Well, I figured now is as good of time as any to catch up on my blog. (It's not my fault that I haven't written for a while though, our computer crashed...so that will be my excuse).
It's 2 AM right now, so if some of this seem random (or at least more random that usual) that's the reason. Jon left this afternoon to go and see Chris (Lanterman). And I really hope that his guardian angel didn't hang himself after that ride. I hate when he drives and I'm not there to tell him to slow down, he forgets that he's not invincible. But it was good timing I suppose. I say that because I don't sleep well when he's not here. The bed seems too big and I hear every groan and creek the house makes...and they all sound like someone is breaking into my house, or a fire, or some sort of natural disaster. So, the boys...yes, boyS, as in both of them...decided to get sick tonight. So at least I'm not wasting time wishing that I could sleep and not being able to for no reason. It's better to have a reason, at least that's what I think, if I can't sleep. Besides if the boys are going to keep my up all night anyway, I can handle it better if they are not feeling well, as opposed to they just don't want to go to bed. So I am up doing laundry so that the boys will have something to wear and something to sleep on. I really hope that Chris is better by Saturday. They are having a meet and greet for the Primary...my baby is going to be in Sunbeams this Sunday. That makes me want to cry. It's funny how you can just pray that they will grow up soon one second, and then the next you just want them to stay your baby forever. Chris' Primary teacher called to remind him of the "meet and greet" thing...I don't know if I've met her or not, but she had a kind voice. I pray for that poor woman. When Chris and Joshua (another kid from Nursery) get together...I just don't know how one woman could handle those two, let alone those two and who knows how many other kids all at the same time and try to keep them occupied for 2 hours in a row. She is a brave, brave lady.
I can't wait for the next week or two. I ordered some things from deseretbook.com. I've decided that that is my new favorite store. And they should be here in a week or two. Of course they didn't have a few of the items that I wanted on-line, so I will just have to go to the store and get it. Like it's that bad, the Deseret Book Store is like MAYBE 10 minutes from my house. I'm more worried about grocery shopping at Wal*Mart and Costco alone with Topher and Ethan. And Topher is at that age that he wants to help with EVERYTHING and he's a "big boy" so forget just sitting in the cart...he needs to be out and running around. He's really pretty good at staying with us while we're in the store, he just needs reminders alot. There's a lot of "Topher, that's too far!" "Christopher, Mommy can't see you!" "Hey, don't touch that." "No, we don't need that." "Put that back." "No, we are not getting a $250 Thomas the Train toy, I don't care how cool it is."
But more than that, I am dreading last minute packing. I don't know, I just can't seem to convince myself that it needs to be done RIGHT NOW! Usually, when we move, I know a LONG time in advance. So I start packing here and there, and that way it gets done without being an over-whelming task. But since we didn't get that much advanced warning...that and we still don't know WHEN or WHERE we are moving. Maybe by some miricle we can stay here...that would be nice. I like it here. Well, I just keep thinking about what Kaitlyn (Darci's girl) said in Testimony Meeting when they found out that they were going to have to move again after they had planned to stay put; she said "In order to be happy, I just have to believe that where ever we end up, God put us there for a reason." (Such adult wisdom out of the mouth of babes huh?...Well, I suppose, she's older than a little child, but not quite an adult yet...but out of the mouth of adolesents just doesn't sound the same). So I just have to believe that wherever we end up that we were put there for a reason. I just hope it's some little town that no one has ever heard of before...that's where I like to be. Shopping within driving distance, but in a town small enough that everyone knows everyone. Given, that does get a little annoying at times when you're in a place where if you sneeze everyone knows about it within an hour. But on the other hand, if there is a sex offender or something...EVERYONE knows about it...even if they aren't registered. Those are always the ones that worry me, the ones that aren't on any registery, that you don't know about and can live as close to the schools as they want to just because someone was too scared to make an "offical" report. But in any case, as long as we don't end up in Chicago or something, I'll be good. No offence Beth, but cities just aren't my thing. ;) I would prefer to be able to send my child to a school where they don't have to go through metal detectors to get in, where a graduating class of 75 will make the paper because it's the largest graduating class they have had in years...that's where I think I would be most happy.
Now, I am just trying to decide if Ethan is really planning on going to sleep. I think he is, but I am afraid that JUST as I start to drift off into a nice peaceful sleep, he's going to wake up again. And I am not the nicest person in the world when I keep getting woke up when I'm just on the verge of sleep. And then I yell, and then I feel really terrible, and then I can't sleep anyway. Then I get even more frustrated, then it's time to wake up and be ready for the day. And I still will feel bad because everyone knows that when Mom ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. Well, I am so tired, I think that I am going to try. If he wakes up again, I will just have to try and remember that he is sick and not to get mad. Goodness gracious this is a really long blog. I hope it kinda, sorta made some kind of sence, if not, no one said that you had to read it. ;)
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A.J. was sick last night, too, so I spent the night on the couch with him. Don't you just feel horrible for them. At least they weren't both sick and at least I'm not pregnant on top of that. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself about the measly four hours of combined sleep I got last night, but I'm going to stop whining now. And I know what you mean about thinking you were going to be in one place and finding out that maybe that's not the case. Good luck and I'll fill you in on my case when I know more.
You know I would come help you pack if you lived closer. Sorry!
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