Gotta be something..

There has got to be something to blog about. How can can it be possible that I do the exact same things everyday. Pretty much nothing. And this whole week I haven't even gotten up early to get in my exericising. I am telling ya. I haven't done much.

1. Wake at 6:30 to make breakfast and get kids out the door to the bus.
2. Some days having to drive them because 'someone' can't get up and ends up missing the bus. It is NOT me.
3. Come back in and check email and blogs and facebook.
4. Do a bit of housework and try to get the younger ones to help.....that is a funny thing. Mayah keeps telling me how she can't do anything because she is sooooooooo small. But she is a big girl when it comes to wanting fingernail polish or when she sneaks my makeup. BUT MOM...I am big. :)
5. By this time it is about time to make lunch. But wait. I haven't gotten around to cleaning up the breakfast mess. Dishes always get put in the dishwasher right away but it is the crumbs. The terrible horrible no good crumbs that always fall to the floor BUT that NO ONE ever puts there. And sweeping is WAY down low on that list of things that should get done more than once a day. If it gets bad enough, I atleast know that Don will sweep. If Don would only go without his shoes more often he would sweep alot sooner. My sister tells me that sweeping is only a once a month job. And I have already swept this month so I am good until February.
6. So now that lunch is over and there are more crumbs on the floor...we leave the dining room really fast.
7. If the weather isn't too cold we head out for a little walk up our hill. We just need fresh air.
8. Kids are always asking to watch t.v. But we can't let them do that all day. SO we have to think. WE have to think really hard what to do next. Sometimes we read. Sometimes we do a craft (not often). I am not crafty. Sometimes I have them clean their room or help with other things. Sometimes we go window shopping. Sometimes we just have to get out of the house.
9. Time for afternoon snack. It is too messy and sticky to eat in the dining room. The table has crumbs. Did I mention that there are also crumbs on the floor? And I don't like to wear shoes inside. I really don't even like to wear shoes outside. IN fact, I try to get away with wearing my flip flops in the winter. I know..crazy. I love being barefoot. Snacks can always be eaten in the kitchen.
10. Now it is time to get the kids off the bus. We get the younger two at 4 and then wait another 15 minutes for Caleb.
11. Now time to figure out what we are having for dinner. Occasionally I will have something planned out. Make dinner and help kids with homework. The kids and I watch Brain Surge at 4:30. It is cute.
12. Now time for dinner. This is hard work at our house. This time takes a lot of patience that I don't have. Someone will start eating before the prayer. Someone else is clicking their fork on their plate. Another is moving their plate back and forth. There is turning cups over.....getting out of their chair....dropping a utensil.....might as well walk across the table and hang from the curtain rod. That is how most of our evenings go.
13. Depending on the day we do baths. That just means puddles on the bathroom floor. And more laundry. And it usually comes on the day when all the laundry in the house has been done. You know the feeling. You breath that huge sigh of relief when the laundry is all done and even folded and put away. Then you go look in the laundry basket after kids take their bath and it is completely full. How did that happen? That's it. No one is allowed to change their clothes again.
14. Scriptures and family prayer. They do fairly well. Someone is always peeking or noisy but it is getting better.
14. OK now it is time for kids to go to bed. Now I thought dinner was hard. PHEW...dinner is nothing compared to this. Kids are all tucked in but WAIT someone is thirsty.....someone has to go pee AGAIN......they aren't tired YET. They want just ONE more book. I promise....just one more. They can't sleep....they are afraid of the dark.....they want me to scratch their back.....they can't sleep unless I am in the room.....we forgot to give them their seal hug.....the light in the hall is too bright......and on and on and on.
15. Finally everyone, including Don is asleep. LOL. It is quiet. I used to do my personal scriptures in the morning but for some reason I just can't get up earlier than 6:30. So now I do it at night when everyone is asleep. The soft music is playing and I reflect on the day. I think...those poor kids....they have to live with me. :)
16. And then I get very tired and hit the sack around 10ish or 10:30. YIKES..it is already past my bed time.
17. And you thought it ended there. HA WRONG. That would be too easy. Mayah ends up in our bed pretty much every night. And sometimes Rachel too. Good thing Don wakes up at 3 and goes to work. Normally Rachel doesn't come in before that time. But she jumps in on Don's side. At times you can find one of the boys in our rocking chair. Caleb HATES the thunder so on those scary nights he is in there. If Zach can't sleep we find him there. And very very rarely will we find Ethan there. He is our best sleeper and usually sticks to his bed with his thumb and favorite blankie. I am thinking I need to teach the other kids to suck their thumb and maybe I should go buy them a blankie.

I am told this will all go by so fast and that I will miss these days once the kids leave home. WILL I? Atleast I have it all documented just in case I forget any of these details.

I know I will miss them. Sometimes when I am in the middle of it I get overwhelmed but when all is quiet I usually can only think about the kids. They really are a blessing. I am thankful for them.

Now off to bed to do this all over again tomorrow. Could this be why I have daily headaches? :)