think a clean house is the be all end all but i focus on it because it is tied in with work and responsibility (and I can’t think in a messy house). I told the boys that it seemed to me that life was the opposite of what you would think: the harder you work the easier life is not the opposite which is the less you work the easier it is. I don’t think they believe me. Who wants to work harder?

So I am trying to find a balance. I have never been very disciplined or consistent and that has been a problem. In fact it is the problem. I’m working on getting better at saying no and having the kids get work done first then play later but it is an uphill battle. But I can always try again tomorrow. Though the tomorrows are running out. My oldest has only 4 more years at home then they all start leaving. Have I taught them enough? Will they do okay? Will they succeed? This parenting thing- tough.

Well, I guess I better stop writing about it for now and get up and do something about it.

Daily Life, Dating My Sweetheart


Tuesday was a good day. Monday had been a struggle in the fact that the house was a disaster. I told myself I would keep this blog real and this is real. I had been meaning to get the kitchen/ dining room portion of the basement cleaned for days. We’d cleaned the carpeted/living area daily but beyond the couch the kids didn’t recognize as being part of the basement. They didn’t consider their rooms to be part of it, truth be known. It had gotten bad and one reason or another it had slipped off the to do list. Out of sight out of mind. I’d walk by and say that I’d get to it in a minute and then get distracted by something. My ADD (I swear I have it) would pull me in a million different directions but not to that one thing. Moldy bowls of food were hiding out of sight, sticky spills on the floor and table, pudding splattered on the counters, garbage that didn’t make it to the can. It was looking like a mild case of hoarders. I hadn’t gone into that room, just walked by on my way to do other stuff. I knew I needed to get to it.

I got up and went for a walk. I took the time to pray and I asked for help because I needed help focusing. Sometimes I can focus with laser ability but most of the time I’m like a pinball bouncing around without any clue which direction I’m going to go next. I prayed to be able to find solutions and for help to get done what I needed to get done. As I was praying, I could see in my mind’s eye exactly what needed to be done and in what order and even how to do it. Little miracles. I got everything done that I was needing to do. The kids helped and the mess was cleaned really fast. They even cleaned their rooms quickly. I was shocked because we’d been nagging them for weeks to clean their rooms all the way.

One of the things that I saw to do was a school schedule and a chore chart. I have a couple charts of things the kids need to do and they are fairly good at getting them done but they needed a little more direction. I’ll implement it today and see if I can get the ball rolling.

(It’s true.)

I’ll tell you about another miracle. This is a big one and it is not mine. My sister-in-law moved to be closer to her work this past week. She moved into a rental and cleaned out her house to rent or sell. It is a large townhouse, newer, and thus it isn’t cheap. The economy going down wasn’t going to help matters. She asked for her family to pray that it would sell because she needed it sold this week. We all prayed and y’all, it sold. In less than a week. She signed the papers tonight. An investor happened to be in town today looking for property and bought it right there and then for asking price! God answers some prayers really fast!

Alex and I went on a date tonight. We needed an outing. I told him I wanted a date that didn’t include Walmart. We went and got Taco Time and the guy taking our order didn’t hear half our order. Oh well, we didn’t need it anyways. We drove to a local park and the place was packed! It is a college town and it was all room mates and newlyweds all over. The whole town looks like nothing has changed except you have to do take-out for everything. Social distancing at its finest. Not.

We sat and people watched while we ate in our car. One guy had a gun in the back of his pants. We thought it was a bit odd. Did he really need protection while playing lacrosse with his girlfriend?

The date idea Alex came up with was to find properties for sale that had at least an acre of land and go see them. There were quite a few but only one I would have bought because the view is what I’ve been wanting since I moved here. A view of the Teton mountains. Look it up and tell me you wouldn’t want that outside your window. It was a fun date. We talked and dreamed and didn’t go grocery shopping. And dinner was only $15. Not bad. It is so nice having kids who are old enough to babysit so we can go on a date whenever we need to.

That was pretty much it. Bring on the next day.

Daily Life

Trying to Get Back on Track

Ugh. The health saga continues. Why are (most) humans so short sighted? I threw myself off the strict health wagon awhile back. I have maintained within 5 lbs. It is frustrating to fail all the time. But I decided that I need to just get back to it.

