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Aug. 18th, 2005 @ 11:59 am a big move
Current Mood: exhausted
i'm moving my blog

cookies for lunch


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Aug. 16th, 2005 @ 11:32 am there are some days, you have to let them have cookies for lunch
Current Mood: exhausted
today is definitely one of those days...

it started out well enough. got the kids to school on time, came home and loaded the daycare kids up in my van then we all headed off to the ymca. i did 45 minutes of spinning class followed by some time in the treadmill and elyptical machines. i was beat!

once we got home is when things went wrong, terribly wrong. and, amazingly enough, kari wasn't the culprit this time!

i was unloading the kids from the van. got everyone settled inside. the baby was asleep in her carseat. kari wanted to nurse and ben wanted a cookie. i told ben to wait just a moment and i would help him. but, ben, being an independent 4 yo decided to help himself. normally this wouldn't be a problem, but this time, ben didn't know where i put the cookies.

he saw a bag on top of the fridge that in his mind, looked like it could hold the cookies. problem: it was a can of paint....a can of RED paint.

so i did what any exasperated mother would do...i shoved the kids into the backyard and tried to clean up the mess. there was so much paint! at first, i tried slopping it up but that just made it bigger. then it came to me...i hadn't finished painting this color in the hallway...so i got out my roller and painted the doors down the hallway! there was just enough paint on the floor to cover 3 1/2 doors.

by this time, the kids were done outside ... so i gave them the cookies and said "have at it!" i figured it would keep them quiet and out of my way while i moved the refrigerator (did i mention the paint spilled down the front of my freshly painted cabinets and my brand new refrigerator?)

meanwhile, the baby is waking up and screaming. she had to wait.

my hair is now covered in red paint, my gym clothes are covered in red paint, my cabinet is covered in red paint...but the floor and the refrigerator aren't. the kids are happy now...and i'm completely pooped!
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Aug. 15th, 2005 @ 04:24 pm uniformly speaking
Current Mood: blah
all the children at our new school wear uniforms. i am not too impressed with the uniforms as it is costing us more money than just letting the children wear what they want.

but after looking at all the other parents drop off teh kids at school, i can see why the school moved to uniforms. first off, this is a very poor school. 98 percent of the students receive free lunch and the families receive food stamps. we are middle class, but live in an area well below what we can afford for many reason. so in effect, we're one of the "rich" families...being in the 2 percent that don't qualify for anything.

so, the uniforms really equalize the students...or at least they are supposed to. the school only specified certain colors. they didn't specify brands. i am a snob and won't buy school clothes from walmart. i'll buy play clothes there but not school clothes. the clothes fall apart too quickly for me to waste my money on nice clothes there. i ended up buying most of the clothes from old navy and children's place. affordable, but not walmart. the uniforms, then, are only uniform in color. and you can tell that most of the kids got walmart uniforms. then there's my kids who's clothes have a bit more detail and structure than the rest of the kids'. i noticed but i hope the other kids don't, yk?

and the second reason i can see that uniforms are good in this school is...omgosh...these parents couldn't even dress themselves properly. i can just imagine what sort of clothes these children would have come to school in!

i saw one mom wiht the worst weave i have ever seen. it was blonde and you could still see the seams! she had on this top that was waayyy too tight and these shorts that...well, let's just say that if she had a vpl, it would be because they were hanging out of the shorts. i think she'd have had a vpl with a thong. :P they were way too tight and way too short. looked more like panties than shorts. some of teh dads were dressed like thugs. i can only imagine what they *do* for a living.

i'm not at all trying to be snobbish, tho i probably come across that way. it was just a completely different class of parents than i'm used to encountering.... you know, the pta bringing brownies and punch to class type. desperate housewives meets the 'hood lol
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Aug. 12th, 2005 @ 01:45 pm yes i'm insane; no they aren't twins
Current Mood: exhausted
for some reason i'm still trying to grasp, i promised my 6 yo we'd go to the zoo this week. that in itself isn't insanity. the insanity is that i'm now tending two extra children: a 9 mos old baby girl and her 24 month old big brother.

that means, for me to go to the zoo, i have to bring along SIX children: 8, 6, 4, 24 mos, 23 mos and 14 days, and 9 mos.

