Time sure goes by fast...

Imagine you are having a nice meal with the whole family actually sitting at the table.  There are no outburst or frustrated outbursts of why wont you eat.  It is the proverbial quiet peaceful meal that is so rare.  The twins are in their high chairs being fed by mommy, while Matthew and I eat our dinner.   I look over speaking to Izzy for a few moments only to hear my son start saying pee and laughing.   I turn around to find him standing on his chair with his pants down around his ankles pretending to pee on the table and laughing...

I think he gets this from Izzy.. 

I have been tagged by MrMintyMan

Here are the rules for this tag.

1. Link to the person that tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.

Are you ready? I know you just can't wait to know 6 random quirky things about me.

1. I know kung fu.  Well not kung fu, but I studied American Kenpo Karate for a couple of years.  I was supposed to test for my brown belt until Izzy had Matthew and all time slowed to a stop.  I also studied Traditional Tae Kwon Do and a little bit of jujitsu and Escrima.  BTW before you ask, yes Izzy studied Kenpo too, and yes I have the pics of the abuse, though I do wish I had a picture when she gave me a bloody nose.

2. I am completely incapable of keeping my car clean.  I think at this point it is genetic.  Give me less than one week and you can't see the floor.  Of course Izzy says this is not limited to the car, but has slowly over time migrated to my office, the garage and if she didn't put a stop to it the bedroom as well.

3. It can take me less than one minute to frustrate someone to the point of pulling their hair out, screaming, or resorting to physical violence.  Its a gift, but I have learned to abuse, I mean use it wisely.  BTW, my record for irritating Izzy is on the order of 30 secs, but I am proud that my son can do it in half the time.  He is definitely daddy's little boy.

4. I can read a 400 page book in less than 3 hours.  I have read many of my favorite books around 30-50 times.

5. I am great at directions.  I know the exact locations of all exits and bathrooms in any store, mall, or building even if it is the first time I am entering.  I am a long time sufferer of IBS so knowing bathroom locations is VERY important.  The directions part came from growing up in North Carolina in the US, where roads will go N, S, E, and W without taking a u-turn or going back the way you came.

6. I will spontaneously start up or continue a conversation with the same person that was interrupted or carried on anywhere from 2 days to 2 months ago.  This actually really confuses people at first when I do it.  To be honest, I usually am unaware I am doing it.  It really frustrated Izzy when we first got married, now she is used to it, or she just ignores me when she doesn't have a clue what I am talking about, which can be frequent.

Ok, now I tag angbob, julielf, cheleinkal, mummycristlyn, katiepiatt, and michellei.  You don't have to do anything with this, but it would be fun.

 

So the other day we were in the car at the mall.  Izzy was in the back when she barely avoided being sprayed with poop from Katie.  She being frustrated yelled "Mother..", but stopped from saying F-er due to past instances with Matthew.  Within about 10 secs Matthew being the bright boy he is finished her exclaimation for her with "F-er".  I froze, trying not to laugh.  Izzy froze as well and whispered "Did you hear that?".  In reply I told Matthew, "That is an adult word, don't use it please.   His response was typical for a toddler.  He proceeded to keep repeating it and laughing for the next 5 min..

And yes that is a true story that Izzy taught Matty the F-word.   I thought you guys would like to know about some of her sordid side....

I wanted to give a non-mother's day thank you to Izzy.  You are a lover, a mother, a wife, and a general of the household battlefield.   Neither pain nor frustration nor sickness prevents you from your motherly duty.  I love you and think you are a great mother...

No I am not in trouble or guilty for something she hasn't discovred yet.  This past week she has been sick and taking care of a household ful of sick babies.   Very frequently mothers do not get to hear they are doing a great job or even just a thank you..   So here is your's, Izzy..  Thank you..

