Monday

Let me think...
Today I woke up to Beeb my 10 year old's cry of help, "Mom,Mom, Ping, he's choking!" That dog! I complained in my head.
Just the other morning, I mean early morning I experienced the same darn thing! I text Mart and J saying...
Dang Dog!!! I thought it was dying in my arms!!! 5:35am he makes noise choking on something. I jump up, pick him up while he chokes and wimpers. I see that he had thrown up in the bathroom. I run to kitchen. Screaming no no. I blow in his mouth cause he starts looking like he's not breathing. In my head I think how will the kids take this... Bad. I feel for his heart. I jerk him a bit. Then he seems better... What the heck!!!

Same thing today!
What the heck!!!
Ping Pong is just fine. He loves to get in the bathroom and rob used TP and punishes himself.

I then pack the dish washer, since I didn't obey Flylady's plea to "Shine your Sink" the night before.

Beeb helps put dry clothes from dryer on the couch. I fold those. Tons more laundry to go.

Beeb goes out to water and feed the chickens. Brings in fresh brown eggs from the coop. I start scrambling some and boiling others. Beeb only likes boiled eggs. The Boys and Bay like both.

We then start Math. Takes a while to get each lesson through to each of the three. Bub my 8 year old boy whines and wants me to be by his side every step of the way. He does that often. His whining causes me to whine back and snivel about how I hadn't eaten or drank a drop of water and how I serve them and couldn't I get a bit of respect or cooperation. I express how I love for them to be home. I love to see them learning together. How much I enjoy their company when they are being cooperative and good students. They see my true feelings, calm down, and get right on task.

Then it's time to leave. But before that I convince them to power up and help me move every piece of furniture in the family room. Mart my 2-time-a-day vacuum operator/husband is ready to do a Rug Dr. Carpet cleaning thanks to Ping. Did I mention I said "no" to getting a dog when asked back when. We prepared the other parts of the house so when dad got home he could start.
We then made it to Chuck Box to meet my sister and her kids for lunch. Finally, I get fed. Hot and spicy chicken on wheat for me. We get dad a sandwich Togo.
I drive by the bead store on Priest and Southern. I'm bummed cause the sign outside says 40% off till Sept 26. I can't take my kids in that place. They close to soon for me to get back in time after dropping them off somewhere. I figure they'd have another sale soon, I hope.
We meet Mart at Ace to give him his sandwich.
He goes off to start the carpet.
We go to the South Phoenix Public Library, which I love!!
I give the kids their new spelling words. They rewrite in cursive and write sentences for each. Beeb and Bub read science from Catholic Science "Layers of Rock and Layers of Faith" title of the lesson. Each of the kids work on the computers.
Eze crawls around. I wished I'd brought his baby legs.
We then go to visit my mama. The kids love to be there. 11 cousins play and enjoy each other, riding bikes and playing tag.
I visit with my dad on iChat from Mexico. He claims that the pass word on the banks website was changed. I try and notice that it doesn't allow log in. It had been frozen from to many trys. I resubmit pass code and log in. He try's and doesn't work. I feel as though I need to go through the whining and sniveling I did earlier with my 8 year with my own father. I finally ask him to text me the passcode. Aha!! Apa (dad)! Your on CAPS LOCK.
We say goodbye.
Visit with my mom some. I could tell she was tired. She said her sugar was high and admitted to eating to many sweets. My poor mama.

We get home and enter to smell the washed carpet and dog mixture. Eeeew!
The plan was to put burgers on the grill but, how could I with the furniture packed in the kitchen. No dinner?
We order Dominoes. Problem solved.

Tired. Long day. Another tomorrow.