My baby is a good sleeper now and that means I can go for walks before my kids wake up. I checked the temperature this morning and even though I am a complete wimp when it comes to cold I braved the 36° F temperature outside this morning. It was above freezing so I figured I’d just do it. I got 1.25-ish miles in. Later in the afternoon I needed a break from sitting and encouraging kids to do schoolwork so I took the dog and went for another walk. If I do that a couple times a day then I should make progress. Just need to be serious and say no to sugar.

It was whine fest at my house today. Most of the kids were just crying and whining all day and I was ready to lose it. I had to quickly correct two of them. One (3 year old) was just being rude and I told him so and he learned to say “please” again today. Another thought he could raise his voice to me. Nope, you don’t get to do that. Another one actually had to be told that as well but his voice didn’t get nearly as loud but he still needed a course correction. The first child got the hint and wrote an apology note to me. His second one of the week. He said he was stressed. Yeah, kid, aren’t we all.

Speaking of stress, I was going to make cookies because I was stressed and thought I would just eat healthy when school was done and the stress was gone. But I realized that it really is never gone. There is always something going on just at varying levels. We can’t always be in survival mode- we just have to learn how to live with the curve balls. Expect the unexpected. Learn how to cope in a healthy way. Eating junk food really just exacerbates the problems anyways. Will I screw that up again? Yep. Will I try to do better? Yep. That’s life.

Lauren, after having a rough few minutes tonight, wrote me a note. It said that she was sorry (she’d spilled nail polish remover on her bed) and that she hates herself right now. On the back of the note she wrote “I have so many regrets.” I giggled at the dramatics. I wrote back that I love her and she needs to not be so hard on herself. Mistakes happen. Get up, dust yourself off and move on. She then asked why life is so hard. (I am so grateful that her hard isn’t actually hard.) I told her it is so we can learn and grow. She’s always been so hard on herself and trying to teach her to be kind to herself has been a tough row to hoe.

I did have the kids clean up the house quickly before bed. I realized that I want then to love waking up to a clean house. We’ll see how that actually goes. I was working with the older boys trying to get them to understand that just because an assignment isn’t due yet that they could very it done now and not wait, or break it down into daily manageable tasks so they aren’t doing it all the night or hour before. We’ll see if they get the hint.

That was pretty much the day. Nothing really exciting- thankfully.

Daily Life

What Day is it?

If you are wondering if you misssed yesterday’s post there wasn’t one. Yesterday was a hard day. The whole situation just got to me- staying home, messy messy house, weird smells (chicks are still in the laundry room bathroom because I tried to take them out to the garage over the weekend but it wouldn’t stay warm enough so they are still stinking up my house until it warms up a bit. We got snow this morning if that tells you anything) and I was just fed up with everything.

Depression hit and I struggled to do anything. I tried to read a book I enjoy, tried to crochet and watch a movie with the kids, etc. I just couldn’t motivate myself. Those days are just hard. I try but at least the hope of tomorrow helps me get through it. I made a bit of soup that I knew the kids wouldn’t eat but Alex and I would and Michael and Evangeline ate it. I had the younger kids make french toast for themselves. It was good because they learned to do it and I didn’t have to. I sat and played some songs on the piano that I hadn’t played in probably a year or more. Some classical sonatinas that I learned when I was 17 that I love love love playing. I like playing them fast and a million notes. It boosted my mood a bit and I was able to get myself to clean the kitchen and basement and have everyone help me.

After the basement was cleaned we watched the Lego 2 Movie. It was a fun cute movie even if we stayed up too late to watch it. I worked on my crocheting while we watched. I am making Christmas presents now so I am not rushing to do them in December. I have been working on them while I sit with the kids doing their school work. It helps me feel like I am accomplishing something, which I am. Multitasking at it’s finest.

This morning when I got up I got to work. The kids were all asleep and I took advantage and matched socks. I had so much laundry to do. But I did get the big boys to sit and do their schoolwork. While we were sitting and working I got a call from on of my son’s teachers. Ironically the class we were working on. She said that she wanted to inform me that one of the answers to the questions she wanted explained he had answered, “no, duh”. I admit, I laughed. I understand where she is coming from, she takes her job seriously and that is great. But I was sitting there when he wrote it and I let it slide because that was a hard hard day. I sat with him for hours doing everything that I could to get him to do anything. He got all the work done. He had a bad attitude the whole time. I had to explain that not everything is going to be fun; unfortunately we have to jump through the hoops.

