Friday, May 25, 2012

Linking Up

Today on Kelly’s Korner, her Friday link up, is Mom’s with Teens….I’ve never found a category that fit me….at least one that I was sure I could identify with …until now. 

I’ve got 2 teens, plus one pre-teen AND the (surprise) 3 year old.

So if you’re coming over from KK, welcome.  This blog is my brain dump, the good and the bad.

Things have been very crazy busy in the Dub house.  Crash had his knee surgery on Tuesday.  Everything went really well…2012-05-22_09-03-02_62

See that light purple smudge?  That KNOT right above it is the bone tumor (osteochondroma).  The purple letter looking thing up on his thigh..those are actually the surgeons initials.  they do that in pre op so they make sure they are working on the correct leg. 



And here he is waiting for the show to start.  (Yeah, I know, all the signs that say turn off your cell phones and he gets to have his computer, hooked up to wi-fi!  What the heck?)


And being wheeled into surgery…


After surgery…..looking a little stoned…haha.

So, now he recuperates.  Ten days on crutches and six weeks NO activity other than walking (once he’s off the crutches.)   Yep, no soccer of any kind.  No running, jumping, skipping, hopping, kicking, or anything like an activity. 

All in all, it went well.  He’s being a trooper…and so are his The ns because brothers and sister.  They are helping him and getting him things.  Pain meds are keeping him comfortable at night….

Everyone else has been really good this week.  I’ve had to work most all week because of soccer tryouts.  Big 3 have been really good about helping with Bubba. 

Now off to regionals for Pootie…..

Have a safe and happy Memorial Day.  Remember, it’s not about the sales.  (That drives me nuts, by the way.)

Friday, May 11, 2012

How dang cute

Bubba is doing the warm ups with Pootie team…now ya have to love that the big boys are 15 year olds…and they just include him and keep on moving…

Love all these boys…(Pootie is on the far side line in the PINK/Salmon colored cleats)

Monday, May 7, 2012

Not going in the baby book…if I had one for him that is….

I am really bad about remembering the funny things that Bubbas says…and trust me.  With his ability to speak, having older siblings, and a mother who talks like a sailor at times…..he says some funny shi&^%tuff.  It scares me, just a little, because he is already making sarcastic comments.

I could try and pretend that it’s Hubby’s fault.  That the sarcastic gene that Bubba OBVIOUSLY inherited came from Hubby. 

But it did not.

It’s all me.

I accept it. 

So, here I am, “stuck” with a 3 year with MY mouth on him.  Nice.  Payback is hell, huh?


Here is what happen last week, plus a little background…

Three older kids – and of course they tell each other to shut up all the time, especially Lola.  I know, it’s not nice, etc etc etc….don’t judge .  (We are all working on NOT saying those words.)  Here’s the other way it’s say (and yes this would be from me….) 

Friend: I just won the lottery.

Me:  Shut up!  Seriously!


You get the point?  Anywho, to make a long story longer.. Bubba says it.  So we are really trying to STOP it because he is NOT saying it in the “you won the lottery” fashion.  He means – I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU ARE SAYING.

So I’m at the elementary school tying to put him in his car seat and the principal is standing there talking to me.  I LOVE this woman.  I think she is so smart.  And hello SHE’S a PRINCIPAL…and Bubba is screaming his head off that he DOES not want to leave, I’m trying to bend his body to get car seat buckled, screaming and well…here ya go

Bubba:  (screaming) I don’t want to leave.  I want to stay here with Sissy.

Me:  I know but we have to go.  (Pushing him down into the car seat and still talking to Ms. Principal.)

Bubba:  Shut up Mommy

Me:  Bubba, please use nice words.  We are going home now get in that car seat (as I’m still trying to bend him at the waist to buckle the damn seat belt and talk to Ms. Principal who is now grinning at me and saying we’ll talk soon)

Bubba:  Shut up Mommy

Me:  Bubba with middle name, do not say that again.  If you do, when we get home I’m going to wash your mouth out with soap.

Bubba:  Shutttttt Upppppppp (Swear, it was the long shuuu and a hard T, the a upppp with a hard P)

So we get home and I get the soap.  I reminded him that he was NOT going to talk like that to me and he he needs to behave. 

AND to follow thru with my warning…. I squirted the tiniest bit of foaming liquid soap into his mouth.

Bubba:  (crying) That is not fair mom –you shouldn’t do that….. it’s not food!!! 

HELLO, that’s the point. 

Needless to say, since last Thursday he has attempted to say Shut up once and quickly stopped himself and said “I don’t want the soap mommy”.

Problem solved? 

We’ll see…

(do you have visions of Ralphie and the soap poisoning in your head yet?)

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Now and then…..


Gently rocking in the NICU…..



Watching a soccer game at UNCC…..


Snoozing in momma’s bed…..



Snoozing in momma’s bed (ok that part has NOT changed)



First time meeting …..


Doing everything together….


and meeting Pootie….

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Can’t leave him alone….


Sissy thinks he’s wonderful…….


She tolerates him most days1325776299170

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their favorite pose54