this also involves getting four carseats into my van. not an easy task, mind you. i am carseat paranoid. i like the seats nice and tight. i also hate the infant carrier carseats attached to a base and this is why: i can never get the stupid things detatched from teh base without causing myself some sort of injury. today, i managed to separate the two and proceeded to hit myself in the middle of my forehead with the seat handle hard enough to cut my head.

keep in mind also that i live in the south so while it may be 84 degrees outside, it's 95 percent humidity. after installation of the carseats, i'm dripping in sweat.

finally, i have 6 waterbottles together and a bottle for the baby. I got everyone to the car without incident. i strapped the baby in first, then i wrestled my own nearly 2 yo into her carseat (which she loathes). snapped in the 4 yo, turned back to get the other 2 yo in. at least he likes going in the car. he didn't complain when i buckled. his mom says he travels well...unlike my beastly 2 yo who has hated the car since birth. when we moved cross country, i opted to fly with the baby and my oldest instead of being stuck in a car for 5 or 6 days with an infant who screamed the entire time.

anyway, we get to the zoo. i figured out how to open my friend's double stroller easily enough. kari found it a novelty to ride in the stroller instead of the sling so this time she stayed. other 2 yo obediently climbed in and stayed put (notice a theme here?) and i plopped the 9 mos old in the sling and handed her a bottle. for all you ap-ers reading, it did feel rather odd to have a bottle propped up against my boob in the baby's mouth...but i couldn't push the tank with one hand.

once we were actually IN the zoo things went super well. our zoo is really rather small. you can walk through the entire park and see all the animals in about an hour and you don't have to rush.

one person did stop and ask if the two in the stroller were twins. this cracks me up since my kari wears 6-12 mos clothes, weighs in at just about 20 lbs, has bright blue eyes, and a round little head full of curls. she looks like she's a year old, until you hear her talk then assume she's older and just petite. the other in the stroller, is at least a head taller, has dark eyes, a rectangular face and weighs more than 30 lbs. the size difference alone makes them look further apart in age than the 26 days apart they are. this always baffled me as people would ask if my oldest two were twins and they are 20 months apart.

we managed the zoo without incident. went home when baby fell asleep.

it was more work getting things orchestrated enough to LEAVE than it was once we actually got there.
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Aug. 11th, 2005 @ 11:39 pm good news for those who want to VBAC
the american academy of family physicians released their recommendations for vbac and it goes against acog's recommendation.
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> http://www.annfammed.org/cgi/data/3/4/378/DC1/1
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some interesting information in the study:

when given a trial of labor after a c/s, 76 percent of women went on to have a vaginal birth. interestingly enough, overall 76 percent of women in this country give birth vaginally.

the rates of vaginal births dropped, however, if the mother was induced.

maternal death rates are the same in both groups.

it is also noted that white women, with prior vaginal delivery, followed by a c/s, who felt confident in their pregnancies were more likely to try for vbac. social motives and recovery time were more likely to influence the decisions, rather than safety of the mother and child.

they also discovered that there was no difference in the rate of ruptures in vbac vs repeat c/s.

more importantly, their recommendations are that vbacs should not be limited to those facilities that have surgical teams ready at any hour because there was no evidence of improved outcomes.

and it gets better...

"Similarly, the ACOG policy suggests that one rare obstetrical catastrophe (e.g., uterine rupture) merits a level of resource that has not been recommended for other rare obstetrical catastrophes (e.g., shoulder dystocia, abruptio placenta, cord prolapse) that may actually be more common...While adverse consequences of a TOLAC are distinctly uncommon and must be balanced against attendant risks associated with ERCD, current risk management policies across the United States restricting a TOL after previous cesarean section appear to be based on malpractice concerns rather than on available statistical and scientific evidence.The TOLAC Panel found no systematic evidence suggesting that improved outcomes for TOLAC patients resulted from restricting a woman’s ability to undergo a TOLAC based on the availability of resources not usually present for other women in labor, the institutional setting, or the timeliness of operative delivery."

hopefully this will help change the tide!
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Aug. 10th, 2005 @ 11:36 am kids say the darndest things
Current Mood: giggly
yesterday, Alex complained that Leelee wiped a booger on him. We asked why she did and she said "well, i didn't have any other place to wipe it!"

dh held it together til a started snickering.

it's so hard to discipline your kids when they say stuff like this!
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Aug. 7th, 2005 @ 03:34 pm sheesh if i knew all i needed to do to post to my blog
Current Mood: confused
in order to get me to ovulate, i would have done it sooner! lol

actually, i'm either ovulating and starting af. it's so light, tho and so not what i'd expect for a first post partum cycle (mind you kari will be 2 in 19 days) that i'm 90% sure it's ovulation related.

