That kind of day continued. . .

My continuation of yesterday. Nope, it didn't end with the egg fight in my kitchen floor, or the twinginuity that was behind that one. It continued on, and by the time I was ready for bed last night, I didn't know that I could take ANY more!

After I got all the eggs cleaned up yesterday we got ready to head to the pool at Todd's work. If it had been one of the older boys who'd thrown the eggs, we wouldn't have gone, but the twins didn't remember what they'd done after 5 minutes, so there was no point in punishing farther out. We got down there before my cousin, and sister in law were supposed to get there, and I started to get the kids ready to swim. We were working on sun screen, and they were all getting a bit anxious to get in the pool. I told them all to get away from it, and to come get some sun screen on. They didn't listen. Of course. I swear someone has turned their ears off lately. They don't listen worth a darn. Fast forward a few minutes. They started chasing this big read ball around, and throwing it in the water. I HATE when they do this without their life jackets on, because three of the four can't swim. I made them all get away and sit on chairs (again) and continued with the third kid to be slobbered head to toe in lotion. Then I heard it. The sound that will echo in my head for a long time to come. Splash. And it wasn't a big splash, like it was Dallas (the only one of them to know how to swim) this was a little splash. I went running, stripping my clothes off as I went (since I had my swim suit on under). It was Kendyl. She jumped in after the ball, like she would have had she had her life jacket on, only she didn't. When I was on my way to her it felt like ages. In all reality, it was less than 5 seconds. I could see her kicking, and trying to get up to the top, but she just couldn't get her head farther above the water than her eyes. I jumped in and grabbed her, and got her up above the water. She'd held her breath the entire time (since jumping in isn't anything new to her, she held it like she always would) so she didn't swallow any water or anything. And she came up crying. It scared the begeebers out of her. And I'm very thankful it did. I'm really hoping that from this super scary experience (my hands still shake thinking about it) that she'll realize that when mommy says that the water is dangerous when you don't know how to swim will stick with her. I made sure to tell her that she can't EVER do that again, and that she scared mommy. Just at the realization that she wasn't the only one scared, her tears started over again. And I certainly didn't feel bad. I was trying to make a point, and I think it worked. But man. I can't tell you the last time I've had to move that fast while that startled. I'm just glad she's ok, and that it was only a matter of SECONDS, vs the eternity that it felt like in my head.


The rest of the day was spent in the pool. About an hour into it, dark clouds rolled in, and my cousin wound up leaving with her foster brother. He's not to fond of storms. We hung out though, and got nothing more than a few glorified rain drops. But the temps dropped, and we all FROZE. So we too got ready to come home. The kids were just CRANKED. ALL. DAY. LONG. The noise levels were SO high, and the listening was totally non existent. I was very thankful to see bed time come around last night. I got into bed with some popcorn, and was watching the Olympics. Todd got home around 9:00pm from church and wanted to start a fire to burn some of the brush in the yard. I told him that I didn't want to get out of my nice warm bed to go out. But he was going to burn anyway. So, after about 20 minutes, I caved, and went and sat out with him. We finally got to bed around 11:30. And man, I didn't want to get out of bed today!!!

Today has already had its ups and downs. Mostly with Todd. He called me this morning all gung ho about something. He wanted me to get right on the computer so he could tell me about it. He sent me to Guitarcenter.com and had me look up this music cart. He has to play the state fair a few times this year with a group from church and he didn't want to have to haul his drums through the crowd a few at a time. Can't say I blame him any, but the COST. 229.00???? Yikes. We've got bills that need to be paid, and things that need to happen. So I looked up other carts I could find. I found one on Lowes.com that I thought would work, and is WAY less money. But after showing it to him, he said it wouldn't work, and that he was pretty sure this other one was the one he wanted. When he gets it in his head that he wants something, you can't change it. And its usually not cheap. I know this is going to sound TOTALLY selfish here, but this month is my birthday. And I can almost 100% guarantee you that there will now be no money left to do anything for that. I'm not asking for anything extravagant. Just a dinner out with my husband. But I can't justify that when 229.00 just went to a freaking MUSIC CART. I thought maybe this year he'd actually do something for my birthday, since I surprised him with tickets to Joseph for his. I guess we'll see, but I doubt it! I think my birthday things for a few years were given last year, on my golden birthday, when I got my birthstone ring and necklace.


Sigh. I can't wait till there's a day when money isn't such a huge issue, and I don't have to worry about him spending 229.00 on a music cart I know he needs anyway. That day will come, eventually.