Fear...

So I am a facebook addict seriously I do those living social things all the time. You know pick your top five (Insert whatever here) and tonight I did one about fears. Now I can be a rather rational person I do think about things but no matter how rational you think you are everyone has a bit of irrationalness in them. mine are my fears some make seance, like Loosing my children. Be it by death or kidnapping, or running away, or when they grow up them wanting nothing to do with me that is a fear that any mother can understand, and the only one my rational mind can say say, "yep that is a good fear." of my other 4 I can rationalize 2 of them but you may still think me as being nuts. 

Zombies, not like scooby doo zombies but like mutated humans from I am legend... that scares me out of my mind because I can see how that could maybe happen... biochemical warfare, or toxins in the water or food or whatever... yeah terrifying. Loud noises not kids shouting, or tv blaring or even sirens but fireworks, cannon fire, thunder...stuff like that. I KNOW why I am terrified of that. When I was a kid I saw my older brothers concert I couldn't have been more than 4 they played the 1812 orchestra complete with cannons I remember cowering under my mom coat and ever since then loud noises like that scare me out of my wits. (J thinks it is hilarious by the way the jerk.)

Now bring on the irrationalities. Scary Clowns. I blame this on Stephen King as will many others with this fear. Thanks to that book and the movie IT my generation has a fear for clown and storm drains *laughs* I can't stand ICP not just because their music sucks but because they scare the crap out of me with that makeup and stuff (truthfully even KISS scares me with all the face paint but at least their music rocks my socks off) And lastly bungee jumping. You could offer me the world and I would not do it. The ONLY way I would EVER bungee jump is in the unlikely event of having to bungee jump to save one of my kids... I can't even stand to watch people bungee jump... I have this fear of the cord being to long, or stretched out, or snapping, or my legs ripping off the list goes on and on. *laughs* 

I don't know what the point to this blog was I guess I just need to write a bit before bed and so i write about what I fear the most of to dream land now... I sometimes question my sanity...

L's First Skateboarding accident

So the boys got a skateboard handed down to them, stupid mommy that I am had no problem with them sitting on it and riding with no helmet thinking "how hurt can they get sitting down" well Yesterday we were all playing outside and suddenly Landon is screaming his head off. Mind you this is not unusual but for some reason I jumped up and ran to him and sure enough he had hit his head when he fell of the board it looks even worse today (pictures are from 10 min after the accident) because like a typical 2 year old he can't leave the owwy alone and keep scratching at it. So now the skateboard is put up until I buy 3 helmets. yes I am even buying the girl one because I am sure soon as she decides to walk she will be chasing the boys trying to ride that stupid thing as well.

Going crazy

It is official my kids cannot get along. I am sure every mom feels this way at some point or another especially when the kids are so close in age. The little ones are testing their boundaries nearly constantly right now, She picks on him, he hits her, she pulls his hair, he pinches her GRRR and then when L isn't picking on his sister he is irritating his brother by playing with his superman or something equally annoying to Boo. Boo and the baby girl rarely fight unless she decides she want to touch his food or drink from his cup. But there is always at least one kid screaming here unless they are getting into something or sleeping, and the thought that runs through my mind is even though I don't want them to grow up to fast or whatever I have 15 more years before there is no more fighting... 17 years until I can take a shower and be guaranteed to not be interrupted by a kid (and even then they could call ask my mom *laughs*)