2010 Flu shots

Last year we took all five kids to get flu shots.
Sydney kicked the nurse administering the shot in the stomach....the nurse's reaction was justified and not nice.
The doctor came in and looked flustered and unhappy and asked if we could somehow split them all up.
People laughed at us as we left.

THIS YEAR...when I called I asked if we could have the mist. They were out. I described our last visit with the flu shots and hoped that she would magically find 5flu mists behind a sharps container or a thermometer.
She apologized.

We didn't tell the kids until today that we were getting flu shots.
We stopped at Walgrenes so that they could watch how brave I was when I got my shot.
Sydney went into a panic as the pharmacist was putting my bandaid on and started crying.
Both babies pulled several bottles of vitamins off of the shelves.
When we were called back at the doctors office both babies IMMEDIATELY started screaming bloody murder.
The 3 older ones were in a hyper frenzy.
The nurse tried to talk to me a couple of times but couldn't hear my response and failed to read my lips and her frustration showed all over her face.
She left and returned and asked us if we'd rather have mists instead of the shots. wha ? wha did you say ?
GUYS...WE DON'T HAVE TO HAVE SHOTS....YOU GET THE MIST.

Syd understood.
The boys thought that the nurse was going to put the needle in their nose.
The babies were screaming too loud to listen or understand.
Everyone got a sucker and we left.

The nurse just called to tell me that Ryan and Cameron need a booster. I didn't understand why they would single those two out...we did the same thing with all 5 kids.
She finally realized that it was a mistake and wished me a good day.

I'm happy. Feeling slightly more protected and excited to take the older kids to see Mega Minds today.
aaaah. It's a good day !

This Moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

She was the one he slew the dragon for.

My mom used to sing songs with each of us when we were little. She had a special song just for us. It was usually an oldies song...even for her.
My little brothers song was "There once was a man"
The original lyrics went like this :
There once was a ma-an who loved a woman
She was the one he slew a dragon for
They say that nobody ever loved as much as he-ee
But me-ee
I love you mo-ore.

She sang it :
There once was a bo-oy who loved his mama
She was the one he slew a dragon for
They say that nobody ever loved as much as he-ee
But me-ee
I love you mo-ore.

They sang it together with lots of cute inflections and pitching and it just worked.
Cheesy I know....but it was sweet and it held such warm memories for all of us.
I now sing this song to my boys. (and occasionally Syd because she feels left out) They love it.
The song itself holds mostly true for Cameron though. So if I were to "give it" to one of them, it would be Cam's song.
He is my little protector and my mama's boy. Oh who am I kidding here...they are ALL going to be mama's boys :)
But really.....he has this way of protecting all of us. He'll be the first to take a swing at his brother....but beware if you try to do it. You'll likely meet the bumper of a match box car or even possibly a train track.

We had Chinese the other night for dinner. Cam's fortune cookie read :
"you have a strong instinct to take care of the people you love"

Pretty dead on, I'd say. He doesn't even like fortune cookies. or the food for that matter.
Does that make his fortune null and void ?

How great to always know, someone's got your back.

This Moment Friday

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Cut it out !

Well, I only have myself to blame. I suppose saying I'm sorry won't bring them back. I'm pretty sure with the rate that they grow....they'll be back before we know it. ok.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what I was doing.

I won't do it again, ok.

You can barely tell. Everyone will be looking at the bow.

Mama loves you.

I really am sorry.

A Conversation With and Without Words

My big boys were fighting. I like to give it a minute to let them come to some sort of middle ground....they will normally resolve their difference in opinion pretty quickly and get on with whatever they were doing.

Today it started to get ugly. I stepped in and stopped the physical violence and said to Cam, who was clearly the more mad and the accuser of the two..."Cam, use your words not your hands"
Cam quickly turned to Spencer and said, "Dencer, do you want me to punch you in the face?!"

They are once again playing on the floor together. From start to finish, this fight lasted 3 1/2 minutes. :)

Sydney Dynamite

Sydney took a ballet class when she was almost 2 1/2 years old.
She's been telling me for a while that she wants to quit gymnastics and take dance.
I don't think she needs to worry about it. Girls got some moves.

Here she is....in all of her glory. Wearing my old dance costume. Dancing to one of my favorite songs. The one. The only.......
SYDNEY !!!!!! oh and also a shout out to the 4 back up dancers/runners.
(note : this performance went on for longer than 15 minutes. I cut out most of the hands on hips stationary bouncing being performed and extreme camera shakeage from camera man laughing and also my being man handled by anyone you couldn't see in the viewing area, plus also the inaudible threats to "get off of me already".....here are the remaining 2 minutes)


Napoleon's got nothing on her :)