*fingers crossed*

of course, hubby tells me yesterday afternoon that he wants to go to disneyworld with the kids next summer...
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Aug. 5th, 2005 @ 10:19 pm i'm getting a bit frustrated here
Current Mood: anxious
i know i have four adorable children and i should be thankful for what i have. perhaps i'm having this experience to give me more insight into what those who have true infertility go through. *sigh*

i do find it rather ironic (is that the right word?) that every time we've actually *wanted* to conceiver a child we've had trouble. it took us 18 months to get pregnant the first time. then, we decided to wait. then we had a birth control failure and got pg with our second. we had another birth control failure and got pg a third time. i lost that baby. three weeks after the miscarriage, we had another birth control failure and i managed to get pregnant. i joked it was my 11 month pregnancy. naturally, when we had our next birth control failure, i knew i'd end up pregnant. she'll be 2 at the end of this month.

so now when we're at a point to have our last child, we'd like to keep the same age spacing...and i'm not ovulating AT ALL.

I've always enjoyed nursing and not cycling, but geesh...this is getting ridiculous. Kari has night weaned and yet i'm still not ovulating.

i'm also partly afraid that the longer we wait the more i'll be enjoying not having to change diapers and being out of the baby stage...but then i see a newborn and i get that ache...

*sigh*
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Jul. 28th, 2005 @ 11:11 pm cheer my dd on!
Current Mood: cheerful
she's really been wanting to cut her beautiful long curly hair. it's breaking my heart to hear her as i've never been able to grow my hair and it's never been naturally curly.

anyway, she's sick of taking care of it...

sooo she's decided to grow it out one more inch and then donate it to wigs for kids :D it has to be 10 inches long but she wants her hair at chin length.

ok and i can't wait to scrap this! lol
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Jul. 28th, 2005 @ 10:27 pm school decision
Current Mood: complacent
we've been really struggling with where to send the kids to school.

dh is still dead set against homeschooling. the district where he's teaching in this next year is 99 percent black and sadly, there is a problem with racial tensions in the county. from what we've heard, problems with reverse discrimination :( the elementary school near where he's teaching has fairly decent test scores, tho. the commute is 40 minutes each way

our neighborhood school has had issues in the past. the test scores aren't nearly where i'd like them. it is a bit more racially diverse...75 percent black. but it's 10 minute walk.

we interviewed the assistant principal today. there is a new principal at hte school. this is her second year at this school. she's fired teachers taht she felt weren't at the school giving their all to the kids. the old principal had a "closed door" policy with parents and that really alienated the community. once the community was alienated, problems started at the school. the new principal is doing whatever she can to get the parental and community support back.

the class sizes are small, too.

there was a lot of "selling" of the school and their programs, but we felt pretty good about the approach they were taking to turn the school around.

next year we are trying to get the kids into magnet schools anyway, so it's just one year.

we're also going to schedule meetings with the kids' teachers before school starts to give them a heads up on some of the issues...like leelee not speaking up that she knows how to do stuff because she doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. :roll:

oh and we have to get them into school uniforms. that's a total pita. while i like the idea of uniforms, it's costing us a small fortune to outfit the kids! i've always been lucky to get excellent hand me downs at the start of the school, so i've never actually had to *buy* school clothes. ugh

and another part of the dress code is sneakers only. Leelee has freaking 18 pairs of shoes and not a single pair of sneakers! :mad: i just wish she were a size 2 shoe...i found a cute pair of sketchers on clearance for $13 ;)
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Jul. 27th, 2005 @ 10:57 pm a choice story from when i was offline
Current Mood: nauseated
there are times when you realize you really need to be blogging. i drove my friend across the street absolutely crazy calling her with the inane details of my day. this particular event, she wished i hadn't shared with her at all.

