Seriously - Who Needs Clothes?

I know I just barely posted a "Seriously" -- but Trey's behavior Sunday definitely merited another one.  I have mentioned this child has an aversion for clothes, but I am not kidding when I say -- It is getting WAY out of hand.  

Jake and I tag-team wrestled him to get him dressed for church.  He managed to stay dressed until we went in and sat down.  Then the following took place right in the middle of sacrament meeting --

We had to bring him out several times because he was jumping up and down and screaming at the top of his lungs... Finally when he was down to his onsie and socks he was happy again.  He went to nursery half-naked and feeling victorious.  

I sure hope this stage doesn't last long.

Seriously - Never So Sought After

Being the "Plain Jane" person that I am, growing up I used to think it would be great if I were so sought after that two people would fight over my time and attention.... Well, lately I have realized that being fought over isn't as wonderful as I imagined it would be.

In public places with my arms full, both Tamsyn and Trey want me to carry them.  I feel like a scratching post.

 Trying to read, watch t.v. or relax in any way results with the two munchkins fighting for the best spot on my lap.

Family prayer is a battle because they both want to kneel under me and neither of them want the other one anywhere near (this sketch doesn't do the real moment justice...  it looks WAY too peaceful -- and believe me it is anything but.)

I guess I should relish the time that my kids want my attention, because people always remind me that soon, I will be begging for their attention.  Lucky for them -- when that time comes I doubt I will be clawing, kicking, pushing and climbing all over them.

I had to add this last sketch on -- THIS IS ANOTHER REASON I LOVE HAVING GRANDMA COME FOR A VISIT :) -- 

Someone else gets to be the sought after one for a few days and I get a little peace.

Seriously - Dinosaur Diarreah

Wednesday night  -- around midnight:

Tamsyn cracks me up -- even when she is sick she is such a character.

A big Thanks to Trey for learning to share something.

When Tamsyn said the above and mentioned later (after she woke up a bit more) that she was dreaming about dinosaurs -- it definitely made the yucky moment lighter.  It is easier to clean up vomit when you are giggling... although try not to breath in too deeply between laughs. Eww!

p.s.  Tasha had her turn last night... she had to stay home from school today.

Seriously - Scotty Attack

Almost every morning as I get the kids breakfast... I hear soft padded feet coming up behind me... 

Then...

Good thing I almost always have a sweatshirt on :)  Sometimes he climbs up, and sometimes he leaps up in a single jump.  I think it is some sort of game for him.  The kids think it is hilarious.

Seriously - So Glad Jake is Home

So.. Jake was gone for an entire week.  I have to say I have a new respect for my sister Teri, who has to do this for an entire year while her husband is gone with the military.  Most days went pretty good... but for some reason that "are you serious" moment almost always happens to me on Sundays.  Maybe  it is because I rarely take my kids out in public if I have to juggle all three of them alone.  I almost threw in the towel and went home after Trey's third tantrum and that many trips out to the hall.

This sketch doesn't even come close to how stressed I was feeling.  Trey was extra grumpy because he had a lousy nap and a late night.  He hadn't eaten lunch because he woke up right before we left.  He didn't want the cheese I brought him and kept yelling for a cookie at the top of his lungs.  I was juggling snacks, coloring books and whining kids.  We arrived later than normal, so we had to sit in the back on fold up chairs (I was happy that at least we were near a door and I didn't have to walk in front of too many people repeatedly).  To top it all of I had decided to wear a button up dress.  I saw it in my closet and thought "hmmm I haven't worn that dress for so long" -- As soon as I got to church I remembered why!  UGH--  The buttons kept coming open and it is hard to do up buttons and juggle at the same time. 

I thought if I can just make it through the first hour, I can take the kids to class and relax a while.  When I took Trey to the nursery I noticed there was not a second person in there.  I had substituted the past 2 weeks and vaguely remembered they had said 2 or 3.  Needless to say, I did not get a relaxing break for the next 2 hours (although I better add that the kids were pretty well behaved-- so not too many complaints there).

Here is another picture of what happens when Jake is away --

My bed gets overrun even more than normal.  My mom used to let us sleep in her bed if my dad was away.  So I told the girls if they were good all week they could sleep in my bed over the weekend.  I guess Scotty thought he was invited too.

All I can say is --- Jake is home!  

Seriously - Who said Church Pews were for Sitting?

Ok --- so the last one didn't actually happen --  But really it wouldn't have surprised me.  

All I can say is that an hour is a long time for a 21 month old boy to sit still... and obviously it doesn't usually happen (unless sleep is involved).  

The first 4 sketches are real positions Jake or I wrestled Trey out of on Sunday as we tried to listen in sacrament meeting.   I guess when mom isn't the jungle gym, a church pew works pretty well too.  

Seriously - Last Night's Family Scripture Study

Sometimes I wonder why we bother...

Then I notice at least one child is listening... maybe the other two will when they get older.

Well, our family scripture study is never very peaceful, but last night felt even more crazy to me than normal.  Once again I became a human jungle gym... Somehow the cat slept through the chaos on my lap, as Trey climbed up and down, and up and down on my shoulders.  Tamsyn fought for space on my lap too, and kept singing "to help Scotty sleep" as she pet him. 

At least Natasha and Jake got something out of it, because I know I didn't hear much more than Jake stopping to ask Tamsyn to quit singing.