Lego attack

Ahh.... we are under attack! Lego bullets are streaming by my head!! I can't seem to get away. Why is my man not moving? OH, I KNOW WHY...my partner in crime isn't moving his character fast enough! Ugh. Then I die. I want to quit the game, but my son looks at me with his big doe eyes and I am stuck. I am stuck to play another round. I start up my character again and away we go.
We go through mazes of caves, scramble up hills by the tips of our little Lego hands and get our heads blown off by mean Nazi Lego dudes. This is all for fun. I die and die. Why do I do this? I swear it is love that draws to this game. I love my son, so I play. He is so happy to play the game and laugh at his mom swearing at a character who will not run where she wants it to go. He smiles and say, "Mom, don't worry you are getting better." I grimace back at him and thank him under my breath. I am bound and determined to get my plastic dude up the ramp so I can dig a hole and get a jewel out. WHY DO I KEEP FALLING!!!! I swear you would think I could move this guy better. You would think that after all the playing I have done in the past few months I would be an expert...but alas this is not true. I have two left thumbs or a punk ass controller which might be broken. Which ever the reason is, I will not move the way I want to. But the thing that truly keeps me going is my son smiling a huge smile the entire time we are playing together...haha...this is why I play. I believe it is all well worth it.

Funny things my kids say and do

One day Ian says to me, "Mom, I can hit Sashi and it wont hurt her at all." I remember looking at him wondering where he is going with this. I then saw the twinkle in his eye that he wanted to show me, so I said, "ok, Ian show me." Ian stands Sashi against the wall. Sashi doesn't know what to think, but she trusts her brother and does as she is told. Ian pulls back his fist and goes for the blow. Sashi terrified screams but she doesn't move. Ian stops just short of punching her. Sashi giggles and giggles until she falls to the floor. "See Mom, I can hit Sashi and it wont hurt her", Says Ian. I stood there with my mouth agape wondering is this a wholesome activity for my children to be playing. Then i say, "Wow, Ian that is really cool. Do you want to do it again for the camera?" "YES!" was both their reply. Here is the picture to prove the story is true.
A few days later:

Ian: Sashi, dont say bad words.
Sashi: What bad words?
Ian: You said Damn
Sashi: No i didnt
Ian: Yes you did and I am going to tell mom

Ian runs into the kitchen. "Mom, Sashi is saying words that we are only allowed to say in College!"


Sashi and Ian are playing in their room. I over hear Sashi screaming at Ian.

Sashi: IAN PANTERA LEAGUE!!!!
Ian: Mom, Sashi is using your words!

Goodbye Sun

Well the time has come to say goodbye to our sun. I have been watching our sun slowly make it's way behind Mt. Jumbo. Every day the sun gets lower and lower, like a weight is dragging it down. I know that in about a week we will have more darkness then light. The months will seem a little longer. I have had many people ask if i get sad without the light? Do I get sad? I have to tell you, I am getting quite excited! I love winter and the darkness. Ian and I are getting ready to have snowball fights in the dark. It is fun to anticipate that a snow ball is coming for your face. You know the ball of snow is coming your way, but you cant see it at all. You kinda see this white blur but then it disappears into the darkness. Another favorite activity to do in the darkness is making snow caves by flashlight. The caves are aglow with soft orange light. You can see the shadows of the children playing in the cave. It always seems a little magical. I love how the house seems a little more cozy then normal. The warm blankets on the couch and hot chocolate that is only drunk in the winter. The candles that are brought out "just for the fun of it" and all of the yummy cookies that are made. I love winter. I love the darkness. I love the snow. I am excited.

Mom I Love You Anyway

I have a question for all the parents out there....do you ever question if your children love you? My daughter intrigues me to no end. One minute she is saying, "Oh mama i love you!" The next minute she is screaming at the top of her lungs, "You are a bad mama!" My daughter will go back and forth with these extreme emotions many times throughout the day. I have to be honest, at times don't know what is going on inside my daughter's head. Does she like me?
The other day my little girl drew a picture of herself running into her daddy's arms. She proudly showed me her work and told me about it. "Mama, this is me running into my daddy's arms, but don't worry i love you too." I kinda snickered and smiled to myself at how cute she is, but then i wondered why i didn't get a picture. Sometimes i feel like i pour my heart and soul into raising my daughter and i get forgotten when i comes to passing out the love. I don't know if this is a mother daughter thing or if it is a Sashi thing. I have to tell you i am scared to death what she might be like as a teenager. If she is yelling at me already...wow...can you imagine what she will be doing when she is 15!!!