last time i checked in with a real update we were discussing the mouse issues we were having. i found after the we caught the mouse in the trap that another mouse was eating the poison. let's pick up the story there...and i should add a disclaimer that this is NOT for the squeemish.

i was happily going about my day doing the laundry. yes, i actually do my laundry. one of the children spilled something and needed a cloth out of the laundry room to clean it up. in the process i flipped a couple wash cloths down on the laundry room floor but i ignored them because i had another child decide to rip off all her clothing.

the dryer dings and i hurry off to empty it because well, mt. laundry was going to erupt..

i step on to one of the wash cloths and felt something odd...

i look down and much to my horror and disgust there were little legs and blood and guts sticking out from under the washcloth...

excuse me while i wretch at the memory. ok, wretching still going on...

finished

ewww

yeah i stepped on a dead mouse under a washcloth

barf

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Jul. 27th, 2005 @ 07:12 pm dudes, we got a dell
Current Mood: chipper
i'm back will post more later!
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Jul. 9th, 2005 @ 05:50 pm batten down the hatches
my computer is still in the shop and my 8 yo is still working off his debt. in the meantime we've had pink eye. oh and i had a run in with the mouse. yeah...don't let me forget to post about THAT. major ewww

i'm at a friend's house using her computer.

oh we're also getting ready for hurricane dennis. we're far enough inland all we'll probably get is a lot of rain and tornados. yippee skippy.

still, we are getting a bit nervous since they sold out of generators at home depot 3 days ago...
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Jun. 25th, 2005 @ 09:22 pm You break it, you buy it
Current Mood: contemplative
One of the worst aspects of parenting is having to dole out consequences. I waiver between wondering if I'm being too harsh to feeling like I'm not being harsh enough. I always remind my husband and myself that you shouldn't threaten it if you really don't plan on following through. Some days, being a mom really sucks.

The last two days have been majorly sucky.

First, you need to understand two very basic and easy to understand (so I thought) rules in our home.

The first is, the baby gate needs to be shut to keep Kari contained. It is always OK to ask for help in opening and shutting the gate. You must not, however, CLIMB over the gate as it is mounted to the wall.

The second, easily understood rule is no food in the living room, and by extension, no food at the computer. Both of these no food rules are reiterated daily and explicitly. "GET THAT FOOD BACK INTO THE KITCHEN, NOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW" is pretty easy to understand. Even Kari understands.

Yesterday, Kari was napping and the gate wasn't shut. This is fine as she didn't need to be contained. I went to put the mail out. Thirty seconds later, my oldest runs out SCREAMING "i'm sorry mommy it was an accident!" I'm thinking something serious has happened... like there would be blood spurting from someone's head, the way he's carrying on. I finally get him calmed down enough to tell me he was climbing over the unlocked baby gate and he "accidently" broke it. Sure enough, he snapped one of the wall mounts right in half!

Needless to say, I was LIVID. The wallspace we use for the gate isn't original to the house and isn't straight. without the gate permanently mounted on one side, the gate is useless as it won't line up.

I really can't fathom why he felt the need to climb over a gate that wasn't shut. the minute he started to climb, it would have started to swing. Logically, he should have STOPPED.

The only natural consequnce for this is for my dear son is to have to buy a new babygate. He doesn't have any money and doesn't have an allowance. I don't believe in paying children to help out for normal jobs around the house. We do, on the other hand, pay the children if they do something above and beyond. Alex's sentence, then...twenty hours of community service (ie extra chores)...at $1/hr hopefully he'll learn the value of a dollar and the importance of taking care of things so they last.

Still, my boy, despite his near genius IQ, is slow to learn.

It won't take a Jimmy Neutron to figure out which rule he broke and the disastrous consequences...

He decided to 1) lie to daddy and say he wasn't grounded from the computer (he was bullying his siblings and being downright rude to me) and 2) eat a yoghurt at the computer oh and 3) play a computer game he knows he's not allowed to play.

Naturally, the yoghurt spilled all over the laptop and, for all intents and purposes, has ruined the keyboard. It beeps rudely when you try to start it up and won't fully load. a key somewhere is stuck, preventing windows for booting properly.