No not at Izzy.  If you have read Izzy's blog you may remember that Matty had a severe allergic reaction after being licked by dogs 2 weeks ago at my uncle's funeral.  As soon as it happened my mother told me she was sending my dad to go to the pharmacy to pick up benadryl.  My dad is forgetful sometimes and will frequently show a lack of urgency especially when he needs to.  So I decided I would go with him.  I asked if he had gotten directions when we got to the car.  He replied, "there were to many lefts, but I know exactly where to go."  My thoughts at the time were my aunt probably gave him the shortest direction, but he either confused the directions or didn't hear them completely , he does need hearing aids.  Since he claimed he knew where to go I didn't want to push it. 

After driving down the road about 5 minutes my dad started a conversation about his work, which at the time starting to fear things such as anaphylatic shock I didn't really want to talk.  I politely told him I wasn't up for conversation and my mind was elsewhere.   After driving for 10 min I started to get really scared, what was happening to Matty and why was it taking so long to get to the pharmacy.  I asked my dad once again if he really knew where he was going.  He said that he had seen a pharmacy earlier in the day.   I was wanting to scream in frustration and I felt helpless that I couldn't do anything.  I really hate feeling that way and it made me angry.  It didn't help that he was driving as if it was a day in the park, i.e. 5 mph under the speedlimit and would slow really slowly for stop lights even before they turned yellow.  I was ready to explode...

It took a total of 15 minutes to get to the pharmacy he had seen earlier.  The pharmacy was new and would not be opening for another week.  I was livid at this point.  We drove down the road and found another pharmacy.  At this point I was so wired I grilled the pharmacist about what was needed and what dosage etc.  I did warn in advance by telling her it was a emergency and she was very helpful.

On the drive back to my aunt's which took 20 mins, yes that's right folks a 40 min round trip. I did not speak to my dad, I was too busy imagining Matty at the hosptial or something else.  When we got back Matty seemed better, his  face was a little puffy but no more welts.  I gave him the Benadryl.  After that I went to go talk to my aunt and found out she had told my dad to take the left at the end of her street, then take the next left and the pharmacy was right there.  It would have been a 5 min drive and 10 minutes round trip.

I was so angry.  I did not yell at my dad or start accusing him of anything no matter how much I wanted to.  But I have let him know I am angry.  I thought I was slowly getting over it, but yesterday my parents called and the anger showed right back up.  It is going to take me some time before I get over it, and a lot longer before I trust him.  Next time I will get the directions, and drive as well.

Today I dropped Matthew off at preschool.  I sat him down at the table next to another boy and put his stuff away in his cubby.  When I came back the other boy was trying to touch Matthew for some reason.  Matthew flinched away and gave him a funny look.  When I bent down to hug and kiss him goodbye he gave the other boy a look and whispered very fiercely "This is my daddy".  I couldn't help but laugh.  It is amazing the little things they do to make you laugh.

So I was realxing in the living room watching TV and the twins while Izzy cooked dinner.  Matty was in the kitchen with her and I overheard her ask him "What do you want to be when you grow up?"  Within seconds he responded "Bigger".   Both Izzy and I started laughing.  The only thing that would have made it better was if we had caught it on video.

The twins came home from the hospital today.  Izzy is very happy to have them home.  In 2 days they gained 2 oz so they allowed them both to come home.  But now life gets really interesting.  So far Matthew has reacted really well.  He thinks they are fascinating.  He also thinks they are his babies.  It's almost scary how small they are compared to Matthew..  

Its amazing how fast Children grow and learn.  Matthew has started showing new "tricks" almost daily.  He loves to laugh and will change the situation he is in to produce laughter.  His new favorite activity is running and tackle your leg (he is trying to scare you, I think he got it from watching some animal show).  If you scream or cry like you are scared he will giggle run around laughing and then attack you again.

Of course, some people don't learn there lesson. Izzy frequently forgets or doesn't scream like she is scared.  So Matthew has learned to improvise and get the reaction he wants.   He bites her, and once she screams runs away luaghing like a little gremlin.  The last time he did it he tackle her from behind and bit her on the butt, which caused her to jump a foot in the air screaming.  Needless to say, both Matthew and I were laughing at that one.