Church

Elena spent the night with her friend who spent the night with her Friday night. Saturday night, they went roller skating again. Brianna told her to bring some nice clothes because they were going to 8 o'clock morning mass. I asked her what she packed. She said, "My plaid shorts and." I didn't even let her finish. I explained, something nice meant a skirt or dress. She responded with, "I'm not wearing no dress!" I made it clear she would wear something nice or she could could be dropped off at home after skating, end of discussion! She found something nice.

Poor Brandon

Elena and Ricky's friends went to Elena's soccer game, even though, the plan was for their friends to go home prior to the game, which was at noon. They begged if they could stay until after the game.

No one really wants to hang out with their little brother when their friends are over. Good thing, Mama, brought cousins to play with. She even brought lunch! (Barbacova) Which was AWESOME!!!! Thanks Mom!!!

By the way, The Warriors, (Elena's team) won four to zip.

Roller Skating

Friday night, Elena and Ricky each had a friend spend the night. After we ate pizza, I took them, including Brandon, roller skating. Elena has been asking me for a while to take her because "ALL" her friends go every Friday.

I was one of about seven parents there with about 300 junior kids. All the other parents just dropped off there kids and left. Am I wrong for staying? I trust my kids. I just don't trust all the crazies out there. I sat in a corner, reading my borrowed People magazine from the office, trying to go unnoticed. I know my kids have an "image," but I'm sorry, their safety is my concern.

Donation

Last week, Elena asked if she could donate (my money) to a student who lost her mother and sister in an auto accident. Her junior high was collecting for a freshman student. I asked her what she was going to do for me. (While her heart is in the right place, it always seems to affect my pocket.) She said, "I would say I would clean the bathroom, but it's not worth cleaning for a dollar." I told her I wasn't going to "just" give her a dollar. She ended up cleaning the bathroom, so I gave her five dollars. Had she known her personally, we would have donated more.

Junk or Treasure?

One man's junk is another man's treasure. Yesterday, a woman that lives in our cul-de-sac asked Ricky if he wanted a basketball goal. Her teenager no longer wanted it. Although we already have one, (Uncle Theo and Aunt Jennifer gave my kids one for Christmas a few years back.) he asked me if it was o.k. He said it was in great condition. I agreed he could accept it. After he drug it home, he proudly asked what I thought about it. I said well, "It looks like it needs a new net." He said no problem, he would get a new one for it. He's so appreciative of it.

Then, Scott arrives from work and says to me, "So that lady didn't know how to get rid of her crap so she gave it to us?!" Ricky didn't get that trait from me. He got it from his Dad's side of the family.

Now, the kids have set my drive way up like a basketball court. They have a goal post on each end. There goes my parking spot!

Bath Time

Ricky: (Sneakish) Allan wanna take a bath with me?

Allan: (Irritated) NO, Kicky! Bubble bath, Lena!!!

Elena: (Sweetly) Allan wanna take a bath with me? (Yelling) Ricky he wants to take a bath with me.

Ricky: (Undermining) MOM! Can Allan take a bath with me?

Mom: (Passive) Sure.

Elena: (Aggravated) MOM! Allan wants to take a bath with me!! Ricky always does this to me. He tries to get Allan to do what I want to do.

I'm extremely glad my kids love Allan so much, but it's annoying when they compete for his attention. I love the fact they are so helpful and I don't have to get a backache to bathe him. Thanks kids! Really, I think they like playing with Allan's bath toys and using his bubble bath. (Wink! Wink! Nudge! Nudge!)

Me time

Sunday, I was home alone. Scott took Elena and Allan to Brandon's baseball game while I stayed home to clean house. It's amazing what you can do without any interruptions. When I finished, I had some time to myself before they returned home. I didn't know what to do!!!! This was a rarity for me! FREE TIME. Mom's never get free time. At least, none that I know of. I went to Kohl's, even though there wasn't any things in particular I was looking for. I walked out empty handed. (I'm sure my husband thanks me.) I also went grocery shopping at WalMart and browsed without any of my kids distracting and trying to get my to purchase items not on "the list." After I bought food, I came back home and made ME lunch. I ate what I wanted and in peace. No interruptions! I read the Sunday paper, surfed the net. Then, I became bored with that. I felt I should be doing something productive. Don't tell my family, while I enjoyed my time alone, I missed them.