Not only is the boy grounded from teh computer for the next month, he's received an additional 1500 hours of hard time. OK I know that's excessive. We're going to take the computer in to see if we can get the keyboard fixed. If we can, he'll be responsible for working off the repair costs.

Today, he had to clean his room without any assistance from his little brother (ben made the majority of the mess), and, instead of going to a luau with the rest of the family, he went to a neighbor's house and did chores for her. Yeah, I know I'm cruel. My neighbor said she knew she was giving him just the right amount of work because he complained the whole time LOL She had him break down boxes, pick up the yard, hold her baby so she could do things, fold laundry... he put in another 2 hours for her. Tomorrow he's slated to help shovel sand for another neighbor's project.

The way I look at it, two or three weeks worth of extra chores around the house and helping at the neighbors' should be enough to make an impact that we're serious. The neighbors aren't paying him, but we're keeping a talley. After he's worked enough to buy a new gate, we'll take him down and he'll buy it with his literally hard earned money. I'm really hoping at that point he'll finally "get it."
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Jun. 23rd, 2005 @ 12:30 pm it's like flippin' noah's ark
where the animals came two by two.

 the d*conn was empty this morning.

i opened under my sink and saw the nasty scurry back behind the wall!
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Jun. 22nd, 2005 @ 12:17 pm CSI: Living Room
Current Mood: satisfied
CSI: Do you have a time of death for us yet?

Coroner nods: The body was in full rigor when it was brought in. See how the tail doesn't fall when I lift the body off the table? I'd put the T.O.D. at about 7 hours ago.

CSI: That's consistent with our witness statement. The witness reported hearing a struggle around 5 a.m. She went to investigate and found the body. She waited til morning to call it in, though.

Coroner: I don't blame her. The cause of death, in case you were wondering, was asphixiation.

CSI: Didn't the trap snap it's neck?

Coroner: It's a common misconception, actually. The trap comes down and closes off the airway. There was significant trauma to the spine, as well, but it wasn't the cause.

CSI: The homeowners reported the trap hadn't been baited in several days. We need to find out why it was even in the area.

Coroner: I can help you with that one, too. The vic has a very sensitive nose...he probably smelled the traces of bait and went in to investigate. Because there wasn't a significant amount of bait, the vic probably went in to the trap deeper than he would have normally. The pressure was enough to snap the trap down on the vic's head.

CSI: Excellent. Anything else?

Coroner: We also ran a tox screen. The vic didn't have much time left anyway. He had high levels of poison in his system.

CSI: The homeowners said half a box of Dconn had been eaten. Well, I think we have enough information to close the case.


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Jun. 21st, 2005 @ 04:03 pm low budget parenting
Current Mood: accomplished
I'm always amazed at how shocked people are at our "large" family. I don't particularly think four children is large, but I suppose in this day and age, it is. Large to me is more than six children. The Duggars have a lage family.

The biggest complaint I have about having an above average size family is things aren't made to accomodate any more than the standard two parent two kids American ideal. From the booths at the local fast food place to the carts at the grocery store to family vacation packages...they are all for two adults and two children. Anyone else has to stand off to the side, walk or not go.

The second problem we have is the comments.

 "My you have your hands full!" which generates "My you have a big mouth" replies. (ok, i can at lesat THINK it)

"Are they all yours?" ... "no, i'm just borrowing them for the day because i enjoy hearing them all scream 'MOOOOMMMMY' at me while i'm trying to shop"

There are some people who don't comment, but do give us dirty looks. I tell my friends who are expecting their fourth child, they will also gain a third eye in the middle of their heads. That can be the only reason for the stares and the double takes.

But my personal favorite comment are the ones about how expensive it must be to raise a large family. She  goes on and on about how she just couldn't afford it, while sipping her $4 latte. She waves goodbye with a perfectly manicured hand, a louis vitton bag clutched in the other, quickly pulls out her pda and cell phone so she can reschedule her children's activities because she's not going to get back in time from the hair dresser.

OK, that's a bit of an exaggeration. I also get it from the harried looking mom who's juggling a job, going back to school, and is involved in all of her kids "activities."

When my husband was out of work, we had to go on public assistance for a time. It sucked, but there's only so long we could go before we exhausted our savings. In the office, there was a sign that said "having a baby cost $795 a month, how are you going to pay for it?" and i really had to wonder...

