The state of things

My throat, it scratches,
My nose, it runs.
My head's about to explode.

My body aches,
My ears are plugged
My brain is cloudy and slowed.

My muscles are weak,
My feet, they drag
My bed, it calls to me.

Alright, I give up.
I admit it, I'm sick.
Good night, I'm going to sleep.

That's what I need.

I'm ready to fix my yard.
The pointy evergreen
Has put me over the edge.

A climbing tree and flowers
So my kids can play for hours.

That is what I need.

Saturday, Saturday. Where art thou??

We live for that day

at the end of the week.

A "rest from our labors"

is just what we seek.

The count down begins

from the very first day.

We celebrate the "Hump"

when we are half way.

As Saturday nears

my anticipation, it grows

"The things I will do,

the places I will go."

Sleepin-in tops the list

so does laundry and chores,

The kids will be happy

and spend hours outdoors!

Well, if wishes were fishes

we'd all have a fry.

My day's never like this

I can't figure out why.

 

 

Up with the sun,

I can never sleep in,

Add the mountains of laundry

Sigh...I can't ever win!

 

 

Minecraft and WiiU

Fill my children with glee.

"At least we aren't fighting."

Ugh!! I have to agree.

 

 

Saturday, meh,

Overrated for sure.

Give me my Sunday

and I'll come back for more.

Hair Haiku

Camden loves his hair.

Thick and wild and crazy.

What's a mom to do?
 

Don't give up on me....

I used to be a blogger
Who posted everyday
And I was always tickled
With how much I had to say

I'd talk about my children
My husband  and my life
My childhood and my children
Wait, I just said that twice

I'd wake up every morning
My comments sure to read
"How many people do I have
Who want to follow me? "

They'd read my blog and I theirs
Because that's what we do
I'd leave my sentence on their post
And watch as my numbers grew

Then something happened, call it life,
Or tuggers on my time
But the posts that flowed so easily
I couldn't beat out of my mind.

People say "I've lost my mojo,"
others say "Writers block"
With five kids and a husband
I've not time upon my clock

By the time I have a moment
To sit and catch my breath
My brain has gone all mushy
No creativity left.

I'm still married to a Deaf Man
And children I still have five.
I'm still a little quirky
And have family stories to contrive.

So if you're wondering where I've gone
Don't worry, do not fret.
Although I write less frequently
I've got some stories yet.

They're being held hostage

I have a closet in my room
It holds my pants and shirts,
Hubs' nicky-nacks, a book or two,
Some shoes and maybe some dirt.

I have a room inside my house
with toys left here and there.
Not sure how to describe it other than
maybe your worst nightmare.

I have a house that's full of kids
who haven't learned to clean.
I thought that I had taught them this,
But proof has yet to be seen.

"This has to stop" I told my Hubs,
"The toys strewn everywhere!"
Then an idea popped into my head,
I hadn't a moment to spare.

I collected the toys from that room in my house.
Into my closet they went.
I put up a sign outside the door:
"These toys are up for rent."

"Huh?" "What?" "But those are mine."
A few began to cry.
"But when they are left upon my floor,
they're mine," was my reply.

"You can use them all, one at a time.
"You sign them out each day.
"You can have another, all you have to do
"Is put the first ones away."

Is it going to work? I sure hope so,
If not, what else can I do?
But call those men, in the clean white coats
And bid you all adieu.

Please pray for me.

Typical

 

Typical

What?! 5am already? No, can't be.

Snooze....snooze snoooooooooooooze...

Ack! 6:00. Ugh! Now I am gonna be late.

Curling, dressing, Primping

"Wahhhhhhh!" Baby awake

6:15am, everyone is...UP!

Shoes...shoes...where are my shoes?

Keys keys..can I borrow yours?

I gotta go, I love you's. "Bye!"

Finger scan...work work work

"Call the doctor." "Pay my bill."

All in a days work...DONE!!

Now for the real work

Preschool, "Hi Brody!"

That is nice! Very Cool!

Let's go home!

"MOM! MOM! MOMMY!"

Baby walking, Camden dancing

Brian gets a kiss

PBJ's and cut up apples

Cookies? Why not!

Baby naps, Take a little breath

Morning dishes, mounds of laundry

hanging coats and stories

I love you too!

School is out! Kids home

"How was school?"

"I don't know." "Okay."

Brian off to school

Load up, Piano lessons

Grab your books, let's go!

Hurry home. Homework

Making dinner, homework

Stop fighting..HOMEWORK!

Everyone sitting together, pray

Milk, fork, more please

Baby throwing food.

Clean up. What next?

Scouts? Basketball? Meeting?

Daddy's home. Yay!

Sing together, read together

Light saber duel.

All together

'Jammies on, brush teeth

Say a prayer...shhhh....

Start over...say a prayer

Tuck, kiss, Tuck kiss,

Kiss kiss tuck

Good night everyone!!

Ahhh, Glenn Beck. What?

Here's your water

Get in bed please

Now, Glenn Beck...huh?

No monsters, yes music

Yes, I love you! GOOD NIGHT!

Talk with Brian, then Glenn

Should clean, should read, should

..............zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Wake at 11:30...off couch

Ruffus potty, lock up, check rooms

All asleep, all sweet, all done!

PJ's, contacts, brush teeth

Check alarm...5am it is...

Lights out! Good night!!

Typical

(Thanks for the prompt...)