Today, in spite of the rain, snow, and teachers calling, it was a good day. We didn’t get a lot of school stuff done but the fact that we did any at all is a win. I had other house stuff to do. I needed to get laundry done or Alex would have nothing to wear tomorrow. Today I told Gideon to get dressed as he was running around in his sister’s robe because he said he had no clean or dirty clothes to wear. Um, that’s not possible. The pile of clothes in his room had to be one or the other.

Today was also another day of barely get the baby to sleep and the kids wake her up every single time. So frustrating.

It could be worse. My brother’s son got a hold of the dish soap and while his mother was feeding their two week old daughter. He dumped half the bottle on the floor, the carpet, and the couch. That would be a nightmare to clean up. My sister said she’d take drawings on the wall any day over the soap mess. I would too.

Our “quarantine” is supposed to last another two weeks. The governor extended it this morning. I’m on the fence about it. But what can you do?

Hopefully tomorrow I get to all the kids schoolwork and there are no phone calls.

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School, Self-discipline, and Gone With the Wind

I didn’t want to do school today.

I did it though.

Michael said school is easy at school because you are at school and that’s what you do but at home it is hard because there are so many distractions. I told him that is my life. Everyday I have to make myself work at home even with all the distractions. He said it was easy for me because I’ve had years of practice. He’s only partly right.

It was just school and dishes today. I did make a batch of white chocolate cashew cookies though. They were a hit with Michael. Noah didn’t care for them.

When Evangeline took her second nap I laid down and took one with her. Or school has naptime. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. When we woke up, I think Noah woke us up as usual, he and Evangeline played on the bed and rolled over me like bunch of rambunctious puppies. It was cute. Annoying but cute.

After dinner when I went downstairs it was a disaster! So bad. I turned everything off and called the troops to order. We got it all cleaned in about ten minutes and then I finally put on the movie that Lauren has been waiting for, her history lesson- Gone With the Wind. We watched probably half an hour tonight and Lauren loves it. And she recognizes names of generals and such from school learning so that is fun for her. I haven’t seen the movie in over ten years, probably more and I’m enjoying watching it with her. At this pace it’ll take forever to finish but that’s isn’t a problem.

I looked outside today and the I can see spots of mud through the snow! The temperature will be in the 50s next week so the snow will be gone. We can clean up the yard and start planting the garden. So much work but I love seeing the plants grow. I’m most excited for the raspberries. I’ll probably pant some more bushes because you can never have too many raspberries.

Update on the cat: she is still limping. But using only three legs doesn’t stop her. She was running and playing and trying to climb the tree today. I’ll take her into the vet tomorrow and see what she says.

I told Alex tonight that I want to take the kids on a field trip. The question is where. He just rolled his eyes at that. We’ll probably just end up walking on the track but that could be fun. Maybe we can work on fixing all the bike tires that went flat oooover the winter and then go ride them at the church parking lot. That sounds more like it.

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Best Laid Plans

The best laid plans refers to something that has gone awry, something that has not turned out as well as one had hoped.

Isn’t that the truth. Welcome to the new normal and here’s hoping that it is temporary and is over soon.

Today I woke up knowing that I needed to prepare for tomorrow. I needed to figure a schedule out for homeschooling, or extreme extended homework. I am not looking forward to this with any degree of excitement. I need to change my attitude and quick. I have 5 kids in grades 8 to 1. I recieved emails and texts about assignments. The kids came home with worksheets, workbooks, textbooks, etc. Lauren’s backpack weighed 18 pounds. She weighed it.

I decided that we would get up at the usual time and with any luck get it all done daily before lunch.

Then it dawned on me. Lunch. Breakfast. I hadn’t planned on them being home when I grocery shopped. The little kids are easy to feed. We open a can of tuna or make a peanut butter sandwich. The big kids? They are harder and eat more. I’ll figure it out like I do everything else.

Last night at the store I bought Lucky Charms for breakfast. The kids loved it. Then I came up with the idea to make rainbow bread. I was literally in the kitchen for hours cooking. Between the tortillas I needed to cook from the night before, the rainbow bread and dinner the kids knew where to find me.

