It's Here

I knew it was coming. But it hit yesterday. Yep. I'm sick. Thank you to that sweet little boy of mine. And I don't know which is worse. The cold medicine, or the plugged nose, sore throat, throbbing headache, hot ears (it really bothers me), and achy exhaustion. And my poor Jeffie Jean is sick too. So Heath and the boys are on their own for a couple of days. Jeffie and I are just out of commission.

But, to my GREAT surprise, I found a substitute for my blog today. My dear online friend Erin posted about ME today! I'm just overwhelmed! And if I weren't dog sick, I'd jump for joy. But it will just have to do with a small woohoo today. So go check out the blog here, and tell Erin hello while you are there!

Now, where is that Kleenex box?

Mom of the Year

So, I was teasing my friend Erin about her recent post about being THAT Mom. She suggested I write about some of my shining moments as a parent, and wouldn't you know it, this weekend has given me loads of "blogger bites".

We sat down to eat lunch today, and I discovered Anderson has a HUGE burn blister on two of his fingers. Really. How does an eleven month old burn himself that bad, and I don't notice? Or could it have been yesterday when I sat his veggies in front of him without letting them cool, and he screamed for the next 10 minutes after grabbing them? Great Mom, I know.

How about when I was trying Paulee's shoes on her so I could make sure everything was on point for the big "matching sisters" act at church this morning. Hum...they were too small. No biggie right? Until I went to the store and found out I had been putting shoes TWO sizes too small on her for the last month. Yep, great Mom I am!

Not only am I a wonderful Mom, I the perfect house wife too. Move over Martha! Decided to make tuna fish salad and egg salad to use up all the eggs we had. Yeah. Got distracted (I'll claim it was the kids, NOT the computer), and burned them. BURNED. Not overcooked. Not too hard. Burned. Seriously. Ever burned hard boiled eggs? There was not a single drop of water left in the pot. The shells were scorched. All the way through to the egg whites! Yep. I was on a roll this weekend!

We also made a run to the ER. Little Terry started running a very high fever very suddenly. Decided to take him in to the ER since there is every kind of flu known to man kind and the animal kingdom as well going around here. Not to mention strep, and a bunch of unknown causes for serious illnesses. Sat there for five hours to be told he didn't have anything. Oh, and to be told I was failing as a Mom. Yep. Those were the words that the Doctor spoke. Out loud. To my face. We're lucky Heath was holding Terry, or there could have been stitches needed before we left. (And not any of us) Just so you know. Ice and water are apparently the wrong thing to give your child. At least according to that doctor. But, I did get something from the visit to blog about, so we'll just be done with it.

So that's my post for the day. For all of you out there that say things like, "I don't know how you do it!", or "I could never keep up with seven children!", trust me. I don't always "do it" either. And we won't discuss the times I've miss placed one or two of them either!

One of THOSE moments.

I spent Saturday putting together a couple of dresses for the girls. I think it is wonderful that my nine year old daughter loves to wear matching outfits with her two year old sister. Of course, I refuse to dress either of my daughters inappropriately for their age, so usually the material is the same, and the cut and make of dress different. They are just precious when matched together. So this weekend was jumpers for the girls. Both were simple enough to make, and I loved putting them together. Although I didn't figure out how to attach bloomers to Paulee's as it was a drop waist. Really meant to start making sure she had built in bloomers. It apparently is a must. Why you ask? Let me tell you.

A couple of weeks ago, a sweet couple from our church invited us to come eat lunch with them after church. Now the invitation is a huge deal. Being the pastor's family, we don't get Sunday invitations. Ever. Something about not letting the pastor know you eat out on the Sabbath Day or something. Or maybe it has more to do with the whole thing of our family being nine in total. Yes, NINE. Not a typo. Anyway, it was the man's birthday, and his mother-in-law's 97 birthday. And they wanted us to celebrate with them. We of course we the last ones to arrive because we somehow couldn't get everyone picked up from nurseries, home from church, loaded up, and to the restaurant in a timely fashion. Thankfully, it was a buffet, so everyone had started without us. Some had even finished without us! We were taken to the back room, where more than 40 of their family members were talking and eating together. I was really feeling special, and therefore giving my older kids "the look". You know, the one that says, "if you embarrass me or do anything remotely disobedient, it will be your last act upon this earth!" You know, because the massive lecture the whole ride over wasn't enough. And as soon as the jackets were off, we were walked around the entire room and introduced, (nothing like trying to be inconspicuous)and praised for having such a wonderful, well behaved family. Thanks. Now the bar has been set REALLY high. Lunch was great. Even with having to walk a half of a mile to get to the buffet and back, the kids did everything they portray on TV. Yep, Ozzie and Harriet, move over. The Busters are now the new standard! And, so as not to shatter that perception, we left before the I-am-tired-and-needed-to-start-my-nap-two-hours-ago syndrome started.

Everyone is loading up into the van (yes, huge church van like van) and I was playing with Paulee. Ran my finger up her leg to tickle her and ran into a MASSIVE surprise. The child did not have a diaper on. Oh yes. My two year old daughter was going commando! I looked at her, completely dumbfounded. Never before had I been at such a loss for words. I finally sputtered out something along the lines of "Where on God's green earth IS your diaper little girl?!" To which she calmly replied, "Oh, I didn't need it. It was yucky. It's at home."

Really? How did my oldest daughter know there wasn't a diaper on the little one as she was buckling the car seat straps? How did my HUSBAND not know when he carried her into the restaurant?! How come my Mommy sense didn't kick in and tell me she was stark naked underneath all that pink dress?! Then I stand there (still in the rain) trying figure out how to get her home without getting, ahem, stuff, all over her car seat. Yes, it was Heath who pointed out we had a diaper bag with us, and could just put one of those on her. I was still back there with the visuals of the naked hiney dancing at me from the van.

And to complete the entire trip? Walked in the front door, Paulee looks over to the corner by the couch, "There it is! See? Didn't need it." Yeah. We need built in bloomers. Trust me.

It's about time!

Whew! What a busy two weeks! I'm just going to post pictures of my completed sewing projects, and will be enjoying a steaming cup of tea with my feet propped up, while you ooh and ahh. As if. Glad I get to participate in Amy's Sew and Tell Friday finally. And man is it a list!

These three pillows where made

for some

children in Texas. They apparently LOVE them, which always makes the sewer happy! Sorry about the blurriness. I'm obviously not the best photographer!

Then I had things to make for my

niece's fourth birthday. These were a blast! Well, sort of... I did have a few issues with the dresses. They are gathered at the bottom to make them bubble dresses, and they are fully lined. I had the HARDEST time getting them sewn and flipped! Finally had to just work it backwards and beat it at it's own game. But they are the cutest dresses ever! Think I'll be making a whole army of them. And they are perfect for the fall and winter. Just add a long sleeve shirt underneath, and pair with a pair of leggings, and you've got the perfect cool weather outfit!

Thanks for looking, and happy sewing!