Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Random Summer

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


Recently, I was a competitor on Survivor Montana. The challenge, survive one week in a cabin with 4 moms, 2 large dogs and 7 kids under 5 years old. Thoroughly outnumbered by little people, we endured mosquito's, boat trouble, WWF toddler fights, the flu, colds, bats, sleep deprivation and ear infections. Not even REI could have prepared us for this grand experiment in the wild. At the end of the day, all we had was our sense of humor, pioneer spirit and cell phones! At one point R received a distress text, PLEASE SEND PLANE OR NANNY STAT! Neither were dispatched. Something was obviously lost in translation. Through it all, we made great memories for our little people! As for the mom's, we definitely learned what we were made of!

At the end of our time, there was no winner. We were all survivors.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Rubber-Neckers Delight

With 3 kids...I have become a rubber-neckers delight. There is no glancing sideways or watching behind dark sunglasses. When I go out in public with my little rat pack, people blatantly stare. I tend to make up pretty little stories to go with my picture of chaos. I pretend it's because we are a talented traveling circus. Kids are hanging, climbing, and jumping off of things...abnormal things. Or maybe we look like we are straight off the runway styled to perfection. Wrinkled clothing, mismatched shoes, untamed hair (with strategically hidden food for convenient snacks), spit up or hand prints on the mom, and as always a princess dress & clip on earrings in tow). Perhaps we are a spectacle because we are so well behaved in public, people are looking to see if my children are made out of wax. No, they are just Masters of Concentration (when it comes to picking ones nose or having an accident).

I am almost afraid to leave the house for fear we might make the 10 o' clock news. I am toying with the idea of becoming a shut in, a chocolate dependant recluse. If I do, please send post cards and mementos from the outside world. I shall emerge one day...
**They look harmless enough in these pictures, but don't let these whirling dervishes fool you!