Devin starts Kindergarten

First off....Does anybody pay attention to when I change my music to match each post? Or, am I just amusing myself? Either way....I'm going to keep doing it.

Today was the end of Devin's baby stage and the beginning of his big kid stage. I have always dreaded the day he would start Kindergarten. Since I work in childcare, all of my boys are with me or with people that I trust (and control, he he he) 24 hours a day. But, today I sent him out to a whole new world with people I don't know to a place that I'm not allowed to follow. To boot, I sent him in a vehicle that is driven by another stranger.

He has been so excited to start riding the big kid bus and go to big kid school and learn big kid things and eat big kid lunch. But, last night he got bigkiditis. We layed in his bed at bedtime talking about the next day and he was scared. My fearless ball of energy was scared. And that broke my heart. I hate that I don't have all the answers and that I can't be there to walk him each step of the way. This was part of our conversation last night.

Devin.....Mom, who's gonna get me off the bus when I get to school?

Me......I'm sure there will be adults and teachers who will be there to tell you where to go, Dev.

Devin.....What if Cadence isn't with me? (Cadence is his friend next door. They are the same age and have grown up together)

Me....That's ok if she's not with you because you're big now and you get to make lots of new friends.

Devin....(starting to tear up) But, I'll miss her.

Me.....That's ok. You'll still see her on the bus every day. And maybe you'll see her at lunch and when you play outside.

And then I sang him his song that I made up for him at the hospital when he was born.

Don't cry, baby Devin

Don't cry, mama's here

Don't cry, baby Devin

I'll always be near.

I'll love you in the morning

I'll love you at night

So, don't cry, baby Devin. I'll be by your side.

Then, I talked to him some more and he fell asleep while I was in mid sentence. This morning...I slept in of course. Luckily, my neighbors came to bring me coffee and woke us up. We got Devin ready, fed him breakfast, brushed the teeth, got dressed and headed to wait for the bus. When he got on and started driving away, I started crying and laughing saying, "They're gonna lose him".

Well......at 2:30 this afternoon the school called me. They didn't exactly lose him in a physical sense, but they lost him in the system. There was some kind of glitch that they couldn't figure out. After a couple calls with the school secretary they found him, but they said that he couldn't ride the bus until it was straightened out. Lucky for me, that meant I got to pick him up from school!

I waited outside with about 35 other families and the herd of car riders/walkers started pouring out the doors. It was like a zoo. And then I saw my little blonde head slowly moving out, crushing his empty lunch bag to his chest, and peering out into the massive crowd of shouting kids and adult with giant eyes. I threw out my arms like a crazed maniac and ran at him. He spotted me and started running back at me. When I tell you that it was probably the most ridiculous act ever, I am not joking.

I threw my arms around him, the crushed lunchbag and the bookbag on his bag and squeezed the air out of him. I couldn't let go either. I carried him just like that through half the parking lot. Now, let me tell you....Devin is not a cuddly-touchy-feely kind of kid. But, as I drug/carried him he just laid his head on me and smiled...as I cried like a freaking mad woman.

I know I'm ridiculous....but, I couldn't help myself. I'm sure there have been worse than me. And, I'm sure there are some people that say it's no big deal. But, today was the start of the rest of his life. Today marks a day when I let my baby go. Today marks a day of him reaching out to people he doesn't know. Today marks a day of new friendships. Today marks a day when another adult will make an impact on my child. Today marks a day of me learning to trust. Today marks a day of both of us letting go a little bit.

Today is the day of Devin's first day of school...

Flaws out!

I was reading Making Memories and she had an awesome post that was going along my current blog train of thought. I've been blog surfing alot lately and have noticed so many blogs that just make me want to vomit. I can NOT stand to read people's blogs, where they type these blogs that play them as the ultimate victim or mother Teresa. They play up a blog full of bullshit to suck the comments that they want out of their readers which in turn elevates their bullshitness aura.

Rebecca at Making Memories had a post dedicated to her flaws. She posted in order to remind herself and others that she is human. And as we all know, or should know, we all have flaws. Those of you who read my blog have seen my many many flaws.

But.....wouldn't it be nice to see them in bullet format?!?! For your reading enjoyment, here are (just a small pinch) of my flaws.

• I have severe ADHD and tend to never want to finish a project unless it can be done in less than 6 seconds
• I frequently skip a shower and take one every other day
• I'm loud....really loud
• I speak the truth way to often
• I speak the truth loudly...way to loudly
• I can't cook worth a crap
• I HATE to clean
• When I get overwhelmed, I want to quit
• I wear two different colored socks
• I'm lazy
• I'm gullible
• I love greasy food or any food that is bad for me
• I'm a part time closet smoker
• I love to play the devil's advocate in any and EVERY conversation

Ok, that is just a small pinch of them. Yes, I am human. No, I am not perfect. No, I do not have the perfect family. I do not have perfect kids. I do not have the perfect job. I do not have the perfect car. I do not have perfect friends. I do not have perfect habits.

