Bow head and walk away...quickly!

By far the most embarrassing mommy moment to date. It was a beautiful day and Mill Creek Town Center was having a spring treasure hunt, so i took the kids. However, when we got there, it has just ended, soooo we decided to go to the park. As we drove there, we passed our house and asked the boys if anyone needed to go potty, to which both said no, i said, are you sure, they said yes. So to the park we went. You can imagine how busy the park was on a nice spring day. We had been there about five minutes and jack and mason were playing. I was watching mason with jack to my left when i heard laughter. I looked over at jack and horror swept over me! He had his pants to his knees, leaning back with his hands on his hips with a mellow yellow stream escaping from his lower region. Of course he had an BIG smile on his face. I immediately gasped and ran to him telling him to stop his flow, however, he couldn't or wouldn't, so i had to let him finish, otherwise he would have been covered in pee. I profusely apologized to the multiple parents around me, picked him up and exited quickly while praying i would never see any of those people again! Oh my what will i do with this boy??
Thank you daddy Kev for teaching him such a useful skill....

concrete thinker

Jack busy playing with his trucks...."your stupid...no your stupid"
Me, "Jack that is not a nice word, we do not use that word in our house"
Jack, thinks quietly for a second "can I use it outside?"

The true definition of a concrete literal thinker!

venting is good for the mind

I know I shouldn't be writing tonight because I have had all my buttons pushed tonight by all the boys/men in my house this week, therefore, this post may have a bit of a slant to the negative...
Mason, what are we going to do with this kid! He has always been my difficult one. You would think by age 5 i would have him figured out, but just the opposite. I just don't know what to do with him. It's like he doesn't hear our voice at all. You tell him to do something and he does the complete opposite. A few weeks ago he had done something that made me upset. I got at his level and spoke to him in a very stern voice while holding his arm and the first break in my sentence he butted in and asked if I thought the birds would come out today. OMG what am i to do. This week has been especially bad. He has landed on red 4 days in a row at school. In the entire school year he has only been on red once. and now he has been there 4 days in a row. He got punishments and talking to's the first day and everyday since. Last night he even had a playdate and a hockey game taken away. I thought for sure that would put him into shape, but no, red again. so tonight i took away a concert this weekend and he had to go to bed after dinner while Jack stayed up to watch a movie. This seemed to actually affect him. maybe he needs to feel the pain right then and there. maybe if i took him to the concert or the hockey game and then made him leave then he would understand how much his punishment sucks. I just don't know what to do. I worry so much about him. I'm concerned about what he will be like as a teenager. he just never seems to listen, he is in his own little world and he will do what he wants to do.
At least they take turns. Jack has really had a pretty good week. He has found a new founds love for the barney song I love You. He wants me to sing it over and over to him and cradle him like a baby while i do it. I guess I've found a new found love for that song as well. The days of cradling him, making eye contact and singing him are fewer then I would like and are most likely going to be fading away fast. I just wish i could hold onto these moments forever.
We have a big weekend. We are take down one of the walls in our bedroom to add some much needed light with some windows. I hope it won't put us in the pit. We've only gotten a rough estimate of the cost, so I'm a bit nervous.
Well hopefully we will have a good weekend so that we can start off the week right and put last week behind us.

Sweet Jack

There was once a time I couldn't imagine Jack being anything but perfect. Perfectly mannered, perfectly happy, perfectly sweet. Then he hit the tender age of two and my sweet little Jack started pushing buttons, biting and hitting his brother, screaming and throwing tantrums every time he didn't get his way. But because God is good, sweet Jack makes an appearance at least a few times every day, especially in the morning. And I just know I will get my sweet Jack back for good some day. Most recently we were getting ready for school and he came up and started hugging my leg at which point I picked him up and gave him a hug. He pulled back and looked at me at said "I love you sooo much, you are such a good girl" gave me a kiss and another big hug. Almost made me cry. Thank you God for these moments.