Put on your party bumps!

Today we had several chicken pox parties. I had some people over that I knew from my AP mom's group but then I invited over moms I never met-from like minded boards though. Which is so strange for me cause I am private in such a weird way. To open my home and my children's disease..LOL

Tonight at dinner Bay and I were talking about it and how weird it was to say come on over here I am play with us, share a straw with us, rub up against us. Hmmmm...I didn't second guess myself in the moment but now I am- I don't know why...

Anyway-I am reading this book, Kids Are Worth It! And IF I don't go further then the first chapter it was worth it. I learned do much from it. I have pages of notes, Bay and I read it out loud and AGREED on what she was saying. Which is saying much cause he HATES parenting books and finds most of them to be BS.

When I read these types of books it makes me WISH I had a mom to go to and shoot off parenting ideas, my dad and Alisha don't count. My dad can't even tie his shoes. I wouldn't take his advice on what tee shirt to wear let alone how to raise my kids. And Alisha-NO COMMENT! I try to think how would of my mom or grandma handled this and while I wasn't raised in an AP manner, I was loved by my grandma if nothing else, and she always handled everything with love. That is my goal- LOVE and (thank you Barbara Coloroso) Dignity! :)
http://www.kidsareworthit.com/

Little Red Hen!

Graysen has chicken poxs and any day now Maddox will pop!

I don't know where we got them or from who but we do!

Yesterday we were at Twin Pines and Graysen came up to me and told me his back itched. I scratched his back and then a few minutes later he came back to me crying about his back itching. I take off his shirt and from neck to butt there was what I thought were hives. We left and took an oatmeal bath. Woke up today and the hives were still there. Slowly throughout the day they started to creep all over his body. We go to the Drs and they say CHICKEN POXS!

I am happy, I knew we were going to get them sooner or later...I am just not looking forward to Drama King-Maddox being knee deep in spots!

This is You Life

When I was little I used to play a lot of pretend. One of my favorite pretend games that I would get lost into was: I would pretend that I was an alien on a mission to this planet to learn about humans. I could talk to my planet through this telephone located on the scar on my right wrist. I would play this for hours, watching people and being lost in my own mind. I was comforted by the thought that I was an alien and had this alien family waiting for me back home.

The infamous scar!

When I was about 6 years old I was being "baby-sat" by some woman that my father was dating. I cried about being starving so she made me some pasta but because she was an alcoholic drug user or more likely both; her sink was beyond dirty as was her house. And as any responsible adult would do she asked me to hold the colander while she poured the hot water in to drain the pasta. The steam bothered her and the pot slipped out of her hands landing all over my hands, arms and splattered on my face. Then she freaked out and put my arms under the water, which did nothing but intensify the burn process. Hours later when my grandma came to pick me up she saw my wrists, which were burned....welted...and raw. You could se my insides from my outside! My grandma took me to the ER where I had to stay the night and have semi skin graph.

The skin on the under part of my wrist is thin and you can see and feel every vein. The sides and the top are speckled and the speckled part is this perfect band across my wrist.

As I have gotten older it is harder to tell it is there, which makes me sad cause I love that piece of me. I find it beautiful and reminds me of my childhood perfectly. Fragile-Damaged-Special-Unique. Everything that I am.