Shadow Play

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It’s great to be home my on my original blog where I have thousands of blog posts after having months of no access.

Oh darn…somehow I just lost three paragraphs that I just wrote.

So I guess the issue with the blog here on oraeley.com was an absence of an update which my bro was able to catch and put in.

Peace. Time Out


I’d nap, but that’d take effort. Sore back, sore throat, cabin fever kids. I love them all so dearly, but lets take a break. Everyone. Go. To. Your. Room. Just. For. Ten. Minutes.

Mama wants to close her eyes. Just. For. Ten. Minutes.

When you come out, my dear children. Play quietly together. That is all.

UPDATE: So I decided to take that ten minutes and sent the children to their rooms telling them that they could come out when a beeper went off that I set in the kitchen. I admit that it was to my surprise that they listened. Unfortunately for me, it was one of those naps from which I wake feeling so many times worse. I could hardly move for aches and my throat felt so swollen that I could barely squeak. It was time to make dinner, but hardly able to stand and with a pounding headache it was all I was able to do to get to the kitchen.
I got a bag of pizza pockets out of the freezer and a thing of apple sauce. I offered that as their only food option. Two out of four kids wanted it and as I looked helplessly around I realized that tomorrow is school and I need kids clean. When in need call mom. And so I did.

My mama never fails to show up when I’m incapacitated. She’s seen my most embarrassing moments, including two labors. She cleaned up the kids and took care of everything that I needed done.

There was one thing that I missed. I should have had A.J put to bed rather than left to hang out in my room.

11pm Willie woke up and went to the kitchen. He filled a bowl with like an inch and a half of chocolate syrup and got a glass of buttermilk. He set them both on his bed and went to the living room to get a stuffed toy that he wanted in bed with him. Hearing him move around A.J came out of my room and got into his food while he was down the stairs. Was his heart ever broken over this. Chocolate and buttermilk everywhere.

My head was pounding and my bones aching but I was able to sit up then stand and get across the hall to see what had happened. Sticky baby and frantic preschooler. He said that he hated her for wrecking his “special recipe” and she was equally tearful saying “ea!! ea!!” I guided her to the kitchen for some dry cereal, when I came back Willie was sprawled out clinging to his sticky stuffed animal which was covered in baby wipes that he’d used to try to fix up the mess. I felt like a terrible person for not … I’m not sure what.

cira 2008

cira 2008

May I say my mom was terrific for coming over.
I know she was tired and had a nice quiet evening planned. Sometimes a gal just has a 29 year old daughter who can’t handle her own children. Willie and A.J are asleep now and incredibly their noise did not wake up the school kids. Here’s just to hoping that everyone will wake healthy and happy. Deeds was telling me that his ear was itchy and did stay home from church on Sunday. Illness is so unfair!

It does fill me with a lovely high level of appreciation for health and nice people though. My nurse husband is home now, it’s wonderful security having him around.

When life knocks you down, roll over and look at the stars.

PS: Tomorrow’s A.J’s second birthday and I don’t have a cake! Life never stands still around there; there’s always something that needs doing.

A Room With A View

This post was planned while all of my children were napping. I have a picture of them each curled up tucked in wherever they chose to hunker down. Willie nestled up in a corner of the couch with the fire turned on (it was only on for like 5 minutes, Daddy), A.J and Cath asleep in our bed holding hands snuggled in my quilt. It was just above freezing today, with rain and wind that we don’t want to be out in.

It’s 11pm now, my day has been full of it’s usual congestion including the sore throats that the kids have developed over the past two days. They have mild coughs and short attention spans.

We started our day off by Breakfast By Daddy, a new tradition in this house and ended it with tomato soup and grill cheese supper at, bedtime was an hour late but we should be OK.

Aside from being adorable napping this afternoon while I did laundry and blogged on my other site they made farms out of play dough. I’ve told them no blending colors, so their method was to get it out of it’s containers (we have four colors) roll out the dough with a rolling pin and use cookie cutters to make the shapes of animals. They’d have those be families, march them around on the tabletop a bit then roll them up again and make another assortment of animals.

Everyone has decided that they are anti-pictures so if they notice me sneaking pictures in the fun is ruined and joke’s on me. Exception is Deeds who wants to capture everything on camera that he thinks is awesome, even if it’s a page in a story book to show someone he knows is on Facebook.

…Again, if I knew where my camera connecter cord was.

While I write this I’m remembering a post that I can’t even find anymore of where I take a picture of my laptop open in the kitchen/dining room where I blogged in our Edward Jones place that we rented for a year. It was a great entry but has been mushed together with everything else in here. I’d have to remember the month and year and narrow down from there. While I was pawing though stuff I found one of my entries that is just a series of photos of my son being cute with very few words as captions. I got six comments! That would make my day, friends. Before the times of social networking addiction when all I had was this. I still do think it would be nice to have a few notes in my comment section.

A room with a view. Maybe my room is too cluttered now for there to be a view anymore. I do still love the moments that I have. This is a post that I could have written today Messy Mommy. That bowl is still in our cupboard. I now give babies tomato soup out of a bowl with a straw though; less mess! My kids have never been bib wearers, so I just accommodate and plan on having an evening spent in the laundry room with a regular oxiclean soak set up for whichever pieces need it.

Speaking of OxiClean. Funny story that involves poop. Want it? Comment below, baby. The view is all to vivid.

….Searching through my photos databased on this computer that I could poop. Um, I mean pop, in here…none of my kids, but here’s the finished post and a link off to another post that I wrote earlier today.

Good night, room.