Panic before the trip

Golly, i cant get over how many things i have to do before our trip. It is almost mind boggling! The list that i have acquired over the weekend keeps getting longer and longer with errands that need tending to. I am happy at the thought of a trip, but WOW the work that needs to be done before then! I find it amusing that i sit here at the computer, procrastinating and complaining, yet the work hasn't been done yet. *smirk*
I guess the real thing that is chapping my hide is i have a flat tire on the car. This isn't just any flat tire, this mother is huge and it is so flat there is NO WAY to drive it. What is the world did we run over? I didn't drive yesterday and on Saturday we didn't have a flat! Ugh! I NEED my car. How can i do the great many things i need to without a car?? Oh the injustice! PPPPTTTT...on the world.

The power of T.V.

We have all heard that children are very impressionable when it comes to television. Children seem to want everything that is advertised. "Mom, i want to have a Goo Blaster 3000." This might be a cry a boy might scream as he is watching a commercial, his eyes never leave the glow of the screen. "Mom, i need to have this new Barbie cereal, it will help me have all the daily vitamins a kid needs." This might be a cry of a little girl to her mother, explaining why she should have a sugary cereal.
My children are forever screaming the toys they want when a commercial is on. I have to keep explaining that we cant get every toy or item that they see. We are unable to afford all of the vitamins, clothes, skateboards, adult diapers, baby diapers, soft soaps, penis enlargers and Barbie cereal that they see everyday. If we bought all these things,yes...we might be cleaner and sexually happier...but we would be broke. The kids are kinda getting this...and now they will only ask for one item that they see a day. So we are making progress.
The other day i had a conversation with Ian. He was asking me why i do not use Oxy Clean? I was doing the laundry and spraying shout on everything. Here is how the conversation went.

Ian: Mom, why don't you use Oxi Clean?
Mom: *looking at Ian with really wide eyes* Ah, i don't know.
Ian: Mom, Oxi Clean is really important for getting out deep stains.
Mom: *biting my tongue trying not to laugh* Ian, we don't use Oxi Clean because i use shout and it works just as well.
Mom: Besides i used Oxi Clean and it really didn't work too well.
Ian: When did you use Oxi Clean?
Mom: When you were a little boy Ian.
Ian: Well Mom, there is a new and improved Oxi Clean and i think you should try it again.
Mom: *dumbfounded* .....silence
Ian: Oxi Clean will really help you for getting out my stains on my shirt.
Mom: You know what would help me...having you use a napkin when you need to wipe your hands off.
Ian: Mom, will you try Oxi Clean again?
Mom: I don't think so. It really didn't work too well.
Ian: But Mom, that was a long time ago. I think it has changed now.
Mom: *getting a little annoyed* I don't think i want to use this, it is a waste of money.
Ian: Maybe you were using it wrong
Mom: Ian, you cant use it wrong. There are instructions how to use it.
Ian: Why would the man sell something that doesn't work?
Mom: Because he would like money and it might work for other cleaning around the house.
Ian: Oh, you mean like Orange Glow!
Mom: *thinking her son is watching a little too much T.V* Ah yes Ian...but that stuff sucks as well.
Ian: Why do people sell stuff that doesn't work?
Mom: Maybe some people like it Ian. Maybe the stuff works for them.
Ian: I think you need to use Oxi Clean again mom.

I kinda got up and threw in another load of laundry at this point. I love my son, but wow!

Learning to Juggle Life

My life is like a bag a sand with a slow leak in it. My day starts out as a beautiful full, round bag....full of homeschooling, Sashi's school, my food storage commitments, Ian's friends coming over, cooking, cleaning, playing with children, being a caring wife and trying to find time for myself. As my day progresses "my bag" begins to leak out knowledge, patience, can do spirit, patience, imagination, determination, patience, patience, and a bubble bath. When the day is ended my bag is deflated, ugly, withered old thing that nobody would want to look at. I find when i have had a bath and have mommy time, my bag slowly starts to fill again. I find it calming to know that sand is never ending. I enjoy life and love to teach my children things. I don't always like having to "add" sand to my bag...it almost seems like it might burst with the pressure of outside obligations. At times i wish that the leak would increase in size so the outgoing sand would flow faster, maybe my day would be over sooner. I know that my bag will never be empty and this makes me really happy...an empty bag would surely mean death. Life is good...even when one seems like they are being pulled in every direction.