It looks good but I don’t think I’ll do it again. The kids faces when they saw it was worth it though. It looks like it would be sweet but it was just normal bread which threw them off balance.

For dinner we had corned beef, cabbage, and mashed potatoes. It was so good. Then after the kids cleaned up (I had them do it because we needed a clean kitchen for school in the morning) we watched half of The Quiet Man. I love that movie and it is our St. Patrick’s Day tradition.

I know I had planned to cut the dog’s fur and I desperately need to do it tomorrow. I didn’t want fur every where when I was cooking so I put it off. I can’t anymore. I know exactly where the dif is because I can smell her before I can see her. The bath did nothing. Like I need something else to do.

Oh, and last night I was driving Alex’s car. It was driving really weird. I thought it might be the engine. Shows how much I know. It needed new tires, bad. That’s always a fun way to spend money. All four tires needed replacing and the alignment fixed. It’s in the shop now. Luckily we haven’t sold our truck yet so Alex can drive it tomorrow.

So, wish me,and I guess every other parent out there, good luck. We are all going to need all the luck and prayers we can get in homeschooling for the first time.

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Fictional Characters and Vacuum Cleaners

Oh, the tooth fairy. All other mythical characters have a set defined day. Not the tooth fairy. She must visit multiple times a year. Unpredictably. When you have three, soon to be four, kids in the tooth loss stage it can get overwhelming.

The day before yesterday I was looking at Gideon and asked if the baby teeth next to his big new front teeth were loose yet. He didn’t really respond. Then yesterday he showed me the same tooth and it was bent at a wonky angle. After school he was sitting on my lap clutching a slightly blood tinged wad of toilet paper. I thought maybe he’d moved the tooth a bit. He started playing with the tooth in his fingers. He’d pulled it out without any fanfare or todo. Yay! I remembered at 10:30 last night that the tooth fairy should visit but didn’t want to get out of bed. This morning he came in sad that he’d not found a dollar. I told him that the tooth fairy must have gotten confused because he had just moved to a new room. He thought it was logical. Oh, the lies some parents tell. His room was a disaster so I cleaned it up and made sure he could “find” the dollar after school. Ay-yi-yi.

Can I just say that the panic around the coronavirus is getting interesting. Toilet paper is the hot commodity, apparently. You can’t get it in stores. It’s gone in Utah. I will see tomorrow if that is true for Idaho.

So my vacuum had a part that was partially broken. The fan bit part of it had been worn down and broken over time. I found and ordered the part hoping it was the right one. It came today when I wasn’t expecting it until the weekend. Yay! I thought all I would need is a Phillip’s head screwdriver because that is what I use to take other parts of the vacuum apart to fix. Not so. I needed a Phillip’s head and two sizes of hex screwdrivers. Are you kidding me? I couldn’t find the screwdriver to save my life. I see it all the time, almost bbn literally everyday except today when I needed it. What should have been a 10-15 minute job turned into a couple hours of me sorting and cleaning out junk drawers, looking in the garage, decluttering several surfaces, etc. I found it underneath the table in the basement kitchen when I walked past on my way to switch laundry loads. Unbelievable. I got the vacuum fixed and I have to say I am quite proud of myself for doing that.

By the way, let me just say something about laundry. So much laundry today. It has gotten out of hand. I’m not even doing three of the kids clothes. The older ones do their own. My bedding alone was three loads today. We have two sets of washers and dryers. I dislike using the ones in the basement. They work okay and were free so I won’t complain. They are relics from the early 80’s. I got all but two loads done.

So for a couple hours after school got out I was wondering where Michael was. I hadn’t seen him. Finally right before dinner I asked Benjamin where he was. He’s old enough, I figured he’d just gone to his friends house. He was asleep in bed. He took an almost four hour nap. Growing I guess.

I spent the entire day cleaning and cleaning and fixing things and the house is a mess again and you can’t tell I’ve done anything. Water spilled on the floor? Clothes strewn on the floor (ones I’d separated and folded). Its enough to make someone lose their mind. It’s exhausting trying to keep up with these kids some days.

I’ll just get up again and do it tomorrow. Actually tomorrow I’m taking Evangeline to the dentist. Should be interesting since she doesn’t like strangers.