So i asked the woman at the desk where they got their numbers from...We were living on about $1000 a month and had four children. We got $400 in food stamps. Supposedly my baby was eating up more than half our money each month.

The breakdown was laughable. $60 for diapers; $200 for formula, $50 for clothing, $40 for laundry, $400 for childcare and the rest was small little things like medicine, shoes, transportation, etc.

Then  I looked at our budget: cloth diapers: one time fee, but $6 a month in extra laundry. formula: boobs are free; clothing: hand me downs, free...but $10 on yard sale/thrift store finds; childcare: i stay home!

sooo our child really only cost us an extra$20 a month!

but but but....i can hear you asking "but what about when they get to school? what about all the classes tehy will need?"

The thing is, they don't really *need* all those classes. My kids spend their afternoons playing ball in the street with the other kids; or they go play in the blow up swimming pool in the backyard. We go to the public library and rent movies. During the summers, we go to the free family films during the day.

I've found other moms who have skills, such as playing the piano, who have needs such as childcare. I watch their children for free; my kids get lessons!

We finally splurged for the $60 a month membership to the YMCA. The kids get two sessions each of swimming lessons included in this. For $25 extra a month they can take some other classes.

We don't have the latest and greatest video game system. I prefer my children aren't attached to electronic devices. My mom frequently comments how great it is that my children would rather have big bouncy ball than any gadget type toy. Even my eight year old loves big cardboard boxes. They build forts out of chairs and blankets. They play hopscotch and jump rope.

For college, they will be taught the value of hardwork and good grades, just like my husband and I were. We plan to teach them to budget and save through our own example; teach them that credit is a bondage which they should avoid. Even if we only had one child, this would still be our goal.

Parenting doesn't have to cost a lot of money. We don't want to give our children what we didn't have...We want to give them what we DID have...freedom to be children; a large space to play; the value of hardwork, service and love.



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Jun. 20th, 2005 @ 10:25 pm someone needs to build a better mousetrap
Current Mood: aggravated
 Fate, seems to be playing a cruel joke on me as currently, I don't get to choose mice or roaches. I get the joys of both.

A few weeks ago, I saw mouse droppings in one of my empty kitchen drawers. I pointed it out to my husband. He dismissed me. "It's just roach droppings," he assured me. HA! i'd love to go up against a roach that big. IT would have had to be the size of the one from "Men In Black" to leave droppings that size. It wasn't til he actually SAW the mouse that he beleived me. The next day I was given the all clear to call Dave. We're on a first name basis with our exterminator.

Dave came out and placed a mouse glue trapunder the kitchen sink. We can actually see the little mouse den where the previous owner of our home had fixed a leak behind the wall and never finished patching the wall. Dave assures me this will work as mice really like peanut butter. The mouse will sniff the yummy peanut butter and slowly walk into his death. He will stick to the glue and well, be stuck. Dave said that we'd probably hear the ruckus of the mouse trying to escape within the next two or three days.

After the first day, I took a peak to see if we had ourselves a mouse.

I'm sure you can imagine my disappointment at the lack of a mouse. Imagine my annoyance, however, at seeing mouse droppings INSIDE the trap. Yes, our friendly little mouse walked right through the trap and wasn't stuck.

I'm an optimist. I gave it one more day before I became unglued.

Day two's investigation of the mousetrap was even more of a failure. Not only had the mouse not been caught, he'd moved some of the fuzz and fluff from his den into the drap. Charming.

I went to hubby and suggested we go straight to the poison. This particular mouse was quite clever.

Once again, my husband tried to talk me out of my mousicidal rage in favor of giving the glue trap one more try. If it failed, we'd buy regular traps. He reminded me that if the mouse eats the poison and dies, it will stink badly and we may not be able to find the body.

Score one more for the mouse. By day three, the mouse had moved the glue trap into his den. I suppose he enjoys sleeping in it. It must be a really rockin bachelor pad.

Saturday night, I went to WalMart and purchased reusable traps. I had suspicion this mouse had some super stealth abilitiy and would set off the traps without actually going near them.

I was half right.

We set out the traps. In the morning, the traps hadn't been sprung but the bait was gone!

If you're keeping score, that's mouse two, humans zip.

