Life is a Party

Ian tells me on Saturday that he is going to build a club in his room. This club will have a disco dance floor, places to sit and relax and place for the manager to sit. "Mom this will be the best club in the world and we DON'T even have to leave our house to go there." He happily scampers off to his room to "build" this amazing club. All day Saturday he spends drawing up his plans. Ian comes into the room with papers piled high so i can ooo and ahhh at his PLANS. The plans are quit impressive... they have every detail from how the floor should look, to how he wants the lights to be. He giggles when i tell him he is doing a wonderful job and runs off with Sashi by his side. Sashi wants in on the action as well, but being only 5 her "help" isn't always the best. Ian and Sashi start screaming at each other after only 10 minutes. I walk down the hall and try and see what the trouble is. "MOM, DON'T COME IN HERE!" both the kids are yelling at me. I think wow...ok...fine...claw each others eyes out i don't care.
Ian comes to me an hour later with a piece of paper in his hand and a mysterious expression on his face. He doesn't say a word, just hands me the paper. He then walks to his father and hands him a piece of paper. Sashi is heard laughing and giggling down the hall, as Ian is doing this. Ian then walks away, with a strange gait that i think must be a strut! I start to smirk thinking Ian is already strutting when he is feeling proud!! I turn the piece of paper over and here is what it says:

FREE ATMITION
AT THE NIGHT CLUB
SUNDAY
3:00---5:00
BRING YOUR
FAVORITE THING
SEE YOU AT THE PARTY

Ian and Sashi are both sitting down in the hall peering around the corner to see if we "like the invite." I tell Ian ok. I will be there. Ian's father also says...i will be there. "YAY!" shout the kids together. "Mom, you are going to love it." "I cant wait for tomorrow."
I told Ian you have worked hard, i cant wait to see it either. I then made a BIG mistake. I said, "Ian i cant wait to dance on your floor." Ian's face dropped. "Mom, i need help to make my dance floor." Oh man, i thought...way to put my foot in my mouth. "ok" i say and now the fun begins. I get started making a "floor" for my kids. Ian has the PLANS ready and waiting for me to make it exactly like he has drawn. What he doesn't remember is i only have paper, crayons and tape to make this floor with. I tell Ian i will do my best. I start piecing the disco floor together..."Mom, you are not doing it right." "It needs to be bigger, cant you see that the plans here say this?" (Ian is pointing to the plans) I then tell Ian he can make the dance floor if he doesn't like the way i am doing it. "ok mom, you can do it." I had to crush Ian a little bit. I told him he and sashi would have to help color the disco floor. He was under the impression that i was going to make the whole thing.
We all started to color the floor. Sashi did about 4 squares. Ian did about 6 squares. I did about 12 squares. All in all the floor looked wonderful. When we went into the "club" we layed down the floor in the dark so i couldn't see what the room looked like.
Then it was TIME TO PARTY!


The room was amazing. Ian had the beds made up like couches to sit on. He had the dance floor and lights (night lights) he had a place to sit and be the manager. We all danced. I took pictures. We then turned off all the lights and lit candles and danced in the dark.....ooooo.....ahhhhh. The party was a success.

Life is a Party! :)

Wow!! Never a dull moment...

I would like to talk about talent. TALENT: a person who possesses unusual innate ability in some field or activity. I love talent, it makes our world full of life. Can you imagine life without talented people? Golly, wouldn't it be dull! My children have talent....they are very funny. Some people might argue that children are just funny as is...however, i think it is a talent. Ian is truly funny. Two days ago, he farted (he farts all the time...this is not new) However, this day he farted at a friends house and was very embarrassed about this....so he started to blush and says "my farts are like hurricanes mom, you can never predict them." My friend and i about died laughing, because he said it with a dead pan expression on his face. I swear he has talent...talent to make us laugh. Sashi has talent to sing. She will belt out songs out at the top of her lungs...songs that are about anything and everything. I over heard her singing yesterday about heavenly father..."oh heavenly father, how we love you...you are sweet and happy...you are my friend." "Oh heavenly father how i love you ...you are so cute." Ian had a friend over at the time and he stopped playing just to listen to sashi sing. He then asks Ian was she is singing about. Ian says, "oh you know...God." "Oh." says his friend.
I have talent as well. I have talent to cause bodily harm. I cut my finger yesterday. I not only cut my finger i did it in a BIG way. It was so big that i couldn't tell where the cut was because there was so much blood. I held my finger under the water while my friend ran around trying to find band-aids (why cant we find these darn things when there is actually an accident) She came back and i pulled my finger out of the water...blood. She ran to get a towel while i put my finger back in the water. She handed me the towel i wrapped my finger up. I apply pressure...blood. I put a band-aide on...it comes off because there is so much blood. Ugh...so i grab the towel again....this towel was white, but i can tell you it will never be the same again. Finally the blood stops. I call hubby who is playing games with his friend, he comes over. He and i lift the cloth off...eeeeew! I have the talent to take chunks out of my finger!!! I swear to you guys i thought i had a "paper cut" type cut...no..i did it royal..there is no skin to speak of only a finger with a large hole in it. My hubby states..."wow, that looks ugly." "i am sorry." I slap a bandaide on it and hold my hand up right for the rest of the night, because every time i put my hand down it would bleed through. I really have talent. How in the world can one cut their finger that bad on a can of beans?!? Today i am nursing a finger that doesn't want to be touched at all. I wish i didn't have this talent...ugh.