And, I wouldn't change it for the world. There are times I am furious beyond all end, but it's my life! And, I love it!

So, if you're a yuppie...cut loose and be less than perfect with me!

Did ya know?

I don't think I got to tell you all about my new toy!!! It is something I have always wanted, so that I could feel like an all out bad ass. Can you guess what it is?

A freaking motorcycle!!! I have always wanted one and me and Chris had been "visiting" our dream bikes at a local motorcycle store. After realizing that financing two bikes was definately NOT going to be a financially sound decision, we started looking on craigslist.

Have I mentioned that craigslist is the greatest thing since slim jims?!

And we found lots of the bike I wanted, with really low miles, for half the price. I wanted a small little cruiser, so we decided to buy mine first since it would be cheaper. Chris set out on a quest...and Chris gets crazy obsessive with his quests...to find the perfect bike.

So, I am now the proud owner of an orange 2005 Honda Rebel. He found it with only 250 miles on it. I've had it for about two months now and have only ridden on the road once. But, I sure ride the hell out of that thing in my yard. lol. I always had dirt bikes growing up, so I guess some habits die hard.

I need to get my stupid motorcycle permit. But, I'm not in too much of a rush. I don't want to ride out there alone. I'm not afraid of my ability to ride...I'm afraid of some dumb ass plowing me over in there suv. Maybe if I feel motivated, I will go take the test in the morning.

The woman who we bought it off of threw in a free helmet. The only issue is that it looks like the ones that cops wear when they ride horses. I look like an L7 wienie with it on.

Ride on! Do any of you have motorcycles?

Ok, I reopened the post to edit it because I have a question for you all. Why do you blog and are you always 100% honest about your bloggings or are they tailored to get the comments that you desire?

Just For Kirsty!

Me and my brother have a random texting habit. One of our favorite games is to text a line of a song and see if the other can name that song or text the next line. It gets really hilarious sometimes. The other day, he started texting me Chuck Norris jokes and I almost peed in my chair sitting in my office.


1. If you have five dollars and Chuck Norris has five dollars, Chuck Norris has more money than you.

2. There is no 'ctrl' button on Chuck Norris's computer. Chuck Norris is always in control.

3. Apple pays Chuck Norris 99 cents every time he listens to a song.

4. Chuck Norris can sneeze with his eyes open.

5.Chuck Norris can eat just one Lay's potato chip.

6. Chuck Norris is suing Myspace for taking the name of what he calls everything around you.

7. Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table, because he only recognizes the element of surprise.

8. Chuck Norris can kill two stones with one bird.

9. When the boogeyman goes to sleep every night...he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.

10. Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He just stares them down until he gets the information he wants.

11. Chuck Norris doesn't wear a watch. HE decides what time it is.

12. Chuck Norris is the reason Waldo is hiding.


Now, come on...you know that was funny. Chuck Norris counted to infinity...twice.


And now an update. We drove 20 hours with all three of the boys this month for our first family trip. We went to Florida and stayed two nights with his dad and the rest with his brother, Danny and his wife, Shasha. It was hotter than hell itself, which I had not anticipated at all. We drove with the air on the whole way there. When we got to his dad's house and I got out, I'm pretty sure that half of my ass turned to sweat and dripped out my capris. I immediately decided that anything with legs could not be worn in Florida.

I NEVER wear shorts out in public. I have the legs of a nine year old boy who has been riding a horse way too long and then drug their knees through the rocks. So, I usually try to hide my chicken bow legs under capris. There was no shame in Florida though...I took my swamp ass to Wal-Mart on the first day to buy a bathing suit. Since my boobs decided to be inverted (please refer to boobs post), I didn't have a bathing suit that fit me. But, I sure bought me a teeny bikini and wore the crap out of that thing for a week. You will NOT be seeing any pictures of it though.

It turned out that everybody in Florida HATES the beach. WTF? I ride in the truck for 20 hours with three small children to sit in the air conditioning?!?!?! Chris did take pity on me after much pouting and many muttered curse words and took me and the boys to the beach. The sand was so hot, you couldn't walk on it in your bare feet. But, we had a blast. Devin kept trying to run out and the current was pulling him away. Peyton didn't want the waves to even touch him and Nuby was content to dig the same hole that kept getting filled in by the waves for an hour.

Then we walked up and ate at Bubba Gump's Shrimp. That was really neat. But, very uncomfortable. After sitting in the sand...it builds up. I couldn't figure out why it felt like my bathing suit was chafing away my precious parts until I went potty and poured out like 2 cups of sand from my bottoms. My souvenir?

Also...if you are going for a 20 hour drive and would like to have a snack...DON'T EAT 30 SLIM JIMS! They will bind you up like you would never believe!