DH wondered if the roaches were eating the bait. I don't think the roaches can carry off that much. He put another round of bait on, and it was gone again.

Today, I bought poison. Stench or not, the mouse must die.
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Jun. 20th, 2005 @ 10:20 pm mice or roaches...pick one...
Current Mood: annoyed
I once pondered which would be worse, and you had to pick one, a mouse problem or a roach problem. Honestly both are absolutely disgusting but you have to PICK one.

have you made your choice? good.

Before moving to Alabama, we lived on a farm in Oregon. As you'd expect, we had mice. I would hear them at night chittering away in the walls of our ancient single wide trailer (yes we moved from a trailer in Oregon to a REAL house in Alabama...not all alabamians live in trailers).

I made it a point to keep mouse poison strategically placed around the trailer...under the kitchen sink, behind the toilet, in the hot water heater area...places where the mice were likely to have their parties. During the two years in the trailer, I never saw a mouse dropping.

Well, that's not entirely true. There was this one time where I saw a mouse literally drop out of the ceiling. It died on impact and hubby quickly patched up that particular hole, probably because he knew that if I saw another mouse in my home, he'd be the one dying upon impact.

So, here we are in Alabama where the roaches and other bugs are so big they are capable of carrying away small children and cars. Roaches are a fact of life. Even the cleanest housekeeper will have roaches. There are actually several sizes of cockroaches that can infest your home. Each of them slightly more difficult to kill.

At first, I was completely freaked out by the giant cockroaches when they'd get into the house. Now, I welcome them.

The giant ones only come inside when they are dying. I like to do my part to help them along. The giant ones are difficult to kill sometimes; it is absolutely necessary to listen to the characteristic crunching sound as you squish them. If there isn't a good solid crunch, there's a good chance the cockroach guts will squeeze back into place and the little creature will scurry off.

Then we have the medium sized roaches that like to hang around the garbage can and scurry out from under the refrigerator. Even the exterminator can't get rid of these. He tries and I keep paying him to try. Remember, roaches survived the bombing of Hiroshima...the terminix man really doesn't stand a chance, but I like to believe that we're winning this war.

Finally, there are the itty bitty roaches that only show up every once in awhile. They are infrequent enough that I think we almost have them erradicated.

Having both roomed with mice and roaches, I feel pretty confident to say that I prefer the roaches. Shocking, I know. But there's just something so satisfying and immediately gratifying about seeing the roach and just squishing it. Chalk one up for team humanity.

With a mouse however, the challenge is greater and not nearly so satisfying. The hunt is much more difficult.


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Jun. 15th, 2005 @ 11:58 pm have i mentioned we might be homeschooling this fall?
Current Mood: dorky
worst case scenario dh has to take a job in the county where we live. the schools here are soooooooo awful that my rah rah public school is great husband agrees there's no way we're sending them to the neighborhood school.

i really don't want to wait til the last minute then throw something together and call it a curriculum. i know some of you here are ardent supporters of unschooling, but i'm not one of them. for us and our family, unschooling won't work. i know myself well enough and my children, that there would be very little schooling going on...certainly not enough to satisify the prospects of putting the children back into public school should the opportunity presents itself.

of course, there is a chance we may enjoy homeschooling and dh will decide this is something that is working for our family. however, right now he's of the mindset that i will probably do less damage than the public school ;)

i've checked out the books "what your first grader should know" and "what your third grader should know." like how they break things down. i've found many websites that shoudl prove interesting supplementation.

what i'm concerned about are the practicalities of homeschooling with nonschoolaged children in teh mix. i am pretty sure i can humor ben with activities while we do school; it's kari i'm more worried about. lest we forget, i can't turn my back on her for a minute without some sort of disaster. yes, i know a lot can change with her in the next few months, but somehow, i think it is going to get worse before it gets better! i just can't justify letting her watch dora while i homeschool. the time 30 minutes a day she spends watching that irritating cartoon while i clean house or shower is more than enough and, as i've posted her spanish is quite good :P

also, when you homeschool multigrades like i may be doing, do you have them do projects together? how do you differentiate instruction for their levels ie keep one interested without making it too boring or too over the top for the other?

do you plan a curriculum map and decide what you are going to cover?

sorry for all the questions, i'm just trying to get things sorted out so i feel competant to do this.
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