Sashi is very sick. I think her legs are acting up again. She has a fever to go with the swollen legs. She doesn't want to do much and she is asking for her naproxen. I don't know if she has a virus or if she is having a flare-up. I worry about her a lot. I have been going for walks frequently this week, just trying to get away from all the stress. I wish i could help her. I wish i had a doctor who would be more willing to help. I have a very hard time watching a child in pain.



Ian is still worrying. I am about to go out of my mind with his "attaches." He worries about everything. I really mean everything. It is getting so bad that he comes in from playing with his friends, freaking out to the point where he is about to pass out because he thinks he has cut himself on something sharp and fears he is going to die with tetanus. Oh you guys he did it 8 times on Friday. I dont know what to do. I have told him to pray, write down his fears, i have talked about everything in detail, and i have prayed for him....what else can i do??? I gotta tell you between sashi and Ian i am a nervous wreak...thank goodness for walks. Friday he started a "attach" in the car and i had to pull over because he was losing color in his face and i didn't want him to pass out. It has gotten so bad, that i have withdrawn Ian from the scout camp this year, because...when he starts to panic...his mind becomes lost and he acts VERY WEIRD i am afraid that he would get lost or think he is lost and panic and not think things through and harm himself....so next year we will try camp again. Is it possible to be too smart for your own good? I really think Ian's "deep thinking" is getting him into trouble. I hope that his is a phase and he will get out of this...soon.

Love,
mia

Avast thar matys

ARRG! WE BE PIRATES WHO WANT MORE BOOTY! TIS THE SEA WE LOVE AND SHALL GO HENCE FORTH AND PLUNDER! ARRG!

We have been learning about pirates this week. Yesterday we made "real" treasure maps. I taught the kids to crumple their paper and to paint it brown. Then we burned all the edges to make the map look old. We then drew the way we were suppose to go to get the treasure. The kids LOVED this activity! My hubby even got into it and loved making the maps look authentic.
It is fun to work with the kids and see their imaginations go wild. Ian loves to talk about his work and then to roll play. Sashi loved having me go on her treasure hunt. She and i must have done this three times in a row. Sashi would follow me telling me to "watch out mommy, you will get you foot stuck if you put it there." "OH MOMMY WATCH OUT!" Ian would look on with a huge smile on his face. He wants to be called Black Beard from now on. ARRG! Sashi isnt quite into being a pirate and insisted on being a "pretty, pretty princess." So i being Speckled face Francis, have a crew of two: Black Beard and pretty, pretty princess and we are to plunder the seven seas.


Today we will be learning about treasure chests and will make two of them. It will be fun to fill these boxes with "treasure from the outside." I am sure Sashi's will be filled with rocks and dying flowers. Ian will be putting crystals and gems and gold and silver coins (where he plans on getting this i do not know)inside. I have been planning our days out ... so that we have an activity every day. Pirate hats are next on my list. However, i might have to make a princess hat for a certain little girl.
Our summer has been a blast so far. Ian is up and running now. I am so happy that he is our healthy little guy again. So to all of my family.....Arrg, Shiver Me Timbers!

Talking to my kids

Mommy: Ian what do you want to be when you grow up?
Ian: An inventor
Mommy:What are you going to invent?
Ian: I haven't thought about it yet. I think some robot who could stop the wars in Iraq or maybe a tele-port machine to transport people to the past and future.
Mommy: Do you know you need to know math to be an inventor?
Ian: ummmmm...ya.
Mommy: Have you ever thought about being a writer?


Mommy: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Sashi: A doctor
Mommy: What do doctors do?
Sashi: They fix people up when they are sick.
Mommy: Why do you want to be a doctor?
Sashi: So i can help people out
Mommy: What will your name be?
Sashi: Dr. Sashi!
Mommy: How much will you get paid when you are a doctor?
Sashi: 38 dollars and i will help little kids get better.

ah the joys of parenthood

Today was another day of being home bound with my children. This is going to be a very long 10 days for us. Ian is recuperating on the couch from his tonsil and adenoid operation. We are only on day 4...yet it seems like an eternity for all of us. Ian is tired of laying and sitting on the couch, in fact if he had his way...there would be no couch only a trampoline in its place. I have to remind him time and time again that he isn't allowed to jump, run or shout for the next ten days. I really really wish he would stop jumping on the couch! I have to also remind him...that he is hurting at night, because he is trying to do too much during the day and he needs to learn to listen to his body. "What does this mean mom?" I have told him...that ache that you feel in your throat means you should stop talking for a while. Your head hurting means that you should lay down and take it easy. "Oh mom, i am bored." Ian you cant be bored! If you are bored it is going to be a LONG 10 days. Help us all!!!! Please help us. :)
Sashi was really cute today. I allowed her to take a bubble bath and she was so happy that she kicked her clothes off with delight and squealed down the hall to the bath room. She then proceeded to sing to the bubbles in the tub. "OH BUBBLES YOU ARE SO SHINY...OH BUBBLES YOU ARE SO SOFT...OH BUBBLES YOU LOVE ME!" Then she would giggle and start singing "BUBBLES ARE MY FRIEND...BUBBLES ARE SWEET....BUBBLES..LIKE...TO....POP! She is giggling again. I didn't tape it, like i should have, but golly...it was cute!!
I love having children even though i think they are aging me. I guess all the gray hair i have...i have earned. All the rings under my eyes are evidence that i have endured long sleepless nights. I do think all my wrinkles are from my husband *wink* My family is making me old, but i couldn't live without them.